Page 54 of Sinful Obsession

The horsemen exchange glances, their expressions darkening with understanding. Kaua grins, his teeth gleaming. “I can make that happen.”

“They will know pain,” Vito says, his tone light but edged with malice. “They’ll destroy themselves before we even have to lift a finger.”

“I’ll drain them of everything they hold dear,” Nevan adds, his voice soft and chilling. “Their life, their hope, their will.”

Ewan steps forward, his gaze meeting mine. “And when they’ve suffered enough, I’ll bring them to you. Their deaths will be yours to command.”

My heart swells with a dark pride as I look at them, my horsemen, my loyal harbingers of destruction. They would raze the earth for me, and I would let them.

“Do it,” I say, my voice unwavering. “Make them suffer. Make them beg. And when they do, make sure I can hear it.”

They nod as one, their loyalty absolute. Each of them turns toward the portal, drawing upon its energy, their powers growing even stronger as they prepare to ride forth and unleash their wrath upon humanity.

Kaua steps forward first, his fists glowing with a fiery energy that crackles and burns. “War will come to them,” he says, his voice a growl. “And it won’t end until there’s nothing left.”

Vito follows, his smirk widening as he raises his hand, his power shimmering in the air. “They’ll turn on each other,” he says. “Their minds will be mine to twist and break.”

Nevan moves next, his presence growing colder, his aura of famine spreading outward. “They’ll starve,” he says, his voice barely above a whisper. “Of everything.”

Ewan steps last, his touch bringing a chill to the air as he brushes past me. “And in the end,” he says, his voice steady and final, “there will be only death.”

As they prepare to leave, Asmodeus moves beside me, his hand resting on my shoulder. “You’ve embraced your destiny, my love,” he says, his voice low and filled with pride. “You are everything I knew you would be.”

I turn to him, my eyes burning with determination. “This is only the beginning.”

He smiles, his fangs glinting in the dim light. “Then let us make it a beginning worth remembering.”

As I watch the horsemen step through the portal, their forms disappearing into the swirling darkness, I feel no remorse. No hesitation. Only purpose. Only power.

This is what I was meant to do. To rule. To destroy. To create. The world will burn, and from its ashes, we will rise.

And I will stand at the center of it all, a queen in the chaos, my lover and my horsemen by my side.

Forever.

46 - Lilith

Istand at the threshold of the world, my gaze fixed on the horizon, where the land stretches out before me like a canvas. The four of them are with me, my horsemen, each one embodying the very essence of destruction that now courses through the Earth. The world is about to change, and we are the catalysts of that change.

With the portal’s energy coursing through us, we have become something far greater than what we were. Each of them is more powerful than ever, their true forms revealed, their abilities honed to perfection. I can feel the power in the air, crackling with anticipation. The time has come to set the world ablaze, and it will burn until there is nothing left but ash.

Asmodeus stands at my side, his arm around my waist, his presence grounding me. He is my king, my lover, my equal. Together, we are unstoppable. I look up at him, and he meets my gaze with a smile that makes my heart quicken. This is whatwe were born for—this destruction, this reign of darkness. And it will be glorious.

Vito steps forward, his movements smooth and controlled, his eyes glinting with the thrill of what’s to come. He doesn’t speak, but his very presence shifts the air, filling it with an oppressive weight. He is Conquest, the harbinger of corruption, the one who will tear the fabric of the world apart.

Kaua moves next, his broad shoulders rippling with power, his fists clenched at his sides. His rage is a force of nature, and when he moves, the Earth trembles beneath him. He is War, and when he takes action, nothing is left standing in his wake.

Nevan steps behind him, his movements quiet, almost ethereal. He is the embodiment of Famine, and wherever he goes, hunger follows. The world will starve under his influence, crops will wither, and the weak will perish. His hunger is insatiable, and it will be the Earth that feeds him.

Ewan, my Death, stands at the rear. His presence is a void, a coldness that freezes the very air around him. He is the end of all things, the one who will take life from the world with a single touch. He is the silent force that will claim the souls of the living, leaving nothing but emptiness in his wake.

Together, we are unstoppable. And we are going to make this world burn.

I turn to face the sky, the winds beginning to howl as if in response to the energy building around us. The time has come to unleash hell.

“Go,” I say softly, my voice carrying the weight of command.

Vito doesn’t hesitate. He steps forward, his eyes narrowing as he surveys the world before him. His power surges, and I can feel it. The leaders of nations will bow to him, or they will burn. It doesn’t matter to him. His mind twists and manipulates, and soon, the world will be embroiled in war.

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