chapter seventy-three

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Emriana

I knocked on the door a couple of times before entering the library. I smiled as I spotted Drakkar dozing off on a sofa, a book in hand. I tiptoed over to him, taking the time to appreciate how beautiful the man was. His long dark lashes rested on his cheek, looking almost innocent. The small scar close to his ear was visible from the window's light.

I gently brushed my knuckles down the side of his face as I sat next to him. He groaned, shuffling a little before his eyes opened and locked with mine. I grinned.

"Hi," I said, and he grabbed my face, pulling me down and kissing me softly. I chuckled into the kiss as he groggily nibbled at my lips.

"Where were you?" His low groggy voice sent butterflies into my stomach as I brushed his hair softly, helping him sit up. I crawled on his lap, straddling him as his large hand cupped the small of my back.

"Out. I went to the forest with Akira," I said, and he grabbed my hand and kissed the inside of it, trailing kisses until he reached my wrist.

"Did you go alone?" He asked, his azure blue eyes staring straight into my own. I shook my head, and his shoulders relaxed.

"No, two guards accompanied me," he nodded, the hand on my back lowering to cup my bottom as he used the other one to pull me closer by the back of the neck. I gave him a shy smile as I pecked his lips, and he smirked.

"Isn't Zander coming back tomorrow?" I asked, and he nodded. 

"Yes, he's supposed to. I hope the meeting went great," he said, pecking my lips. 

"I do, too. I miss him," I sighed. 

"I'm meeting a friend tomorrow. Would you like to accompany me, little one?" He asked, and I raised a playful brow.

"You have friends?" I teased before pushing myself to my feet before he could do anything. He was fast, and I had barely made it out of the room when he caught me, trapping me in his arms. I squealed in surprise when he pushed me against the wall, holding both my hands above my head.

"Want to take that back?" He asked with a smirk, and I shook my head. His grip tightened around my wrists, but I just smirked.

"Why would I Draky?" I said, and he shushed me by putting his index finger over my lips. He started trailing his finger down exceptionally slowly. My breathing accelerated as his warm finger glided down my chin, following the curve of my neck.

I glanced back up at him, and he sent me a wink. I blushed, looking down at his finger plunging down to the neckline of my dress. His finger continued down between my breasts, lowering to my stomach. My breath hitched as he kept going lower and lower until he cupped my crotch with a firm grip. I hissed in surprise, my body jumping as jolts of pleasure resulted from his touch.

He leaned into me, his mouth next to my ear. "Remember that when you play with the devil, you get burned,"

His words were a mere hot whisper, and my body flared up in need as I watched him move away from me. He pulled his hands away from my wrists, grabbing one of my hands instead and pulling me toward the end of the hallway. A few guards bowed as we passed them, but I mostly ignored them as my body burned from his touch.

He pulled me along into one of the towers, making us go up the spiral staircase. I was giggling the whole time like a child as I felt like we were sneaking somewhere we weren't supposed to be. After what felt like forever, we made it to the top.

He pushed open a door, and I gasped in surprise, a slight fear taking hold of me as we stumbled onto a large balcony. The wind hit my face with force as we were so high in the sky. My hand gripped Drakkar harder as he walked toward the railing.

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