Deviant Fate

5 - Foreign Feelings

-Gweneria Sol-

I couldn't stop thinking about how the conversation went earlier. My brain was going to explode trying to fight with myself. He seemed genuine, but he's an ass... He is attractive and his smile is - well, it's - it's heart fluttering. BUT, he's an ass!

I feel like an idiot. No way would I ever let a man tell me what to do... but what about sexually...? There has to be a logical explanation for my feelings. I've never been intimate with anyone... I'm 24 years old and I've never had a kiss... I've never experienced passion or love from anyone.

That HAS to be why my brain is thinking about him like this, because realistically I don't even think he likes women. Let alone be able to love one. He looks down on them and only wants a robot to do and say as he demands.

I need to get out of here to clear my mind. Heading towards the front door I barely got it open before it slammed shut. Arowin towered over me from behind with one hand above my head, keeping the door shut.

"What the actual hell?" I yelled, startled.

"Where do you think you're going?" He questioned in a low tone.

"Out the door? What kind of question even is that?" Was he stupid? "Now scram, you're in the way." I shot him an annoyed look.

"You're not leaving, Gwen."

Surprise! This asshole is once again telling me what to do.

"You're not my boss. I will not be a hostage in my OWN home."

He leaned down caging me in even further to the door, invading my damn space yet again. 

"Gwen." I could feel his breath tickle my cheeks. "You're not leaving because I said so."

"I'll do whatever the fuck I want. What are you, my dead dad?" I darkly joked.

His face hardened and his eyes narrowed. Okay, I guess the dead dad joke was too much for him.

"Watch your mouth. Do not joke about the departed." He inched closer to me, if that were even possible. Being that he's already in my face.

"STOP telling me what to do." I said, leaning forward invading his personal space.

His gaze dropped from my eyes to my mouth. His jaw clenched and he began leaning in to... kiss me?

What the fuck?

I pulled my head back smacking it on the door, covering my mouth with my hand.

"What the hell are you doing!" I spoke with my hand still covering my mouth.

"The next time you curse at me, I'll kiss you." He threatened mischievously.

My eyes widened as he smirked. Is he fucking serious. No way am I letting this asshole kiss me. One, because I don't like him and two, because I could quite possibly kill him and I don't want to be executed for murdering the precious prince.

He let out a humorous scoff.

"Gweneria. You cannot kill me. Intentionally or unintentionally." He stated confidently.

"You don't know what you're talking about. If you value your safety, stay the fuck away from me." I warned him as I started to dread this confrontation.

He tilted his head curious at first then - concerned? What did that even mean. I tried to duck under his arms and walk around, but he stepped in front of me.