Devilish secretary
Chapter 371 Nightmare

Chapter 371: Chapter 371 Nightmare

There was only darkness. It stretched forever like an empty sea. Cold. Silent. Endless.

And then—

A flicker.

A soft light blinked into existence, faint and distant, like a star trying to shine through fog and from the darkness, he opened his eyes.

He didn’t know who he was at first. But then, like an echo in the back of his mind... a name came to him.

Sebastian.

He blinked again, and slowly, the darkness gave way to a strange vision.

A quiet lakeside.

A woman sitting at the edge with her feet just touching the water. Her hair was open, gently moving with the breeze. She looked calm... but also heavy with silence.

It was Lilith.

He tried to call out to her, but no sound came from his throat.

She couldn’t hear him.

She didn’t even know he was watching.

"I waited for him..." she whispered, staring at the water. "But he’s been gone for a year. He didn’t love me."

The words hit him like ice water.

From the side, a man appeared.

"You shouldn’t wait for him," the man said softly.

He felt a jolt of panic. It stabbed through the numbness like glass to frozen skin. He wanted to scream. To move. To tell her he was there.

But he couldn’t speak.

"Yeah, you’re right," Lilith replied, her voice flat, empty.

She stood up and walked away with the stranger.

"No... no," he whispered, but only the silence heard him.

The lake faded.

The scene around him cracked and changed.

And then... fire.

He blinked once and found himself staring into the depth of hell itself.

A crimson sky stretched endlessly above black mountains. The ground was forged of ash and stone. The wind carried a strange music—both haunting and beautiful. Shadows bowed as one.

Lilith stood in the middle of it all.

But she wasn’t the same.

Her dark hair was open but this time it swirled like midnight silk behind her, moving with power. Her eyes glowed a piercing blue, sharp like ice, dangerous like thunderclouds. And everyone around her bowed low, whispering her name with trembling respect.

She wore dark robes laced with gold, her figure regal, powerful, and breathtaking. Flames danced around her like they obeyed her command.

She wasn’t human.

She was their Queen.

And everyone around her fell to their knees in respect.

"Your Majesty," they whispered.

Lilith didn’t smile. She didn’t speak. She just stood there, calm and unreadable.

Then, the same voice as before—cool and sharp—spoke again.

"The Emperor of Hell has awakened."

Lilith turned her head slightly, her expression unchanged. "Take me to him," she said.

And the ground itself seemed to part for her path.

Sebastian followed, invisible and silent, as she entered a grand black castle.

Now she was walking down a grand hallway carved from obsidian, glowing runes floating along the edges. At the end stood a massive door, gilded in silver bones and ancient flame.

She pushed it open and stepped into a luxurious room bathed in blood-red light.

In the center stood a massive black tomb.

And beside it... stood a man.

Sebastian tried to focus on his face, but the image remained blurred. Mysterious. Powerful.

Lilith’s eyes lit up the moment she saw him. Not with fire. But with something softer. Something that hurt to watch.

Longing.

Recognition.

Love.

The man turned toward her. His voice was deep, velvet-smooth, laced with centuries of hunger.

"I’ve waited for you... for centuries, my dear," the man said in a deep, rich voice. It was the kind of voice that melted walls and bent hearts.

The kind of voice that made the world stop breathing.

Lilith stepped forward and gave him a slow, knowing smile.

"I understand," she whispered. "I’m back. We’ll be together now."

He opened his arms.

"Come here."

She walked into his embrace without hesitation.

And he held her like she was the last thing in the world that mattered.

Sebastian—he—felt something crush inside his chest. The suffocating pressure pulled him deeper into despair. He couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t scream. Couldn’t stop watching.

Then the scene tore apart.

Shattered like glass.

And he woke up.

Gasping.

Alone.

The world he returned to was cold and unfamiliar. A hospital room. White walls. Blinking lights.

He sat up and reached for something—anything but everything felt distant. Wrong.

He looked around, hoping she was still near.

She wasn’t.

Lilith was gone.

The nurses didn’t know where she was. The assistants said she vanished. Even Quinn looked uneasy when asked.

Days turned into weeks. Weeks into months. And then a year passed.

But Lilith never returned.

He felt his mind break piece by piece.

In the end, he couldn’t take it anymore.

He tried to take his own life more than once. Just so he could find her again.

If she was in hell... maybe he would go there too.

Maybe then, she would look at him again.

But every time—someone saved him.

Dragged him back.

Cursed him with breath.

He would lie awake at night, looking at the ceiling, wondering why fate was so cruel.

Then one day... a letter came.

A black envelope sealed with a mark from the underworld.

Inside: an invitation.

A wedding in hell.

Lilith was marrying the Emperor.

The woman who once loved him so much.

...now stood dressed in dark, glittering robes at the grand altar of the underworld.

Sebastian wasn’t allowed to enter, but through the edge of magic, he watched it all.

He saw her smile.

He saw her eyes soften as the Emperor cupped her face.

He saw them lean in.

And when they kissed... the sound of the underworld roared like a storm.

Something inside him shattered.

The silence was louder than any scream. The scene blurred again, pulling him back into endless darkness.

But this time, no light followed.

Only the ache.

And she was no longer his.

****

Alexander gasped sharply, his chest rising and falling as he shot upright. Sweat clung to his forehead, dripping down his temples as if he had just emerged from fire. His hands gripped the edge of the sheets tightly, knuckles pale.

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