Deviant Fate

6 - Fate or Infatuation

-Gweneria Sol-

I didn't sleep more than 5 minutes last night. I kept tossing and turning. I don't know how to be around him. At first I hated him and wanted to piss him off any time he tried to speak. Now... I don't know how to feel. I almost killed him. Then he survived and started doing things to my body that... I liked. Is this some kind of guilt thing? I feel bad that I almost killed him, so I let him touch me?

Is it wrong for me to like how he made me feel? I've never been touched let alone touched like that. I can almost still feel his lips kissing my neck and his hands roaming over me. BUT he's, him. He's Prince Arowin, soon to be King Arowin.

I can't be a part of that. I can't be involved with him. I could never conform to his ways. I just have to stop thinking about him. I can't let my lust overtake logic. No more physical contact with him. Even though he is now the only person on this earth, who I can touch...

Walking out of my room to the kitchen I was nervous to see him. I can't do that again, it isn't right. I kept my eyes straight. If I don't look at him I won't have an interaction. I won't have to talk to him, just get a drink and walk straight back to my room.

"Are you by chance, avoiding me, Gwen?" He whispered in my ear, startling me.

I could feel his body heat behind me. I can't turn around. I won't. Just pretend he isn't there. Do not engage.

"Avoiding me only makes me want you more. Let me see those burning eyes of violet. Let me hear your angelic moans." He coaxed.

My face flushed. He's - complimenting me? But we hate each other? Don't we?

"I could never hate you, Gweneria. You're mine."

My eyes widened. What did he just say? Closing the fridge I turned to face him, pushing his chest back while sighing.

"This," I motioned between us. "Could never work Arowin. You and I are too different. You demand submission and I need complete freedom. I can't roll over like a dog for you. Let alone have respect for you. You don't see me as your equal. I could never be with someone like that." I explained truthfully.

He listened to me with an emotionless face. After I finished he looked angry.

"Maybe I did not make myself clear. You are mine, Gwen. I have chosen you. You will be at my side. As time goes on you will learn my way of living. " He spoke as if it were law.

Groaning out, I rubbed my face. This is ridiculous! I am not an object to claim. No one can just claim me as theirs and expect me to comply?

"What makes you think I would want to be at your side? Have I not made myself clear that I hate your family and the way you live?" I shoved him back, "I will not stand with someone who looks down on me." I yelled and shoved him again as he kept coming towards me.

He grabbed my arms to stop me from shoving him and pulled me flush against his chest. I tried shoving him away, but he wouldn't budge. I was infuriated. What does he not understand! Why would he want someone who hates him!

"Let me go." I gritted.

"I will show you that you want me just as I want you." He spoke deeply as he leaned in.

"Stop, I don't want you, I can't be with someone like this, it will never wor- " he smashed his lips on mine, cutting me off.

Trying to pry his arms away I began twisting to get him off. He grabbed both my wrists and slammed them above my head against the fridge. He crushed my lips with his again, feverishly. I was fighting at first. I couldn't do this, this was wrong. He flicked his tongue across my bottom lip and sucked it slightly before sticking his tongue in my mouth.