She Belongs To The Devil

"What the hell just happened? Did Ariel just see me?" Damien looked down at his body and screamed in his mind. He had never felt this embarrassed in his life before.

He folded his knees up and hugged them. And he grimaced as if he was in physical pain. "Ugh! I should have waited for Ariel to wake up. And I should have asked for her permission before jumping in her bathtub!"

He grabbed his hair but then he reasoned with himself, "But I was so dirty! And I wanted to smell nice before she woke up… Now I have successfully imprinted my naked picture in her mind! What do I do?"

"I guess… finish taking the bath first…" Damien took a deep breath in and then continued bathing while thinking about his embarrassing moment in a loop.

After he cleaned himself, he got out of the tub. He fisted on his waist and kept on staring at his dirty clothes.

He breathed in shakily and then closed his eyes in anger. He was angry at himself for not bringing some clean clothes with him.

He knocked his head with his fist and shouted in his mind, "Now what the hell am I going to wear? And why didn't I think about this before jumping in for a bath? Arghhhhhhhh!"

After thinking for some time, he could only come up with a single solution – going back to his own room, dressing up, and returning back.

However, he had promised Ariel that he wouldn't go back to Hell until she said so. And he didn't want to break that promise. Find your next read on empire

So he cleared his throat and called Ariel to ask for her permission, "Ariel?"

He waited for a while to get a reply but there wasn't any.

"Is she not in her room?" Damien pursed his lips and thought, "Maybe she ran outside the room after seeing me in my shameful state!"

"Ugh! What should I do now? Shall I look for her?"

He looked around the bathroom and noticed a towel. He grabbed that and wrapped it around his waist. He stood in front of the door and then took a few deep breaths before walking out of the room.

"Ahhh…" Damien was startled when he saw Ariel right in front of the door, curled into a ball. "A-Ariel?"

"Hmm?" Ariel suddenly sprung up on her feet as if she wasn't just pretending to be a cocoon and sulking.

"Ariel, I–" Damien was about to ask for her permission to go to Hell.

However, he lost his words when she suddenly turned around, and almost instantly shouted, "Whoa, hello Mr. Towel Man!" She turned on her heels again and asked, "What the hell happened to your clothes? Why are you still naked... half... naked?"

"They umm…" Damien was about to explain his situation with his dirty clothes. However, something suddenly struck his mind.

He pressed his lips together and begged himself inwardly, "Don't say it! Don't say it! Don't say it! Fuck! I'm going to say it."

Damien folded his arms over his chest and said to Ariel in a voice that screamed with jealousy, "You didn't have any problem when you ripped Kenneth's shirt apart and then caressed his chest. But you do have a problem seeing mine? What's wrong with my body? Is it not to your taste?"

"Wow!" Ariel was shocked to hear such words from Damien.

And Damien instantly regretted the words that came out of his mouth. "Fuck!" He closed his eyes and then held his head.

"I did not just hear that!" Ariel slowly turned around to face him again as she further spoke in her stern voice, "First of all, I was not caressing Kenneth's chest. I was healing him because I had smashed his bones. Secondly…"

Ariel pointed her hand at Damien's body and gestured up and down, and said, "Secondly, yes, I see a problem with your body."

"You're just… just wearing a towel… and… and… showing off your…" her stern voice gradually softened when she kept on speaking, "Showing off your sculpted muscles covered in water droplets… and your broad shoulders… and your arms and… your wet hair–"

Ariel suddenly clasped her mouth with her palm when she realized that she was blabbering stupidly. She knitted her brows together and closed her eyes in embarrassment.

Damien, on the other hand, was stunned. Happy but stunned.

When he had blurted out those things out of jealousy, he had expected Ariel to either beat him up or say that she didn't want to be friends with him anymore or say that she wasn't giving him a chance to pursue her.

However, unlike what he had expected, Ariel acted completely oppositely. He couldn't believe that she had just praised his body. And he was even happier because he got to know that Ariel wasn't admiring Kenneth's body that day in the forest. She was healing him!

Damien fisted over his mouth and tried to hide his smile. He gazed at Ariel's flustered face and then cleared his throat.

And he whimsically said to her, "Umm… I would love to solve your problem with my body. But my clothes are all dirty. So..."

Ariel finally opened her eyes and looked straight into his eyes. "So? Y-You're going to walk around in a towel?" she asked while trying her best not to look elsewhere on his body except in his eyes.

Damien raised his brows and asked her, "You want me to walk around in a towel?"

"What?" Ariel quickly darted her eyes from Damien's head to toe and stuttered, "N-No!"

A burst of laughter was about to escape Damien's mouth because of the way how she hesitated for a while before saying 'no'. He disguised his laughter as a coughing fit while covering his mouth with his fist and biting his finger.

Ariel frowned and scolded him anyway, "What are you doing? Either laugh or don't. You're doing both!"

Damien instantly burst into laughter.

And Ariel pouted and rolled her eyes at him.

Damien had to hold his stomach because it was starting to hurt from laughing too much.

Ariel then tried to get past him to enter the bathroom.

However, Damien held her by her wrist and asked, "Can I quickly stop by my room and put on some clean clothes?"

Ariel turned and looked at him as if he had just said something hurtful.

Damien knew that look so he reassured her again, "I will come back within five minutes. I promise."

Ariel finally nodded and gave him her approval.