Storms of Fate [ SOF ] [ BTS ]

Chapter 27 : Dark Eagle Part 2 (M, Dark)

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I uploaded chapter 26 and 27 together.

This is a direct continuation of chapter 26, if you skipped it, kindly read it before this or else you wont understand this part.

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MORNING :

ANYA :

Waking up in the morning came in parts for Anya. Her night had been a bad one. When she slowly woke up, for some time, she remained lying down with her eyes closed.

The aches around her body were worse except her head.

She did not want to go to office. Sucked that she had to. With less than 2 weeks left till the Gala, her plan for her hybrids needed to be implemented, things needed to be done before it.

Still, she remained where she was.

"I would love to greet you a goodmorning, but having knowledge about the kind of day you'll have ahead of you, makes me hesitate to add the good in the greeting."

The voice made Anya warm, a joy spreading though her chest. She answered still with her eyes closed, "Are you going to be the culprit responsible for my predicted lousy day?"

"I never said your day will verge to the side of lousy."

"Then?"

"Frustrated."

Anya turned over and stretched, her limbs moving sinuously on the bed, the soft blanket causing a friction on her bare skin, "I have you by my side, why will I be frustrated."

"That is precisely the reason why you will be."

"You'll be my villain?"

"Never."

Anya was enjoying this early morning banter. "Then?"

"I'll be the person who will reduce you to the state in which you will be begging me to fuck you, and once you do, I will be leaving you too sore to move, let alone leave the bed."

A sudden skip of her heartbeat.

What?

She abruptly opened her eyes to look at Seokjin sitting before her on her bed.

The Eagle was casually seated in his pajamas, nothing about his posture in a least bit aggressive. He was relaxed and lazy, looking at her.

But his gaze . . . was dark. Even with the veneer of civility that he surrounded himself in, his gaze was too intense, too focused to make him appear harmless.

He looked at her with intent in his eyes heavy with a predatory purpose. An expression, which made her shiver.