I can't help it. (Asmodeus Alice x reader)

Chapter 2: The Preperations

"Get up my dear, we have a ball to attend to tonight!!~"

I boredly moved my head to the side, stood from my bed, and walked past her.

"Mother you know I-"

"I got you a new dress!~ Look!~"
She chirped, completely ignoring my refusal.

"But-"

"No buts! Girls!~" In a swift moment two maids appeared her with a dress, boots, bow, and many accessories.

"Mother-"

"We'll meet at the carriage Y/n!~"

Alice's pov:

I was in my room, preparing for the upcoming ball that night. I let out a sigh, this was the last thing I wanted to do, I was sure the other major devil families would have eyes on me, ready to start political conversations I didn't want to be a part of.

But the worst were the fangirls.

I always hated them. They always had the same yandere aura, which made me want to just run away and quit being a prince.

I much more met them at balls so I tried to stay in the corner. That didn't mean I escaped their hands.

When I was about to meet my fiancée, I thought that she will be the same-

Although...

Something was different about her.

She didn't had the look the fangirls gave me, she just stood quietly with an uninterested expression.

It didn't make me angry or something but it was kind of-

Cute.

Wait... Asmodeus what are you thinking?!

I claimed myself in my head, keeping the same stoic expression, although tints of pink could be seen on my cheeks, which I ignored.

I finished straightening my shirt, a perfect fit made by my own tailor. A knock in the door sounded as a servant notified me of my mother waiting in the carriage outside.

Third person pov:

Asmodeus exited his room, walking down the hallway, with his usual expression.
He wasn't in the best mood for this event, but he could attend... only to "make a good appearance" like his mother said.

He stepped out of the mansion, his eyes falling on the carriage waiting. He swiftly slipped in, gaving a nod to the carriage driver, sitting beside his mother and waiting as it began the journey to the ball venue.

"Sooo how does my little Prince like his fiancée?~" his mother, Amarylis Asmodeus, rather called Amu, asked with a mischievous grin, while her breasts where half exposed which made him sigh.

"She's... fine. I suppose."
Asmodeus answered, his tone a bit dry. He knew this marriage was out of convenience for his parents.

Amu smirked at her son's answer, obviously trying to get more information that she could torment him with later.

"Come now, that's far from enough. Surely you have more to say about the soon-to-be wife of yours!!"

Asmodeus rolled his eyes at his mother's persistent tone. It was annoying and tiring, but he had to respond one way or another.

"She's... wait why are you even so curious, mother?"

"I saw her before you did. Why do you think I agreed to this arrangement? She's perfect for you." Amarylis said turning a bit serious.

Asmodeus turned his gaze to her mother, before finally answering.
"She's... intelligent. Independent. And... beautiful. I suppose you could say more than just "fine"" he spoke hesitantly, looking out the window to avoid his mother's gaze.

Amu's smirk only widened at her son's words. She found it amusing that he was hesitating to admit that he found his fiancée attractive, although she expected that.

"Mmm~ see now, that's much better." She replied, a hint of mockery in her voice. "I knew you had something more to say. I wonder If you'll be more honest when you two are alone-"

"Mother!" Asmodeus turned to her with red face. He didn't knew what was that feeling but he was... embarrassed? Although he was embarrassed many times when his mother mocked him, he didn't feel like that about a girl. A certain girl to be exact, his future wife.

"I'm sorry dear, I'm just imagining you both standing on the altar, you would look so cute! " She chuckled, as he, again, turned around.

"I'm just happy my son finally found someone..."

"Did you say something, mother?"

"No, of course not honey!"

~Author's note~
Well how is it?👹

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