The Beautiful and the Damned
Death visisted

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SEKER looked down towards his southern area. Fuck he was most definitely going to need a cold shower, a long one at that.

Finally reaching his room in the basement he made sure to lock it behind him with a flick of his hand. He then sat down on his overly large bed and kept his head between his two hands. Shaking his head ferociously he tried to clear his head from the event that had just occurred not even up to a minute ago.

"Father you were right I really am an idiot" he groaned out loud drawing his hands down his face.

Talking into the darkness he continued.

"By the gods I shouldn't have kissed her, although I really want to stupidly do it again, I don't want her to be in much more danger than she already Is" The Angel of death drawled out a long sigh. He didn't even want to start thinking of the other matter concerning 'her' mother. If she knew what he had done would his Amica mea still find it in her heart to forgive him. 'of course she won't! even a saint would forever loath him for what he did'. Shaking those nonsense thoughts from his head he stood up from the bed unbuttoned his shirt, removed his trousers and shoes, and then entered the bathroom a certain region of his body telling him that he really needed that cold shower asap.

Bethel's POV:

The next morning....

"You look like death visited you last night Princess, what happened I'm spotting some eye bags" The teasing tone of Cyrus was as clear as day, he was finding this entertaining. The little bitch.

The irony of his statement made me turn beet red, because it was infact true that I looked like I was payed a visit by death, I mean the real thing did actually pay me a visit, just that it was in my mouth. Remembering our kiss made me turn even more red, if that was even possible. My mind was occupied with the kiss I and Seker shared that I couldn't sleep a wink last night. It played over and over in my head.

"Aw don't give me that face Bethel" Cyrus smirked. I intensified my glare. He was behaving like he knew what transpired between I and his brother last night.

"That's enough brother stop teasing the poor girl" Randuff suddenly entered the training room I and Cyrus were currently in, Seker and Arazela not to far behind.

I immediately turned to the other side trying to avoid looking at Seker. God it felt like I was back in high school.

But just before I turned I got a glimpse of how Seker looked. He was wearing a black tank top (figures), black training pants (obviously), and black training boots, the man practically swims in the color black. His hair tied up in a very small bun. 'How on Earth can a man look both drop dead gorgeous and cute!, It was a really lethal combination'. My poor heart.

"Amica mea Everything okay?" Damn the man's voice did things to me.

"Ahem, yes everything's Gucci, Good morning" I said in an overly high key as I returned my gaze back to him as I turned back. This Ancient being is definitely not good for my heart. I facepalm myself literally. Gucci?!?, Really Bethel, really? "Good morning to you too" I noticed a smirk playing on his lips. So he was finding this funny huh.

"Morning Randuff, Arazela" I greeted the other two, they responded back to my greeting while chuckling to my predicament. I puffed my cheeks out and pouted.

I haven't really gotten the chance to actually speak to Arazela but she seemed like a really nice person. I smiled yet still slightly angry that they were laughing at me. "What's wrong princess?" I gave Cyrus the stink eyes, reading through his fake concern for me.

"Fuck off"

"My, my, sweetheart your way with words really brings joy to my immortal heart" the spirit of war responded while faking tears. I would advice him not to go anywhere near the movie industry he was a 'really' bad actor.

"That's enough chatting. Time for us to start our training" I looked up at Seker when he suddenly spoke and for some reason he sounded and looked angry. Wasn't he smiling some seconds ago?, what could have set him off? Through my peripheral vision I saw Randuff, and Arazela giving off a knowing look. Hmm, oh well.

"Wait" I said coming to a halt "Not to sound rude or anything but why are you guys still here, I thought Seker was the only one training me today?" I asked questioningly.

"Oh honey we know but we won't miss this for the world, we plan on sticking around for this particular training" with every word the smirk on Cyrus face grew larger.

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I gave them a look. I mean what exactly was special about this training, it's just probably going to be like the other training's I've been having with Cyrus, since Cyrus told me that Seker just wants to gauge my combat skills. "Ready Amica Mae?" Still with that angry expression on his face he asked. I gulped nervous.

"As I'll ever be Captain" I responded still nervous by the way.

I took to a defensive stance, my mind already erasing the fact that there were people watching us. I blew out a breath. Although I knew I didn't stand a chance against the person that was my opponent I wasn't going to go down without so much as a fight.

The only reaction I got was a cold and bored look from the Angel..okay now that's just rude. What's up his ass this morning?

"Any day now Amica mea" okay that did it. With a speed I'm sure he didn't expect, I moved very fast towards him and swung my fist towards his face but he easily dodged it... Sure he was surprised by my quick response but that didn't stop him from being much more quicker than I was.

Next I swung my leg in an attempt to kick his abdomen but that also was a fail, it felt like he could read my every move. The truth was that I could pretty much handle myself in a fight after all I was taught by my very own mother, I know my mom is just so full of surprises. My dad always called her his warrior queen and for some reason I actually felt that, that wasn't just a nickname in the slightest.

I know you're wandering why on Earth will a mother start training her 8 years old daughter to fight, at such a young age. Well beats me she always said it was for me to be able to defend myself when the time comes or something, I don't really know, my memory from back then is really foggy.

I noticed that since we started the training section Seker has only been on the defense not making any move to attack me. I know I should feel flattered but I really didn't. It felt like he wasn't putting his mind into our training.

I used my fist to repeatedly try to punch him but he blocked it all, I couldn't get any form of reaction from him, which was very frustrating.

Suddenly he used his hand to catch one of my thrown fist I was suddenly caught off guard. I gulped.

Using that same hand, he held my closed palm slightly tight and used a mild force to drag me closer to him. A lot closer to him. He then proceeded to spin me around so that my back was facing his chest. "Do you feel that Amica mea?" I gulped Very much audibly. I could definitely feel it. Oh God is that what I think it is.

"That's what you do to me every fuckin time I lay my eyes on you Amica mea" he whispered low into my ear. I'll have to admit this side of Seker was a major turn on. Just that I wasn't specifically used to it. "Uhm guys you do know we are still very much here right?" Arazela's voice suddenly called out. Shit I forgot all about them.

I quickly moved away from Seker as if he burnt me.

"Ahem. Let's continue" I felt shy suddenly my cheeks probably a flaming red by now.

I released a tense breath, looking everywhere but at the tall male, 'why am I the only one embarrassed here?'

He had better keep his hands and body to himself because the next time he pulls off a move like that I don't think I would be able to not jump the biblical creature's bones. Let's just pray I last to the end of the training.