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Chapter 159: Not The Sa Bed

EMMA

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Spotting the house right now I never thought I would be back here, the lion’s den. After what transpired this whole ti I thought this would only be in my dreams, I thought I would never see Dace again. But everything seed to change with a snap of a finger... because I bear a mark?

I placed my hand at that particular spot... this was really happening isn’t it? I was already having a headache just thinking about it, but the truth is the more I think about it the more it was hard to picture, so I try settling for the events of right now, it was what made it possible and less uncomfortable.

I turned my head to Dace, watching as he drove, just watching him was okay, finally being here with him was okay, I don’t want to think about what lies ahead, I just wanna think about him right now, It was easier that way, right? I shifted my gaze to the Devereaux mansion, I have either been scared or uncomfortable coming back here but right now it just felt... safe?

I jumped when my door opened, and I turned to find Dace holding his hand out for

and a feeling surged within , a smile found my lips as I unfastened my seat belt and took his hand, they always felt big and covered mine entirely and the warmth flooding out of it was enough to warm my entire body.

He bucked

to his body gently, but I gasped at his swiftness, my body brushing against his.

"What’s she thinking?" He mused watching

closely.

"N-Nothing"

"It’s okay to think, baby, but not too much"

I leveled my gaze and exhaled sharply, I felt his hand beneath my jaw shifting my gaze back to his, why did I look away in the first place? Now I don’t want to anymore.

"What’s on your mind?" he asked as his eyebrow furrowed, he studied

closely, stoic, calm. "Tell , baby"

"I-I want us to talk about the mark" I began in a faint tone. "I know you said it’s okay if I don’t wanna talk about it and I really do, I’m just so-"

"Curious" he nods with amusent like he was waiting for

to say the exact sa words. "I know you Emma, too much"

I gulped at his words because It was nothing but the truth, Dace can read

anyti like an open book. He leaned toward

and I made the mistake of holding my breath, I thought it was for a kiss or just to look

up more closely.

"You will understand it as ti goes on" he looked to the side almost like he was trying to think of what to tell

and then it dawned on , what his dad said back at the office was not everything about this mark. "There’s ti Emma, and you will understand leisurely it’s better that way"

"Better than telling

directly?"

He flicked my glasses and I shut my eyes briefly at his action. "Yes, Freckles" I blushed. "Now let’s go in, I promise a certain aunt that I will take care of her niece like a gemstone"

Did he tell my aunt that? When?

Before I could speak further he was already leading

into the house. The familiar setting of the luxurious ho filled , I could never be less in awe whenever I am here, it always seed to astound

each ti, the walls, the antiques, the patterns, the curtains, everything!

I yelped when Dace swap

off my feet. "Because of the stairs," he winked.

"I’m used to it, I can go up on my own!" I protested.

"You should rember not to stress your body, after what you told

I think it’s important"

"But I’m fine" I protest further trying to move away.

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"Stop moving" he chuckled as his grip on

tightened and I was locked in place, there was no saying ’No’ when it ca to Dace Devereaux. So I sighed in defeat burying my face in his neck, allowing his scrumptious scent to flood my nose. I moaned because it slt too good. It knocked

right over like a drug and I was slowly getting addicted to it. I’m already addicted to it.

"You sll so good" I mumbled.

"You do too, baby" He replied without much effort and I smiled snuggling more against him, I wish I could just stay right in this position forever, constantly inhaling his savory scent that made my mouth water, it made

hungry for sothing that was far from food. But when he stopped I knew sniffing was over, so I pouted, I heard a rich chuckle from him, being this close his chest vibrates from it.

"If you wanna stay longer I don’t mind"

I pulled away and t his features, this up close was spectacular and the lights in the room made it better, I had the sudden urge to lick him all over.

"Really?"

"But you will get body pains if you stay in my arms for too long"

He was more worried about my body being in pain but not bothered about the fact he will be standing just so I can remain in this position. He was already settling

down before I could recollect myself, gently.

"I will ask the cook to get you sothing to eat, okay?"

I twirled to the familiar space of his room, it slt like him too and I don’t mind sticking my nose in the air but then all that feeling turned to disgust when I settled my eyes on the bed, my smile simply vanishing and sothing hard tightened my chest and made

feel further terrible, I was overruled by this feeling and it killed my spirit.

"Emma?"

I folded my arms facing him, he frowned when he noticed my mood and a flush of worry covered his features.

"What’s wrong, baby?"

"I don’t wanna sleep here" I mumbled, leveling my gaze, the sting was just too much when I looked at him, well the sting wasn’t from my chest but my mark and I had no idea why.

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