Sonia's POV

I looked into Ody's eyes, and saw there raw... fear? Was he worried that I was going to say no?

"Ok, Asmodeus, one date. Singular. You have messed with me so many times... you have one shot. Singular. To prove yourself to me." I stated to Ody.

His face lit up with the most beautiful smile I had ever seen grace his gorgeous features. "What. The. Actual. Fuck. Are. You. Thinking!?!?" My brain screamed at me.

"Really, Sonia? That's so great! So fucking great! Thank you!! I'll send you all the details and a car to collect you to meet me there." And with that, he disappeared.

I looked around me, slowly taking the premium suite I was clearly in.
Lush marble flooring and counters to match, black-out curtains and a four-poster bed with a massive canopy. This was only in the bedroom and ensuite! I rubbed my hands over the duvet and sheets - "This shit is at least one-thousand thread-count sheets! Heaven!" I thought to myself.

The sound of my feet padding from the bedroom, was the only thing to be heard as I made my way into the kitchen - made of more matching, smooth, marble. I put the kettle on to boil, and I hear a phone ring.

I trace the sound - back to the bedroom - and manage to snag the handset before it stops ringing.

"Hello?" I say into the mouthpiece.

"Miss Sonia, I've been asked by Mr. Ody to confirm your dinner reservation at 8pm, at The Olive Garden. Please, dress as nicely as you can." The elderly gentleman's voice sounded so patient and kind.

"Excuse me, who has paid for my room? And where might I find something to wear to dinner tonight?" I hurriedly asked him.

"Your room has been paid for - in advance - by Mr Ody. There are shops downstairs where you are able to get whatever you need - and bill it to the room." Was his answer.

"Thank you! Have a great day!" I said before hanging up.

Hearing the kettle boil, I padded my way back into the deluxe kitchen, to make a coffee. Glancing at the clock, I saw it was only eleven-thirty am.

"Coffee, shower slash shave shampoo-my-worries-right-outta-my-hair, then I'll attack the outfit issue." I thought and sang to myself.

Once I'd made my coffee, and sat on the balcony - taking in the outrageous view from the two-thousand, three-hundred and fourth-ninth floor (only a mild exaggeration, from the 'terrified of heights' section of my brain) these thoughts, as well as the one where I may aswell be filming the Twenty-First Century remake of Pretty Woman - with a shopping montage... billed to the room, paid for by the guy.

I jumped up out of my seat, my coffee cup smashing on the cement balcony floor as I questioned out loud "Am I a whore, and I don't know it?"

The thought alone, overwhelmed me, to the point that I burst into tears.
I was crying. Sobbing. Ugly crying.

I thought of my Mum.
Someone I hadn't thought about in some time - because her memory brings me pain and anger.
I wanted a hug, and I wanted it from my Mum!

This train of thought, only made me cry even harder.

All of a sudden, there was a loud pounding on my suite door, and the phone was ringing.

I hollered out "Just a second!"
As I snagged my ringing phone, and swiped answer to what looked... to... be... the... hotel's phone number??
WTF?

Ody's POV

I'd materialised in the alleyway directly behind the hotel I put Sonia up in. I sensed too many emotions from her in the past fifteen-to-twenty minutes for Peter to have not used his Mother's life-force to try and escape.

As I enter the foyer itself, I can see at least five humans in hotel uniforms, doing, well, nothing. So I snag one on my way to the lift.
"I want you to call Sonia in the Executive Suite! Until. You. Get. An. Answer! Am I clear!?!" I demanded as the lift doors opened.

I dashed into them, and swiped my personal card for the executive suite.

"Do I need to call the Police, Fire or Ambulance, too?" the kid asks me in response quickly, as he sees me jab the button to close the doors.

"No!" Is my only response before the doors shut.
"If only I didn't install cameras in the lifts, dammit!" I thought to myself, "I could have been at her door by now."

Finally, the lift doors opened, and I went running for the door to her suite.

It. Was. Locked!

I'd erected magical barriers to prevdnt anyone being able to get in there - with the exception of welcomed hotel staff. With the catch that if they mean her harm, they also cannot enter.

But it seems as though someone added a layer to the barrier that included me.

I smashed my fists on the door, because as soon as I approached, I heard the sound of breaking glass.

"Sonia! It's ody! Open the door! Let. Me. Iiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnn!"

More banging.
More yelling.
This went on for eternity!! Ok, slight exaggeration... but five minutes, non-stop, at least!

Finally I heard her voice yell out "Just a second!" Followed much quieter with "What the Fuuuu?" And then finally I heard her footsteps heading towards the front door.

And it was then, that I was blessed with the sight of her face. So beautiful, so angry, so strong!

A/N

Ever-so-slightly shorter chapter than normal.
But if I didn't stop it there....? It was gonna be a 2 month-4000 word chapter!!

This way 1 month, 1000 now... 3,000 later! 😉😉😉😉😉😉

Question of the Chapter

Do you think Ody/Asmodeous is being truthful?
Does he WANT something from her?
If yes, what?
If no, why is he fucking with her/her life?

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~Sonia Rose 🥀