Chapter 87 - Covering Her Beauty

Name:The Villain Author:tanu_sam
Santiago pretended as if he hadn't heard what she just said and continued dragging her back to the room. Regardless, his body was shaking with an ungodly amount of rage. 

How dare she say that he was looking for his Percy in her? 

There was a big difference between the two of them. One was his reason for living and the other was his damnation. How could both be similar? 

It was like one was heaven and another was hell. 

Yeah, he admitted that there were many resemblances in both of them. Yet, he knew better than anyone how unique both girls were from each other.

Persephone, who was getting dragged for speaking her mind, held Santiago's hand which was holding her another hand, and then pricked her sharp teeth on his wrist resulting in getting out of his hold. 

"If I say I am not going with you...it means I am not going with you!" The drunk Persephone adamantly said. She was Persephone Bloody Marino! She would not let this sinfully gorgeous Villain trample on her dignity. 

"If you are not going with me, then who will you be going with?" Villain asked her indifferently as he tucked his hands in his jean pocket. It was as if this trouble hadn't bitten him. 

Persephone was stumped for a minute. Then, she lifted her chin like a badass queen and proudly said, "I still have my beauty here. I will go with him. You can leave." 

"Oh really?" Santiago raised his brow and his gaze shifted behind her head. 

Following his gaze, she turned back only to find Romeo and Emmanuel kissing hungrily. Like really ravenously... Her eyes widened as she realized what was happening in the middle of the open ground. 

These two… 

Persephone immediately shut her eyes. Refusing to believe that her Romeo was in actuality never her. 

He… he never wanted a Juliet. 

[Damn you, Shakespeare for messing with my head.] 

"Oh, God," Persephone sobbed. "Why must I be so unlucky?!"

"Stop with drama already!" Santiago's voice made her realize that she was not alone there. A certain smug villain was standing beside her. 

[He must be feeling like he was flying on the clouds?] 

"This...all is your fault!" Persephone glared at him. 

"My fault?" Santiago gaped at her. "How is this my fault? It's clearly your fault that you failed to seduce that boy. Tsk. Tsk. I must say your taste in men is just like you… unreliable and poor." 

"Shut up!"

"Haha... Truth hurts, doesn't it?" Santiago mocked her. 

"Go to hell, you wicked man," Persephone shouted at him. 

"Where the hell are you going now?" Santiago yelled as he saw her walking in the opposite direction. 

"To beat the hell out of Emanuel. How dare you covet my beauty?" He heard Persephone saying. 

"You shameless woman! Come back!" Santiago yelled again and tread faster to drag her back with him. 

"I'm seriously damning the day I met you," Persephone growled. 

"Back at ya, babe." 

"We are going back to our room," Santiago added. 

"Wait. Wait. I want to see what I am missing," Persephone interrupted. Her eyes shamelessly watched Emmanuel and Romeo's every action. "Look...how hungrily Romeo is sucking Emmanuel's lips. And see how his hands manage to touch the right spot like the G-spot and you can tell from Emmanuel's face that he is trembling… Wait, do men have G-spot?" 

"Seriously, Red?" Santiago scowled. "This is your commentary on two people making out? Don't you have anything else to do?"

"Don't be miser, Villain," Persephone slurred." I'm just watching how a real man should actually kiss. It's so freaking hot…" 

Santiago grabbed her shoulder and made her look at him. He pinched her chin and uttered," Are you trying to say I never kissed you like a man?"

Persephone blinked her eyes innocently and said, "You did? How come I never remember?" She felt an arm pulling her ass ahead and in a moment, she was thrown into the air and found that he was carrying her like a sack of potatoes. 

He is so freaking unromantic. She pities the woman who is going to marry him. 

Villain only placed her on the ground when they were inside their bedroom. He immediately closed up the door and then locked her between his chest and the door frame. 

"Since you don't remember how I kissed you and how much better I was than that damn boy...how about I remind you?"Santiago murmured against her lips. 

Stupid Persephone beamed at him, completely forgetting that she was inside the tiger's lair. She wrapped her arms around his neck and connected her lips that taste like vodka with his chocolate tasting ones. The chocolate taste on his lips must be the desert that he had stolen from her. 

When he finally kissed her back, she felt as if she was transported into a different zone where the sky erupted as something boomed inside her stomach when his tongue tangled with hers, fighting for dominance. This feeling was indescribable. What she was feeling at this moment was something she had never felt before. This dizzy and fuzzy feeling made her feel like a teenager who was for the first time had fallen in love. 

Surely, she and Santiago had done things dirtier than just a simple kiss. Again, it was no simple kiss. It was a battle of tongues. A battle where both of them were fighting to accept that there was indeed something between them, something more than the apparent lust. 

Perhaps, it's what people call chemistry. But if it's the so-called chemistry then she must say that this chemistry was the worst concept she ever had the privilege of knowing… sometimes it exists even between the most incompatible people...

Take her and this sensual villain for example. 

"Say Red, did I meet your expectations?" Villain whispered as he 

"You might have blown the charts…" Persephone said, breathing heavily. 

Santiago smirked knowingly at her. He was about to pull her but stopped when he saw Persephone was on the way to puke all over him…

Way to spoil the mood, Red… 

"You are not puking the shit on me," Santiago told her whole dragging her to the washroom. 

Can he just send her back to where he stole her from? 

….

The following morning Persephone woke up feeling like complete shit. Her head hurts as if someone had slammed it against the wall and had stitched it back after cracking it open. 

Groaning, she tried to remember if she had indeed by hit by someone or something… 

Suddenly, the memories of the last night come flying to get making her feel even shitier. 

She was reminded of the dirty truth and dare game. 

Then, the drinking shots made by Jammie like a lunatic. 

Then, more daring truth and silly dares…

More drinking…

Shit, her climbing on mount Everest or that's what she thought she was doing… 

As if these memories were less to make her want to hide in the bathroom forever and only come out after earth finally faces apocalypse, she was reminded of how she gave a piece of mind to Villain…

And after that...all her memories are fuzzy….

[But why do I have a feeling that it's better if I don't remember those? I haven't done something that I am going to regret for the rest of the life, have I? Like getting a tattoo saying 'Villain is best' on my boobs or ass?]

She let out a loud groan as she discovered where her thoughts were heading. She moved as her bladder was about to give up on her. Ugh, she needed to pee fast or she would die right here on the bed. 

She didn't wanna become a subject of the headline -- girl died by not peeing on the bed with her captor. 

She tossed the sheets from her body and was about to change position to run towards the washroom when she realized…

[Dear Lord of mine...why in the biggest fucking fuck I am fucking naked?]

[So many, curses in the sentence, Persephone Juliet Marino. But who the fuck cares?! ]

Immediately, her eyes shifted to the Adonis lying beside her and found him naked as well. Well, as naked as he was born today. 

Persephone made a crying face saying 'We didn't...right?' 

At this time, she had forgotten that she needed to pee fast and necessarily… 

"We certainly did," Persephone yelled as she moved and felt a sting down there. You know the area… 

"Even my voice is hoarse…" 

Santiago was awakened by the yelling sound of a crazy woman. He rubbed his eyes in a lazy and very very sexy manner and Persephone had to remind herself that it wasn't the right time and place to think about such things. 

"Why on this green earth are you yelling in the morning?" Santiago asked her in a sleepy voice. 

"Oh lord, I need to go to the washroom fast," Persephone stood up with a wince and glared at him for being responsible for her being not able to walk. "And I will beat the shit out of you once I come back," she threatened him running towards the washroom holding her stomach. She didn't even realize that she was running naked… 

Santiago laughed. There was nothing sexual about this moment but somehow he found her extremely seductive. His thoughts went back to last night as he remembered this woman forced her on him.. He would never forget the night when he was 'taken advantage of' by the woman who was half of his size and no match to his power.