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ODETTE’S POV:
When I woke the following day, I was still wrapped tightly around him. He slled so good. The scent of pine, like a woodsy wilderness. One filled with wonder and magic. I couldn’t help but pull myself closer to breathe more of him in.
He started to stir, and I didn’t want him to know I woke before him and still kept holding him.
Just because he’s beautiful and he showed his human side, I wasn’t about to let the guy off the hook that easy.
I closed my eyes and steadied my breathing, bringing my heartrate down.
I felt him shift in my arm, turning to face with . I tried to readjust, but he pulled closer putting his arm around . My face was touching his bare chest. His shirt was still ripped and torn; I could feel shred of fabric drift across my skin. He was so warm, in a weird way he felt like ho, like I’ve known him for ever. His breathing as steady as mine, his tender touch it was making my mind spin.
Stunned wouldn’t cover what I felt when he whispered in my ear, "I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you. You will never, ever, escape . I will always keep you close, I will find you were ever you go, were ever you hide. You belong only to ." He rubbed the back of my head.
His words should have rung all the alarm bells with the parade of red flags he presented.
I should run in the opposite direction. But like so twisted, sick, freak, it didn’t. It made my heart flutter.
Delilah would just die if she knew about my current situation.
I could feel the butterflies in my stomach as he said words to . He had no idea what they were doing . The conflict I was beginning to feel for a man who wants to destroy , who hates . Hates my kind. Hates my family.
It was like I was in one of those stupid dark romance novels I Delilah loves to read. Whole ass library of them, I used to think she was ridiculous and obsessive over shitty n.
And here I am enjoying the sweet nothings the man I’m supposed to loath is whispering in my ear.
I don’t know how long we laid there for, but finally he moved from the bed, leaving a cold empty space where he once was.
I wanted to ask him to co back, to keep holding . To stay in this bed with . But I wouldn’t dare give him the satisfaction.
I waited until after he left the room to rush out of his room and back to my own.
I nearly slam the door behind pushing myself up against the door clutching my chest. My heart was pounding.
What was happening to ? I’ve never felt this way about anyone. I needed to do sothing to keep my mind off whatever was going on inside my mind.
I shake my feelings off, like I was shedding a second skin. I open the wardrobe to realize, all of my clothes were still in his room, since he moved over there.
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Sighing, now I have to go back over there. At least he was gone, so that’s a plus.
I check my mirror, straightening out my hair and wash my face with water from the sink. The bruising from his fingers had now completely gone. All trace of my near-death experience evaporated. Couldn’t even tell I died.
His energy is incredible.
After walking back and entering his room I quickly move to the small area designated to with my small bunch of clothes.
It was so weird how I once had a walk-in closet filled with clothes. That part of my life seed so long ago. After learning I was across the world from my ho, I realized I’d be here so ti now. It’s been weeks since I was kidnapped. Weeks since I last saw my friends and family. Ti seems to have blurred together.
After changing my clothes, I turn around to find Ambrose standing in the closet doorway staring at . I felt heat creep up my cheeks, how long has he been standing there?
"You make it a habit to sneak up on girls and watch them dress? What are you a Peeping Tom?" I sarcastically spat out.
He chuckled "Only with you is it becoming a habit." He spoke slow and deliberate, his words smooth, almost like he’s said them before.
I scoffed and snapped my head around embarrassed; my poor cheeks I know they were as red as my eyes; I hid them as fast as I could. I absolutely did not want him to see how his words affected .
"You tell that to all the won you sleep with?" I roll my eyes, pretending to be unaffected by his words.
"Never in a million years." He acted wounded by my words "Why, are you jealous?"
I scoffed, "Yeah not even in your dreams."
He laughed and changed the subject "I brought breakfast for you."
I was shook.
"Why would you do that?"
"Can’t have my favorite pet starved for our adventure today." He turned and gestured toward his table which was overflowing with different dishes. "To be completely honest, why I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I had a little of everything made."
Why would he do this for ? This wasn’t the actions of soone who hates . This was actions of soone who cares.
I nod not wanting to show too much excitent for the delicious spread he presented on the table. I sat down and he followed sitting directly across from .
"Why? This wasn’t necessary, I’m a prisoner and practically a slave here, why would you go this far, for ?" Why did he confuse . One minute we’re kissing, the next he’s got his hands wrapped tightly around my neck, and now he’s feeding all sorts of different food, because he doesn’t know what I like.
What the hell? What’s his ga? What is he playing at?
"How do I know it’s not poison?" I glare at ho with a single eyebrow raised in skepticism.
"I’ll fuck you before I kill you." He said flatly.
My eyes popped open.
Fuck ? Never. I was saving myself.
"I think I lost my appetite." I said firmly pushing my chair away from the table.
"I didn’t say you could leave. Sit down." He growled at .
"What, are you going to kill , again? Force into your bed, again. What else are you going to do to ?" I matched his intense stare, refusing to back down.
He narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips at .
"I could do a lot worse, don’t push ." He growled, clearly offended at being called out and rejected.
"Then do it." I said firmly. I don’t care what he does to at this point. It can’t be worse than breaking my heart in a million piece by killing .
He flipped the table spilling all the food on the floor.
"You think I won’t do worse? I won’t stoop so low as to take you right here and right now?" He yelled kicking the food and broken glass.
I flinched when sitting in my chair, but I didn’t back down and my resolve didn’t faulter.
But as sick as it is, the idea of him touching again filled my core with fire. An. ache made itself at ho in the space between my legs.
Oh, goddess what is wrong with ? I should be scared of the idea of him bending over and taking , I should want to run away. I need a therapist.
I just t his anger with silence. Sotis silence speaks louder than words.
I maintained an unfazed appearance. But inside it scared how easily his mood could change. How quick he could flip.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you that immature you can’t control your temper? Grow up. I’m not scared of you, and now having faced death, that doesn’t scare anymore either." I yelled back at him.
He was fuming I could see it in his eyes, the anger, the fire. He emitted this aura of terror, that normally would probably scare .
"You, you are what’s wrong with !" He yelled back.
What did he an by that?
"You act like I have a choice in anything. You stripped of that. If I’m what’s wrong send away, send back ho. Let go." I loudly suggested. Or rather demanded.
His words slamd a dagger into my chest. Like he was rejecting ...
"No, you will never leave. Ever. You belong to , and I will tear anyone who tries to take you away to shreds. I will rip out there heart while it’s still beating. I own every single piece of you, through and through. Get that? I will never let you go." He growled at .
And that made lose it. It crushed any real hope I had of leaving this place and escaping. I believed him.
I fell from the chair on to my knees and folded in on myself, my hands covering my face. I fight back the tears that wanted to burst from my eyes. I was almost gagging on silences sobs.
"Just let go, please. I’ll beg, I’ll disappear and never co back, I’ll never search for my family. Anything. Just please let go."
"How did you put it? Not even in your dreams." He growled at .
"Why can’t you just behave, I had this whole day planned where I was going to take you to a shop and get fitted for new clothing. But no, I guess I’ll toss that plan out because I’ll have to punish you for your insolence."
When he ntioned punishnt, a shiver ran down my back, I shuddered. A thrill shot through .
"I told you from day one, I wouldn’t make this easy for you. I’m not an obedient girl, if you wanted obedient, should have kidnapped soone else."
"You just don’t get it do you. You’re so infuriating." He threw his hands up and then down the back of his head ending around his neck while he pulled on it raising his chin. "It had to be you, only you. You here with , it destroys your father. And that’s all I care about it!"
I winced. His words were sharp and harsh.
"I hate you." I growled low.
"The feeling is mutual."
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