Page 40

Roaming the room like a caged beast, I can't escape the thoughts of Danica. Her defiance and submission are a goddamn riddle wrapped in an enigma. The uncertainty, the mixed signals—it's enough to drive any sane man mad. I'm not used to this chaos, not like this.

Tonight, this shit ends. There will be no more chasing shadows or dancing around the truth. Dani's going to give me what I need, even if I have to drag it out of her.

She thinks she can handle me? Play me like some lovesick pup? The hell with that.

I'll break her down, strip her bare of this maddening defiance. I’ll make her understand that defiance will cost her, that it's my rules we play by. I'll uncover the truth behind her power over me if it takes shattering her resolve because being lost to her enchantment isn't an option.

When I reach her building, I take the steps to her front door, my excitement racing. I navigate the familiar path, my stealthy movements ensuring I remain undetected. I quietly use my telekinesis to unlock her door and slip inside. The soft glow of the city bathes the room, casting a mesmerizing aura upon her sleeping figure. Her presence fills the space with an ethereal beauty, captivating me in ways I never thought possible.

Her peaceful slumber entrances me; every breath she takes is a testament to her delicate existence. My eyes trace the contours of her face, etching each detail into my memory. Her lips, slightly parted, invite the gentlest of kisses. Her lashes rest delicately upon her cheeks, casting fleeting shadows upon her sun-kissed skin. The fabric of her nightgown clings lasciviously to her curves, the neckline revealing the tantalizing upper swell of her breasts.

Was she thinking of me when she put this on?

My eyes hungrily trace her soft curves. Her hair is like a chocolate river cascading across the pillow, and each time she exhales, my heart swells with a wicked craving. It is a potent mixture of longing and desire that leaves me breathless.

When she opens her eyes, what will she desire? Will she be a firecracker of energy or yield to my whims? What forbidden pleasures will we explore together? Yet, how long until this game of ours reaches its conclusion?

My fingers lightly trace the contours of her face as I carefully tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

I pull the blankets off her, exposing her tantalizing, toned legs. I ache to devour them with my tongue. I feverishly slide my palm up her inner thigh, savoring the heat from her soft skin.

She moans in sweet surrender, and I eagerly palm her taut tummy, lost in the softness of her body. I can’t resist any longer.

My hands slide down her velvety legs, and I smirk as her body quivers beneath me. Her eyelids flutter open, and when they focus on me, there’s an instant of confusion before she realizes I’m between her legs. A gasp escapes her lips, and her back arches as she leaps off the bed eagerly.

I act quickly, grabbing her throat with one hand, spinning her around to face the wall, and pinning her against it, pressing just hard enough to let her know who is in control.

She whimpers softly as I silently grip my fingers around her tiny neck, feeling her pulse in my hand with a possessive embrace. My grip tightens around her delicate throat as my lips form a languishing smile. Nothing stirs in the air except for her erratic panting, which only further fans the flames of my carnal desires.

My arousal digs into her luscious ass, igniting a fire deep within me.

I tug her mane of hair away from her neck, and she groans in pleasure. I wrap my free hand around her delicate waist and press against her soft body, pushing into her with my hips.

I can feel her body tremble beneath my touch and relish every second.

“Hi, Angel,” I purr softly into her ear. “Did you miss me today?”

The faintest whisper escapes her lips, a single word that races my pulse—“Rhyland?”

I loosen my grip on her throat and caress it softly, feeling her shiver beneath my fingertips. Her voice flows like a gentle melody, stirring something deep within my soul.

I suppress my urges, “That’s right, baby.” I growl against her throat. She can’t hide it—she loves this. Everything about me taking control turns her on. I can smell her arousal.

The idea drives my cock wild with need and makes my balls tighten. I want to fucking devour her soft, smooth skin and take what’s rightfully mine. My stomach churns as I grapple with my feelings and fear of the unknown. My walls seem so high and tall, leaving me feeling helpless, stuck between only being an object of physical pleasure or something more meaningful. I have no idea how to break the divide and make her see me for who I am.

I'm a creature of habit, a man who settled into his ways centuries ago. I know deep down that I am not the gentle gentleman she deserves, yet no matter how hard I try, I can not keep my distance from her. My mind aches with confusion, and my heart rages with inner conflict.

How can I be so drawn to someone when my existence is so wrong for them?

Fear slams into anger, stirring up a damn tornado inside me. She blindsided me with her beauty, jolting my long-dead heart back to some kind of rhythm. How the hell does she have this power over me? Pissed off and feeling played, humiliated that she's managed to ding my armor, I spin her around so our eyes meet.

Her eyes are captivating in their sheer beauty, enticing in their pull. The irises are a dark, honeyed amber, oozing hypnotic, seductive energy. They are eyes unlike any I've seen in centuries of existence—not entirely natural, not fully human. Flecks of gold swirl through her eyes like molten metal, glinting dangerously. I feel trapped in her penetrating gaze when they settle on me, willingly lost. Those eyes could ensnare me easily for an eternity, and I would never seek escape.

As I firmly press her back against the wall, my body flush with hers, I cannot tear my own eyes away. I read the heady mix of fear and desire reflected in the dark depths of her stare. She trembles but does not look away, transfixed like I am.

"Little Angel, I’m losing my fucking mind, you are consuming me. I refuse to be kept in the dark any longer. What have you done?”

She whimpers in confusion, tears glistening in her beautiful eyes. “What do you mean? How do you keep getting in here? I don’t know…what the hell you are talking about.”