Heart Of Darkness

Chapter 48

Rayven studied Angelica in the dim light. She held him in a hypnotic trance with her blue eyes. Without even realizing it, he was bothering to talk to her. He liked how she spoke her mind and wasn't afraid of him, yet it annoyed him. But what annoyed him the most was that he couldn't know what she was thinking.

Of all people, why couldn't he read her thoughts? It was like she was a punishment sent to him from the heavens. An angel was sent to punish this demon.

The way she tortured him was worse than Lucrezia's torture. He had been burned many times, but this woman's flames scorched deep into his soul. If she could only bring his death the way she easily tormented him. If she only knew that the pain from his scars was nothing compared to the pain of living. The pain of waking up every day and breathing was the worst punishment, and waking up with her in his home was even worse.

She looked at him with a frown. "Don't do that to yourself." She said.

What was that in her eyes? He recognized it as a concern, but it couldn't possibly be. Having to read facial expressions wasn't his strong side since he could directly read people's thoughts. He never bothered to look at them to know what they were thinking.

"I can't stop." He told her, but he wasn't sure what he was referring to.

She looked at him with that same emotion again. He would think she was worried about him if he didn't know better.

"What do you want from me?" He asked.

He had been unable to understand why she came to him. What was her goal?

Angelica looked down at her hands, and her long red hair fell over her face. She was quiet for a moment before she looked up. "I... I want... I need your protection."

"There is no reason for me to protect you." He said.

"Then perhaps we can make one." She said, rubbing her hands together nervously.

Rayven became confused. What was she suggesting?

"How?" He asked.

"If... you make me your... wife..." She grimaced, saying the last word.

Rayven froze in his seat.

Wife?

His... wife?

It took him some time to get out of his shocked state, and then he laughed.

Wife? Was she suggesting he marry her? He laughed louder.

Angelica looked at him with worry.

Oh. And here he thought for a moment she was worried about him. She just came here to use him. What other reason could there be? It is not as if she wanted to marry him because she liked anything about him.

After he was done laughing, he sighed in disappointment. It was his fault for falling into this woman's trap yet again and going down the road that could make him lose his chance to die.

His disappointment then slowly turned into anger. "Get up!" He ordered with clenched teeth.

Angelica looked at him, frightened. "Get up!" He yelled, and she stood up quickly.

"My Lord..."

"Quiet! Leave quietly. Now!"

"I have nowhere to go..." She pleaded.

"Don't force me to drag you out."

The stubborn woman remained standing.

Rayven got out of his seat hastily, and she looked up at him with eyes wide. He grabbed her wrist and began to drag her toward the door.