The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 588

Chapter 588: I Am A Beast, You Are A Demoness

The following day, Oriana woke up, exhausted and drowsy, every inch of her body aching. Groaning, she recalled how he had tortured her throughout the night.

"That perverted dragon," she mumbled in her hoarse voice.

"Missing me already?"

She heard the familiar voice and opened her eyes, only to find him lying next to her in bed, his face adorned with playful expressions.

"Am I dreaming?" She rubbed her eyes with her fingers and opened them again, only to see no one next to her. "I knew it. No way he would be here this late."

"And what made you think that?"

She heard the same voice and this time turned to the other side of the bed, where he was lying.

’When did he move so fast to this side of the bed? This is sure my imagination.’

She moved her hands to rub her eyes again, but Arlan held them. "It’s not a dream. The perverted dragon is right next to you."

Oriana realized it wasn’t a dream, and he had heard her. "I... I didn’t mean to... call you perv..."

"You were no less perverted than this dragon," he interrupted, a smirk playing on his lips. "Do you want me to help you recall it all?"

Oriana felt like sinking invisibly into the thick mattress. She pulled the blanket over her head to hide and mumbled, "That wasn’t me." She couldn’t believe how perverted she had been last night. Normally, she would never be so indecent and bold. ’I don’t want to recall it.’

Arlan pulled the blanket down and playfully stared into her eyes. "I loved that side of you. I want you to be like that every single night."

Her face turned red as she averted her gaze. "That really wasn’t me... That demoness... I’m not sure why I was like that..."

Arlan gently held her chin, turning her face back to him. "You should stop hiding behind your other side. Don’t you truly want me?"

"I do, but..." She struggled to find the right words; her expression confused. "I couldn’t seem to control myself. I’ve never felt this way before. That was...."

"Crazy. I know," he replied. "I also know why you were like that."

"Why?" curiosity replaced the embarrassment she was feeling.

"It was the night of the new moon when the moon is hidden behind the darkness. This night affects demons and brings out their lustful side. You’re a demoness, and your demonic side has been awakened, so it was bound to affect you as well," he explained, his voice calm and patient.

"So, now you already knew I would be like that?" A crease formed between her brows.

"Yes."

"Why didn’t you tell me yesterday?"

"There wouldn’t have been any fun," he replied playfully. "If you had known, you would have been overly defensive and cautious, and neither of us would have enjoyed last night the way we did. But trust me, I was going to explain it to you. That’s why I waited for you to wake up, even if it’s noon."

At his last words, she couldn’t stay angry at him. "So you know it was the demoness inside me, and I am not like that anymore."