Chapter # 3

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"Do you think I am a toy of your pleasure?"

"Yes."

"What exists between us? Who are you to me? Who am I to you?" I questioned hastily, weakly bringing his hand on my lips down, flinching to hear what he considered me.

"You are my doll," He mocked, emitting a suppressed laugh before turning back to his food again.

His smirk grew wider, leaning lethally closer to my face, offering me a bite which I hesitantly took. His mysterious actions were disturbing me.

"Or else what name do you have for our baseless bond, Zari? Hmm?"

"Whatever it is, you wouldn't care." I hissed, looking down, eating my food quietly.

"Of course, As long as I attain my pleasure. That's all it matters." He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

"That was the main condition of our marriage, Axel broke the alliance and if you want to pay him back for what he did, you shall be enslaved in my domain." He scorned, leaning back, pushing his hair behind temptingly, hitting my sensitive nerves.

"It was all your desires. You placed this condition, you wanted me to marry you. Is it for your pleasure?" I snarled but his amusement faltered.

"No, It is my need." He responded seriously.

His words never fail to trap me in his evil web, "Need?"

"Anyways, There's no way out of it... But I am surprised a weak woman like you is the next leader of Black Reapers." He taunted me, concealing his one second of seriousness back to his mockery.

Pinching my weak points to get a negative reaction and tame me but I won't let it. I bit my lower lip and didn't reply.

After dinner we went to our room to sleep. My heart was pacing abnormally as if it would leap out of my chest, my mind lost in a memorable affliction.

Being alone in a room with him was too much for me. With my weak legs I sat on the chair in the corner, not daring to look around, using my phone.

But when he came out of the bathroom, with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, my eyes widened, almost gawking at his glorious body which caused a deep crimson shade to appear on my cheeks.

My heart raced against my chest, my lips dried, flushed by this almighty appearance.

He noticed my gaze and asked, knitting his brows together in confusion, "What?"

"Nothing." I quickly replied, shivering slightly with heat traveling to my cheeks.

"Why are you blushing?" He asked, taking a step closer. I shuddered, curling my toes.

"I.. I.." I tried to speak but couldn't.

"Stop acting like a teenager, I just took your virginity last night, remember?" He asked, a dark smirk coming on his lips as he put his hands on either side of the chair, trapping me in his arms.

"I am still not used to your intimacy." I breathed out, curling myself together as it was futile to compete with his superiority.

"Why? You should be comfortable even without this piece of cloth." He smirked darkly.

Holding the hem of the towel to remove it but I stopped him by holding his wrist. My body turned numbed as a dark reflection shone in his emerald eyes.

"Don't, please." I pleaded with a whisper, swallowing hard by the graveness he created in my body. My breaths became rough, tense.

"Why? I did make you scream my name last night, didn't I?" He teased, biting my earlobe.

Earning a moan from me while releasing his hand free and placing it over my thigh, creating a tension in my lower body on his large hand gripping me.

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