Deviant Fate

9 - Kiss Tax

-Arowin Velacara-

As I sat next to her I could practically feel her anger radiating. Her denial of me has gone on far too long. It was immensely irritating and I won't tolerate it. Although after this, I almost look forward to her mistakes. I love how she reacts to me.

Watching her face scrunch up in embarrassment and annoyance was too enticing. I can't help the pull I feel. It's indescribable. She's so intriguing. She may be the most gorgeous creature alive, and she's all mine.

If she would stop being so stubborn and disrespectful. If she would just accept that she's mine. I had to push the limits earlier to clarify to her that I was in control. Sometimes anger takes over me, it clouds my mind and I lose myself. Although, gazing at her through the mirror, I saw the excitement underneath her fearful eyes. Those eyes flamed desire even when she tried to hide it. She's so intriguing...

-Gweneria Sol-

Deciding I was done eating, I began to get up to take my plate. I didn't take one step before he pulled me back down to my chair. I sent him a glare.

"Did I say you could get up?"

"What kind of stupid question is that? Why would I need you to tell me if I could get up?" I muttered while looking down at my plate. Hating this conversation before it's even begun.

Swiftly he pulled my chair out and towards him so my body was facing him. Yanking me forward with his hand around my throat, he leaned in towards my face.

"This is my one and only warning. Start learning." His tone menacing.

Scared by the abrupt movement and how serious he looked, I just stared. The glare I then received, forced me to ramble out an "okay" when I remembered he has a stupid thing with words.

Accepting my response he released my throat and got up himself.

"You may be excused now."

Rolling my eyes I breathed out as I stood. This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever experienced. It kept getting worse the more time I spent with him. He's delusional. Quickly looking around I slightly felt relief as I saw he wasn't here anymore to yell at me for my thoughts.

I hate that. They're my thoughts. I shouldn't be punished for my thoughts! If I don't say it out loud then that's on him if he wants to go rooting around in my head. I've told him countless times to stay out, so it's his fault if he gets mad at how I feel.

I could really go for a drink right about now. The last time I tried to leave didn't exactly go as planned though. Maybe if I offered to invite him he'd agree? Or even just offer to get him something if he's still scared to leave my house.

As I stood outside the spare bedroom door I hesitated before knocking. I shouldn't be scared of him. My mother trained me to be strong, but it's best to avoid one of his child-like tantrums.

Technically it's my house and I don't really need to knock... After a couple seconds of debating the door swings opens to Arowin standing with no shirt. He looked curious, but amused. He could probably hear my indecisive thoughts.

"Speak."

I forced myself to remain unbothered by his obnoxious demand. Biting my tongue and forcing a fake smile across my face I tried the polite approach first.

"So... I was thinking, that I could go into tow- "

"No." He abruptly cut me off.

"But I could get you things as well or you could just tag along." I whined, feeling annoyed.