The Sun & The Moon | Completed

Chapter 3 | After Hours

( POV: RAZE AEDEN RAVIA )

"Could you pass me the-"

"No," I say without even looking up at her, I only concentrate on the woman sitting in front of me. Dismissing even my father's presence.

Stepping back into this space was not something I did easily, my hands are itching, I can't wait to wrap them around Balor's neck and choke him until he stops fucking breathing.

The way he talked about her set something loose in me. Fallon's words are also still echoing in my head. I know she despises me, I get it. It's all my responsibility. My fault.

She hates me but that's what I need her to do now. This is the only way she'll try to heal, I know for a fact she would avoid all her issues if she was with me. I can't have her be selfless, I need her to be exceptionally selfish.

Since she can't do that by herself, I'm assisting her.

The suit she's wearing isn't making it easy, it only distracts me further. I know why my father wished for her to wear the dress, he's confessed it. He thinks she's hot and he craves to see every part of her.

I am going to destroy him for that. But not before I make sure our position here is protected. I promised Fal some peace, that's what I'm hoping us staying here will bring.

Once she's acknowledging and recognizing her needs and we're back together, I can kill him.

But she's adamant, claiming that this is forever. I don't fucking think so. She can hate me, temporarily.

"Could you be a dear and pour us some more of that?" Balor inquires of one of the helpers. He nods and begins to pour us all some beverages. I don't skip over how he used two different pitchers. Making sure Fallon is drinking something else.

I reach over and grab her glass bringing it up to my nose to see if I detect any kind of poison or something else. I even take a sip.

"That's what you think of me?" My father laughs, "If I wanted her dead, she would be."

Fal doesn't seem to mind that I'm doing this, she looks pissed of course but that's how she's been this entire day. Her eyes actually appear softer, her eyes have been watery ever since she sat down at this table. Her hair is slowly returning to its naturally curly state, I adore it.

"Don't be so sure of that," Fal offers him a fake smile before her hand meets mine to take the drink back. Even the way that her fingers brush against mine drives me crazy.

Her new spies- supposed bodyguards - are standing right behind her with their backs against the wall. That Levi fucker is ogling her, taking in her smiles and everything she does. It makes my blood boil, I'm this close to getting up and slaughtering him right here and now.

I think back about yesterday night hoping that it'll calm me down. I think about how sleepy she was, how she clasped my hand, the things she murmured while she slept.