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“FUCKKKKK!” I grit out, and Pierce chuckles.

“Well, that was dramatic of you.” He plops, sighing and all of them drop like flies, well, aside from Saint who has been laying down, sleeping on the cold black marble.

“Fuck ’em. They’ll live,” I shrug and Genesis shakes his head.

“Hell, I think someone said they’d rather die than not be yours.” He looks at me and I pout.

“What’s that go to do with me?” I say coldly and he shakes his head.

“Nothing… nothing at all I guess.”

“Exactly. I just came down here to get me some of this miasma shit and get back to my Little Baby,” I mutter and Gannon nods.

“Yeah, and I just want to get back to my shop,” Gannon murmurs

“Shit, I have papers to grade,” Pierce huffs

“I have a fucker to harass,” Wilder smiles devilishly.

“Hell, we all have something to do, so cheers to almost being done. One day down, two days to go,” Genesis mutter and Echo quietly nods while Saint lets out a loud ass snore.

“Wait,” Mother speaks, voice low, head tilting like she’s trying to decide if we’re all insane or just stupid. “What do you mean one day down and two to go?” she states after finally calming down from the harem’s dismissal.

“What the fuck you mean what he means? It’s very straight cut and dry…” I sit up straighter. “Today. This hell visit. Whatever this is. Day one is done. We are here until Saturday morning, so we ended our first day… it’s pretty self-explanatory,” I tell her, but she shakes her head …

“But we’re here for three weeks,” she reveals.

Everything stops.

Wilder’s jaw drops.

Genesis rises out of his chair like he’s been set on fire.

Gannon chokes on a cherry pit.

And Saint wakes up, glaring.

Even Echo cocks a brow, Pierce’s head snaps, up and his eyes narrow as I rise from my throne.

“What the fuck are you talking about three fucking weeks?” I growl and my father steps in with a smooth and calming aura, but ain’t shit calming about this!

“Let me explain… technically, what you all are saying is correct. Wearehere until Saturday,” he tells us, and we all let out a collective breath of relief. “But,”he adds and we all get wound tight again. “Time in the Hell is… accelerated,” he states and I snarl.

“What exactly does that fucking mean?!” I snap.

“I… it means L-Lord Lust, that… one Earth day… is equal to one Hell week.”

“WHAT?!” we all roar.

The thought sends fire crackling under my skin as heat and fury surges like it’s about to crawl out of me and burn through the stone beneath our feet.

“S-so you’re saying… I’ll be gone from Jessica for three weeks?! Three. Fucking. Weeks?!”

“Oh she’ll be fine,” Mother scoffs dismissively, waving a hand, pissing me off. I bite down so hard I taste blood.

“I’m getting the fuck up out of here,” I whisper, though my voice echoes through the halls, shaking the pillars, but she holds me back.

“If you don’t stay,” she hisses. “You’ll rupture. You’ll explode, Milord! You’ll rip that girl apart the next time you touch her. You’ll destroy her without even meaning to.”