A/N: Once again, THIS STORY ISN'T MINE! I can't take credit for writing this masterpiece, I just copied and pasted it from tumblr so it can reach a larger audience! The writer of this story is tumblr user storiesoftheseven . Here's the link to the master post of Falling For the Devil : post/116271170930/fftd-master-post

For the first brief second after Annabeth woke up it felt like the simple start to another day. Her toes curled as she stretched, her back popping and arms getting the stiffness worked out of them. She grabbed her phone and hit the snooze button momentarily, it was Saturday- she had nothing to do all day.

She rolled onto her side and thought that getting a few more minutes of sleep would be nice when everything from the previous day came rushing back. She shot out of bed, her left hand lifting up- the sun light coming through the windows glinting off of the large diamond.

The panic started rising in her chest again and this time she had the foresight to grab a pillow and lock herself in the bathroom. A large scream erupted from her throat as she muffled the sound of it through her pillow. It took a minute to calm down- to stop feeling like the world was caving in on her.

She threw the pillow back onto the bed when she emerged from the bathroom. This, being here, made everything all too real. She'd barely had twenty four hours to get used to being engaged- and getting married.

How Percy disguised his emotions baffled her to no end. She couldn't understand how to put the mask up, the one that said 'she didn't care' or that she had everything 'under control' because she didn't. She didn't have her emotions in check in the slightest.

Annabeth found her workout clothes and decided a run would be worth her sanity but she had no idea where she could run. She supposed one of her two body guards could show her where to run if she asked. She changed, threw her hair up in a ponytail and brushed her teeth. She grabbed her iPod and headphones before she opened the door and walked into the hallway.

The first thing she noticed was the two guys hanging out by her bedroom door, the second thing she noticed was how extravagant the hallway was. Being a manipulative son of a bitch must have been profitable.

One of the guys noticed her attire and began walking as the other guy ushered her forward, all without saying a word to her. She wondered if this was how her life around here was going to be, no one saying a word to her unless it was Percy commanding things- bullying her.

Would the only social interaction she received be outside of these walls, her new home?

She shook her head as she kept walking, following these two men around endless corridors. Finally, they stopped in front of some doors. One bodyguard held the door open while the other walked inside with her. The home gym was nothing short of professional.

But, of course it would be.

She walked straight toward the treadmill if she couldn't run outside then this would have to do. She stuck her earphones in and turned up her playlist.

Annabeth was three miles in when she finally opened her eyes and studied her surroundings. She noticed then someone using the weights in front of her. Their back was to her- and what a back it was. Toned, defined and taut. Her eyes drifted for a moment before they wandered up and she finally noticed the jet black hair. Annabeth clenched her jaw when she realized it was the dipshit who had gotten her into this entire mess, Percy Jackson.

His stupid arms were in the middle of lifting the weights up, exposing every single bit of muscle to her. As much as she hated him for multiple reasons she couldn't deny the fact that he was good looking. All it took, however, for her mind to reel itself in was the threat he made to her family and the large engagement ring on her ring finger.

Disgust creeped into her veins as she shut her eyes and felt bile churn in her stomach. She looked down at the treadmill and realized she had almost finished five miles. The plan was to do ten but now that he was in the same room she wanted to leave.

She quickened her pace on the treadmill and finished in no time. Her fingers stabbing the off button when she was finished. She grabbed her iPod and walked toward the door, one of her bodyguards handed her a bottled water and a towel to wipe her face when she reached it.

"Thanks." She muttered quietly, hoping not the draw attention to herself- she didn't want a confrontation with him at eight in the morning.

It was too early to be threatened and manipulated.

She was sure she had successfully avoided him when she recapped her bottled water and started walking back to her room.

"Annabeth."

She cursed under her breath and fought with every single ounce of control not to smart off to him, "Yeah?" She asked casually as she turned around.

Percy was wiping his face off with a towel as he sat on the weight bench, "Meet me in the dining room at nine for breakfast."

She nodded, "Okay." and with that she turned around and proceeded from the gym, she followed the two men guarding her back to her room. Where they waited just outside her doors as she showered and got dressed.

After her shower, she stood in her closet for a good fifteen minutes trying to decide what one wore to breakfast with a psycho. She finally settled on something her mother would wear around her home. It made her grimace as she pulled out a pair of dressy dark blue straight leg jeans and a long sleeve printed tie neck blouse. She quickly found a pair of black pumps and a black blazer to wear with it.

Both of which were not previously in her wardrobe. She shook her head as she laid the outfit on the bed and went to the bathroom to fix her hair and make up. Percy had added clothing to her closet. When? She had no idea, which creeped her out all the more- he hadn't been kidding yesterday when he said she'd been on his radar for a while.

Usually she straightened her curly hair but she was in no mood to spend that much time on her hair. After copious amounts of mousse and hairspray, her curls looked decent. After finishing her makeup she slipped on the clothing, tucking in the shirt and adding a belt to look less casual.

The walk to the dining area was a silent one, her heels reverberating in the corridor of the large mansion. She didn't know why he wanted to have breakfast with her, maybe to lay down some more rules for her to follow. Annabeth did know she had to ask what their story was. How were they going to pull off this engagement when no one knew they were 'dating' in the first place.

Honestly, she shouldn't even be worried about it. She should be fighting against this marriage with all that she had in her. But she wasn't an Olympian for nothing. She had been taught to pick and choose the battles she fought and to strike at the right time. A notion she had never really understood until now.

So, for now she would go along with all of this.

He was waiting for her when she walked into the dining area. Several bodyguards littered the area around him while he talked with someone at the head of the eight person mahogany table. Percy looked up when she walked in and regarded her with his usual non-display of emotions.

He held a hand out and gestured for her to sit next to him.

Annabeth walked forward with her head held high, someone pulled out the chair for her and she sat down. Some of the other bodyguards regarded her with curiosity as she poured herself a cup of coffee from the pot sitting in front of her chair.

She took a tentative sip as Percy went back to talking with whomever he was chatting with. It was her favorite blend, a dark roast she religiously bought from Starbucks. Annabeth couldn't decide if she was creeped out even more or if she thought is was sort of nice.

Why was he going through all of this effort if he was forcing her into this marriage. Last night with the dinner he had sent up and now with the coffee. It was little things, sure. But knowing he had taken the time to notice the little things meant he was trying to make her feel comfortable.

And being comfortable here, in this hellhole, was never going to happen.

"I trust you slept well." Percy said capturing her attention.

She put the coffee down and turned toward him, "As well as can be expected."

He chuckled taking his own sip of his coffee, "So, you're still upset then?"

Annabeth bit her lip so that she wouldn't yell at him, it took a minute to calm her beating heart, "I have right to be, I think… being forced to do something I don't want to do."

Percy nodded, "I don't really care how upset you are… just don't let it show when we're out in public."

She sighed and took another sip of her coffee, "Speaking of public… what's the story?"

He raised one perfect eyebrow at her question. She huffed in annoyance, "You know… no one knew we were dating and now we're engaged… how are we going to pull this off to my family and friends… half of which will be at the Gala tonight."

Percy smiled when he understood what she was asking, "I forget that you're so smart."

Annabeth rolled her eyes, "Then maybe you shouldn't surround yourself with idiots."

He laughed out loud, startling Annabeth, "Funny." He muttered when he stopped laughing.

"The story is that we were dating but because of my line of work we kept it a secret, you were attacked by someone trying to get to me and we decided it would be prudent for us to become public."

Annabeth held up her left hand and wiggled her fingers, "And how does this come into play?"

"Isn't that what people in love do? Get married?" He asked as someone set a plate of pancakes and sausage in front of him.

Annabeth shrugged, "You're asking the wrong person."

Percy looked at her then. She couldn't read his emotions because he kept them hidden, his face blank as he stared at her. Annabeth kept his gaze, refusing to break it until he looked away first. He did when someone placed vanilla yogurt with assorted berries and granola in front of her- a breakfast she ate every Saturday morning.

She looked over at him again, "How long exactly have you been watching me?"

Percy smirked as he poured syrup over his pancakes, "I already told you… a while."

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Annabeth didn't know how long she had been trying on dresses for this stupid gala. All she knew was that she was exhausted and this stylist was driving her insane. Her surly attitude and condescending looks were driving Annabeth up a wall.

Why couldn't she just pick out her own dress?

"Can I look through these dresses?" Annabeth finally asked. The stylist looked like she was offended but one glare from Annabeth silenced her. She got off the pedestal and glanced around the rack of dresses that had been brought in. She had already tried on four of them- all of them looked… not right for the occasion.

She flipped through them, unzipping bags and dismissing the ones that weren't right. Her gaze eventually zeroed on something that could work. She lifted the bag and handed it to the stylist while her assistant helped Annabeth out of the emerald chantilly lace cap sleeve ruched gown. It was a beautiful gown but not right for tonight.

When the dress was on Annabeth smiled at her reflection, this was the one. It was different and bridal. It had a while empire waist tulle skirt with a deep v neckline and cap sleeve bodice decorated in gold jewels and fabric. Her small chest just the right size for a dress like this.

"This is the one." Annabeth stated.

The stylist scoffed at her, "Are you sure? I thought that emerald green one looked stunning."

Annabeth shot her a look, "It did look wonderful but not the right kind of look we're going for tonight."

The stylist's expression looked confused for a few moments until Annabeth lifted her left hand and pushed some hair out of her face. The look on the girls face was priceless. Annabeth realized that this girl must have been apart of Percy's harem of girls at his disposal- to do what he wanted with. No doubt the girl was in love with Percy because of the way her eyes glossed over with tears.

Did she not understand what she was to him?

Annabeth looked away from the girl, so that she could have a moment to compose herself. She couldn't imagine how the girl felt, she briefly wondered how the girl even fell for Percy. Was he charming when trying to get something he wanted? If he was, she hadn't seen a drop of it.

The girl's assistant helped Annabeth out of her dress, she hung it up in a garment bag and handed it to a bodyguard to take to her room. When her clothes were changed Annabeth thought about saying something to the girl but she thought better of it. If Percy wanted to treat his girls this way then she shouldn't interfere…. right?

It wasn't her place to say a damn thing.

Besides, the room was probably bugged or something. She could get away with saying rude things to Percy but probably not saying them behind his back.

It was after lunch time when she emerged from the makeshift dressing room. The wedding planner was coming in an hour. Just enough time to eat lunch and freshen up. Percy had made sure to keep her plenty busy today.

Lunch was soup and a salad and she ate it by herself. Which gave her the perfect opportunity to check her phone. She hadn't done that at all today. Annabeth had a text from Thalia, informing her that she would be at Nico's all weekend. Something she was momentarily grateful for because that gave her another day before she had to lie to her best friend about her impending marriage.

After her busy morning she hadn't had a chance to really focus on the other thing on her agenda for the day. Wedding planning. She felt like she was bipolar in a way… her mind couldn't decide if it wanted to be afraid, angry or cynical.

The planner in her started making list of all the things she would need to discuss with the wedding planner. Things that needed to be done but her mind was reeling. She didn't know if she could do this, she didn't know if she could go in there and act like Percy Jackson's doting fiance. Someone who was in love with him when she barely knew him.

How in the world was this suppose to work?

The room began to spin a little as she pushed her plate away.

One of the maids walked over and took her plate, before she could walk away Annabeth looked up at her, "Please bring me a glass of white wine."

The maid nodded and walked away, she didn't even know if she could ask for things here but she did it anyways. Alcohol was the only way she was going to get through the next couple hours of wedding planning and then getting dressed for the Gala.

Where she would have to pretend all night.

The glass of wine was placed in front of her, "Thank you." Annabeth said looking up at the maid but it wasn't the maid.

It was Percy.

Annabeth pinched the bridge of her nose, she felt the beginning stages of a migraine, "What do you want?"

He chuckled and sat in the chair opposite her, "Just thought I'd drop in on you, make sure you were adjusting well."

Annabeth straightened up and rolled her shoulders back, working out the kinks in her bones, "Go away."

Percy raised an eyebrow, "I realize that you need some time to work out all of this but know that when you're in my home I expect you to treat me with respect."

Annabeth laughed, a hysterical sound, "I don't want to be in your home, you dragged me here." Percy sat up and walked around the table, he placed both hands around her- caging her in. He seemed to like that, making people think there was no escape.

"You keep forgetting who I am and who you're talking too, do I need to remind you?" He asked, his breath on her ear.

She shivered and shut her eyes, her friends faces appearing before her, "No." She whispered.

"Good." He said straightening up, "The wedding planner is here… she's in your new study."

Annabeth shook her head, "My study?"

Percy sighed and looked at her, "Yes, your study… this is your home now… you have access to certain things… an office or study is one of them. Whatever you wish to do in there is up to you."

Annabeth nodded as she tried to understand him- just a little bit. She was about to lose her sanity because one second he was threatening her then he was giving her something.

"Are you coming with me?" She asked.

He shook his head, "I have other things to tend to."

Annabeth nodded and sighed as she sat up, grabbing her wine glass, "So, I'm just suppose to pick out whatever I want?"

Percy nodded and walked with her to the door, "Yes, we'll discuss details tomorrow after the Gala." Annabeth walked through the door, she looked over at Percy as he chatted with her bodyguards. When he was finished he walked away not even sparing her a second glance.

The wedding planner was sitting on a couch in the middle of the room spreading out book after book of ideas. Annabeth looked at her briefly before noticing the study. One side of the wall was nothing but a large bookshelf. Books upon books had been placed there the other three walls were a dark grey and the furniture was white as well as the accent pieces. It was exactly the type of home office she would have wanted.

She sighed as she focused back on the wedding planner, her hand automatically reaching out to shake her hand, "Annabeth Chase."

The woman smiled, "Katie Gardner, it's so nice to meet you." Annabeth smiled and joined Katie on the couch.

"Tell me Annabeth, what have you always dreamed for in a wedding?"

Annabeth took a deep breath, "I… uh…. I honestly don't know."

Katie smiled at her, "Most brides don't really know where to begin."

She forced a smile on her face as she took a long pull of the wine, "Why don't we look through these books and you point out the things that you like… then we will have an idea of where to begin." Annabeth nodded as Katie handed her a large photo album. She started flipping through the book slowly, pointing to the things she liked and dismissing the things she hated.

She didn't really know Percy all that well but if she had to judge the things he liked, it was extravagance. He wanted people to know who he was and that he important, he exerted control in the lowest form.

By sheer force of hand.

The only reason Percy was in the position he was in was because he had forced anyone and everyone's hand to give him what he wanted. Including her.

So anything she picked out had an air of excellence about it. Large vases with billowy arrangements, crystals hanging from trees throughout a reception hall, chandeliers littering ceilings in a tent that draped around a room like it was hugging it. She could plan a large wedding, she didn't necessarily want a large wedding. She was more of a rustic/simple wedding type. With only her friends and loved ones.

To her a wedding shouldn't be about the show, it should be about the couple. But since neither she nor Percy loved each other then a show would have to do.

"Do you know how many guests you are inviting?" Katie asked holding a notepad and pen- jotting down notes anytime Annabeth picked out something she liked.

Annabeth bit her lip, "Probably upwards of around five or six hundred people." Katie nodded, not even fazed by the large number.

"What about bridesmaids and groomsmen?" Annabeth shook her head, she didn't want her friends and family involved in this wedding.

"I don't think we'll have attendants." Annabeth said, a little warily because she had no idea what Percy would want but she didn't think he had friends to stand beside him. The only people he had were the ones he paid to serve and guard him.

Katie nodded, "Okay, have you thought about your dress yet? That's something that needs to ordered as soon as possible."

Annabeth finished off her wine then, "I haven't even had a chance to look yet, it's been very whirlwind." she lied through her teeth.

Katie laughed, "I got that impression from Mr. Jackson when I spoke with him yesterday." Annabeth tried to manage a smile that looked sincere, "I can set up some appointments for you with some of the best wedding dress designers in the industry."

Annabeth nodded, "That would be great, thank you."

"We also need to decide on a date, Mr. Jackson said he would like it to be soon." Katie said pulling out her iPad.

Annabeth nodded as Katie started rattling off dates, the closest one being three months from today. She didn't know when he wanted to get married but she would assume he wanted to do it as soon as possible.

"June 14th sounds like the best date, although I will need to double check that date with… Percy." Annabeth said as conversationally as possible. Kate smiled and started typing away on the touchscreen tablet.

After Annabeth had gone through all of the books Katie asked her about colors so that she could draw up some plans to show her at their next meeting in two weeks. Annabeth had told her to keep it light and airy, nothing too rich unless it was as an accent. Katie had smiled and nodded in approval.

By the end of the meeting they had exchanged numbers so that Katie could contact Annabeth directly, instead of going through Percy.

Annabeth was sure she needed a shot of vodka or tequila if she was going to get through the last part of her day. She settled for ordering some tea as she made her way back to her room for some peace and quiet.

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"You look spectacular." Percy said as she walked toward him.

Annabeth hummed in appreciation, clutching her small purse, "Engagements are only announced once." Percy chuckled and turned toward the door. His main bodyguard opened the door to his car for them. He held his hand out for her to slide in first, Percy settled in beside her a moment later.

"How was your day?" Percy asked conversationally as the car started moving.

She eyed him suspiciously for a moment, "Busy… you made sure of that."

He nodded, "There was much that needed to be done and I can't handle everything myself."

Annabeth rolled her eyes, "It was all unnecessary things… if I hadn't been forced into this mess then these things wouldn't of needed to be handled."

Percy's face hardened and Annabeth knew she needed to shut up or change the subject, "The date for the wedding is June 14th, I told Katie I needed to check with you before it was finalized."

He pulled out his phone, "That should work and if it doesn't I'll have Reyna move my schedule around." Annabeth glanced at him, she wondered briefly if Reyna was another one of his girls.

"The stylist today," Annabeth proceeded cautiously, "She seemed upset when she found out we were engaged."

Percy slipped his phone back into his jacket pocket, a smirk on his face, "I have many admirers, Annabeth, girls who would love nothing more than to fill your shoes."

She almost rolled her eyes as her gaze floated forward, "Right."

"Annabeth." Percy said quietly.

She looked at him, "What?"

"I'm going to kiss you so that tonight when we do it in public you don't freeze up and try to push me away."

Annabeth leaned away slightly, "But yesterday when we made the deal-"

He sighed, "I'm not kissing you for recreational purposes, like I said yesterday I have many girls who keep me company in that respect. I'm kissing you so that tonight we look authentic. I don't need someone doubting our engagement."

Annabeth twisted the ring on her finger around several times while she looked at him. She didn't say anything as he pulled on her hand. Trying to get her to lean forward. She swallowed and leaned forward slightly, her stomach churning.

This was not something she was comfortable with, at all.

His lips pressed against hers and she noted that they were hard and not soft at all. Much like his personality.

He pulled back, "Come on, Annabeth… you look like a dead fish I need a little more participation from you." She sighed and rolled her shoulders back, cracking her neck- almost like she was about to go for a run. She placed her hands on the lapels of his jacket and took a deep breath before leaning forward.

Percy placed his hands on her cheeks and held her firmly in place, she couldn't have moved even if she wanted to. His lips touched hers a second time and this time his lips were more gentle, less demanding- like he was letting her lead the kiss.

The kiss, for the most part, stayed chaste- he pulled her bottom lip between his mouth and sucked on it lightly. There was no open mouth kissing and she was so grateful, she could deal with small chaste kisses.

"That's more like it." He said with a smile when he pulled away from her. Annabeth rolled her eyes and took out her compact and fixed her lipstick.

The rest of the ride was spent in silence except for the, "Let me lead the conversations tonight… unless we get separated…. in that case just stick to the story I told you at breakfast." Annabeth nodded.

She was nervous for tonight, nervous about fooling the family that would be in attendance tonight. Family that she didn't necessarily have a relationship with but none the less was family. Her mother would be there tonight, as would her step brother- someone she hadn't spoken to in forever.

And now she was showing up with Percy Jackson.

Not only that, engaged to Percy Jackson.

She sighed as the car stopped in front of The Metropolitan Museum of Art. The Gala was being held here tonight, in conjunction with this senator's re-election fundraiser he was also putting on a benefit for the museum. There were a few photographers, mostly ones from local newspapers. They crowded around the car to see who would get out.

Percy looked over at her and smiled, "You ready?"

Annabeth put on her best smile, "As ready as I'll ever be."