haphephobia. ∿ d. agriche.

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Months went by as their last meeting barely came to mind anymore.

It was the least of her worries anyway. The Agriches had apparently broken the trust of the Armanis now. Details were a blur to the daughter whom they did not trust. The only thing she knew was that Duke Armani now filled with hatred at the mere mention of Lant Agriche. And truth be told, no one could blame him either way.

When Lant had attempted to bring gifts of apologies as he realised that the duke no longer wanted anything to do with him, they only found their way in the burning flames of hatred. Duke Armani forbade anyone to open any of them as he said they were nothing but scraps.

"My lady?" She jerked as she realized her mind had run off once more. Cursing silently she gave an attentive nod towards the ladies who stood there quite confused. She had almost forgotten that she was in the middle of entertaining er... guests. These guests were not hers though. Only her brother's due to him finally seeking a bride after two and a half years of nagging from their father.

Her brother came forward and grabbed her pulling her away from the overwhelming crowd of desperate women. "Now ladies, let's not forget that Areum hates being crowded." He said cautiously, his eyes giving a warning to the girls who made her feel overwhelmed. "Come now, sister."

Pulling her aside she found herself frowning at the sight of her brother's ever so overprotective phase. He had to stop treating her like this just because he wanted to show off their close bond. Sooner or later she'll break this bond and he'll have nothing to do about it..

"What?" Staring blankly at him, she refused to make a statement. "What do you mean what?" Cold. That hit him cold and she knew so. Osiris Armani was one to handle such cold tones well, but it seemed not to his younger sister he did not.

"Why the sudden emotionless gaze?" A quiet whisper from her brother as he took her hand. "Don't you wanna thank me for helping you get away-?" She took her hand away in a rush as her eyes seem flare up in annoyance.

"No."

"Ah, so it's like that then. You will refuse to consider my kindness once more." Osiris stared at her, approval on his face. "You're doing well in trying I must say." His eyes regarded her with a cool gaze. One of so many possibilities. "Very well. I shall see you after the gala then." He turned his heel and walked away. She knew that she did not anger him only impress him to a point and this did not help at all.

"Still running back to his sister, hm?" A familiar voice came from behind her as arms swung around her.

"Dion...?" She practically yelped as he covered her mouth. "Shhh." He shushed her almost immediately as he practically pushed her against the wall. His eyes felt intimidating as he towered over the female. Fingers lifting her chin "Last time I checked I wasn't supposed to be here so you will have to keep quiet, doll." Doll? Where did that come from? This idiot.

"Dion." Her eyes blazed at him. She could almost tell he was trying his hardest to hide his amusement. He let go and moved away from her a bit. Her heart stopped its fast pace and moved to a slower more calm one. Had she been excited during the time of his touch against her? No... That couldn't be, could it? After all she regarded herself only in a friend-to-friend basis between them.

"Uhm..what are you doing here..?" She inquired, cheeks turning red at the thoughts before. "I just..wished to see your face." Dion murmured with a faint pinkish tint on his face. Was he blushing? Her mouth opened to a small gap at the realization. Dion Agriche? Blushing? Had hell finally frozen over?

He leaned close to her, body practically pressing onto hers as his lips neared her ear. His hot breath tickled her as she simply nearly shuddered at the heat. She wanted to push him away, but her body was submitting to him ever so fully. "Is something the matter?" His voice was filled with concern as he spoke those words. "No, no it's nothing.." Her eyes met his as he murmured something inaudible to her. Leaning so close to the point their lips could meet any second.

And it did. A brief moment later and she found herself lip to lip with the tall Agriche. A scream nearly came out of her as her hands frantically pushed her back. Dion's startled face was all she saw before she ran retreating to her room.

‘Cute...’ He thought silently, a blush was on his face in realization of his actions. Areum drove him mad and he knew this well. A heat washed over him as a flustered expression came over quite quickly to the point that it seemed he was on a sort of planted drug. A drug that came from the female herself.

The female ran and locked herself in her room. Entering it, she locked herself in and covered her face with embarrassment. What just happened? A kiss like that out of nowhere. Was that even the Dion who told her he wanted no part of their relationship being more than friendly?

They had just kissed! Just kissed the man she told herself not to do so! Her thoughts cursed her for being so stupid! Feelings for a man she told herself not to fall for. How much did she want herself to get murdered for?

Her body shuddered as she laid. Her body still overwhelmed with the heat of the situation earlier. Such heat was a big no. She knew so very well. It was either he thought he could benefit from the lip-on-lip activity or he just felt like doing so to tease her. She wasn't sure, but one thing was certain for her.

The Dion she knew would never do that.

Right?