Be Careful What You Wish For: A Zombie Apocalypse-Chapter 245: Welcome To My World

I wasn’t too proud to admit that I completely froze as Désiré got up off his lounge chair on the other side of Dimitri and walked over to where I was still lying on Salvatore.

"I have to admit," I said, clearing my throat. "I didn’t see this coming. I thought you hated me."

With his heart literally in his hands, Désiré shrugged his shoulders. "People all have assumptions about Lust, both the demon and the sin. There is a reason why people differentiate between in love and in lust. And everyone knows that being in lust is only a temporary state."

It was like I had swallowed my tongue; I had no idea how to respond to his statement. However, I don’t think it was necessary. While Désiré might be looking in my direction, he wasn’t looking at me.

"When others see me, either as a demon or before, I was always nothing more than a quick fuck. The man that could give imaginable pleasure, but not one you would take home to meet the parents. I have perfected acting like that... but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t rip out my heart every time it happens."

Shaking his head, he blinked his eyes, and I could tell that I had his attention back again. "You terrify me," he admitted with a sigh. "You are everything that I would or would possibly want. If I had the ability to create my dream woman, you are her. Your strength, your humor, your ability to keep going even when the world is literally crashing down around you draws me in like a moth to the flame."

I remained silent, taking in his words just like all the guys around me were doing. None of us make a joke or tried to relieve the tension. We were all there for him, just like we would continue to be in the future.

But it surprised me just how much his words were different from the Lust and Désiré I had seen before. Then again, we all wear a mask, especially when it came to the fear of being hurt.

Letting out a long breath, Désiré continued. "You met Pride and Greed first before I ever came around, and you had known them for almost your entire life. How could I compete with them? No sane person would pick a ’man whore’ over two beings that held your hand through thick and thin. I thought I could just brush it off, make myself slimy enough to turn your stomach. That way, I could justify it as I was the one who turned you away, not that you saw the real me and still chose to reject me in favor of one of my brothers."

"I get it," I replied, my eyes never leaving his own. I could see the self hatred inside the golden orbs as they clung to me like I was a lifeline and he was drowning. It was the same look I knew I would have seen in the mirror after Père made his demands. When you think you are too dirty for something clean, you will put up the walls to protect yourself. It was only natural.

Holding out my hand, everyone around us watched as Lust’s shard floated across the distance between me and him before resting in my palm. "There was never a chance in hell that I would ever choose between any of you," I continued, looking up at the demon in front of me.

"Even when Pride and Greed were nothing more than Voice #1 and Voice#2, I still couldn’t choose only one. I consider each and every one of you my consolation prize for having such a shitty life. And since you are a consolation prize, you need to come to terms with the fact that I am never giving you up... any of you."

Clenching my hand around the golden shard, I brought it closer to my heart so it could merge with Pride’s and my shard.

"Even if you regret your decision today, it is too late. I don’t let go of what is mine, and you are mine. I earned you with blood, sweat, tears, and more bodily fluids than I will ever admit to. Do you understand me?" I asked, cocking my head to the side as I watched Lust/Désiré close his eyes as his soul merged with mine.

He took in a deep breath like it was his first time as he shifted into his pure demon form. His skin was nothing short of beautiful... what Midas wished he looked like. The gold markings on his skin moved like molten lava as they danced and twirled on his skin.

His skin was a lighter shade of gold, becoming the perfect backdrop for the markings. I continued to watch as his wings sprung from his back, snapping out from his shoulder blades. Even his horns and tail seemed to be enjoying the feeling of whatever was going on side of him.

"Holy shit," breathed Lust as he looked at his hands. "I didn’t know..."

"I know," grunted Pride in complete agreement. "It is like no other feeling in the world. Being in our demon forms used to feel constraining, like we didn’t fit into our bodies quite right..."

"But this..." continued Lust, his eyes getting bigger as he turned his attention away from his body and to me. "I don’t..." freewёbnoνel.com

Raising an eyebrow, I cocked my head to the side as I tried to fight back the smile on my face. The childish wonder as if he was experiencing everything for the first time was adorable. I really had no other way to describe it.

"Even if you hate it," I replied, forcing my face to go blank. "You are stuck with it. You gave me your shard and said that I could do what I wanted with you. I have. Now suck it up."

"Thank you," sighed Lust, his eyes closing again as he shrunk back down into Désiré’s body. "It’s like I have a new lease on life. I didn’t know..."

"You do have a new lease on life," I agreed. "And I am the creditor. Welcome to my world, Lust. I hope you are prepared for what will come next."