Beneath The Veil Of Desire

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After Jacob left the room, I remained there, trembling and overwhelmed by the traumatic encounter I had just endured. Tears continued to flow down my cheeks, my body shuddering with fear and confusion. I couldn't fathom the depths of cruelty and possessiveness he had displayed. I wiped my tears away and tried to compose myself, even though my heart still raced with anxiety. The room felt like a prison, and I longed to escape from it. Slowly, I gathered my strength and stood up, my legs feeling weak beneath me. Taking a deep breath, I made my way out of the room, determined to find my father and make sense of this nightmare. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions and questions. Why had Jacob acted this way? What had I gotten myself into? As I walked through the luxurious hallways of our home, I couldn't help but feel like a stranger in my own house. The luxury that had once fascinated me now seemed like a facade, hiding the darkness that lurked within.

**Jacob's point of view**

As I left Heaven's room and entered the living room, I sank onto the sofa, still reeling from the intense encounter we had just shared. Moments later, Heaven emerged from her room and quietly settled beside her father, her teary eyes betraying her inner turmoil.

"Now, I'd like to discuss the main topic," I began, my gaze fixed on Mr. Roman. "I have feelings for your daughter, and I'd like to arrange our marriage as soon as possible. The day after tomorrow would be suitable for me."

I stole a glance at Heaven, who wore a conflicted expression, her eyes brimming with tears. Mr. Roman, with a fake smile masking his true intentions, responded, "Mr. Knight, that sounds wonderful. I have no objections to the date. I believe Heaven will also accept our decision."

His words were a facade, a charade of concern for his daughter. I saw through his act; I knew the kind of person he truly was, greedy and deceptive. Suppressing my laughter, I kept up my act, maintaining an appearance of respect.

I stole another glance at Heaven, hoping to see love and affection for me in her eyes. After our marriage, I always wanted her by my side. This was going to be interesting.

Once all the arrangements were made, we left Heaven's house and got into my car. I knew Nick, my loyal friend, was likely happy with my decision, despite his attempts to annoy me earlier. He understood the importance of this alliance.

**Heaven's point of view**

My life had become a roller coaster ride, and I was aware that Jacob Knight was not just a bad guy; he was a devil. I couldn't let him ruin my life. He had no regard for my feelings, and the events of the day had left me feeling miserable and trapped.

I covered myself with a blanket and allowed my tears to fall, missing my mother more than ever. "I miss you, Mom," I whispered, my heart heavy with longing.

The memory of what had happened between Jacob and me earlier in the day was etched into my senses like a haunting nightmare. What had started as a simple kiss had transformed into an ordeal of fear and confusion. I had never imagined that a kiss, a symbol of affection and tenderness, could become something so terrifying and overwhelming.

Jacob Knight was a puzzle, the complete antithesis of me. He appeared unwilling to unveil his emotions, keeping them shrouded in a cloak of mystery. Yet, despite his mysterious shell, I could sense that he yearned for something from me, something he boldly referred to as "love."

His true intentions remained elusive to me, a riddle I couldn't decipher. Did he genuinely desire a connection with me, or was there a hidden agenda behind his actions? The riddle that was Jacob Knight continued to confuse and complicate me.

As I lay beneath my blanket, lost in a sea of thoughts, I grappled with the complexity of our situation. A reluctant attraction had ignited between us, but it was overshadowed by fear and uncertainty. The days leading up to our impending marriage promised to be a journey filled with unanswered questions, emotions at odds with each other, and an undeniable magnetic pull that neither of us could escape.

The mere thought of Jacob stirred a whirlwind of emotions within me-fear, curiosity, and an unexpected spark of conspiracy. I had entered into unknown territory, and as the days unfolded, I couldn't help but wonder if there was more to this perplexing man than met the eye.

Meanwhile, Jacob stood in solitary contemplation on his balcony, the cool night air caressing his face as he grappled with the turmoil within. He couldn't shake the memory of the taste of his lips, the intoxicating mixture of fear and desire that had lingered in the air between them. The allure of our encounter had left an indelible mark, a burning desire for more of what had happened.

The conflict within him raged on. He wanted her-every part of her-but he was torn between his overwhelming desire and the fear that he might lose control, causing her harm. The realization of the power he held over me was both intoxicating and terrifying.

"I want her, all of her," he murmured to the moonlit night, his voice laced with a mixture of longing and uncertainty. "But I won't force her. I want her to come to me willingly."

His thoughts drifted back to the moment he had claimed her lips without permission, the undeniable chemistry between them. electrifying the air. He yearned for her presence, an unfamiliar sense of desperation gnawing at him. Jacob was coming to terms with a weakness he had never encountered before, the overwhelming pull of love.

"This girl is driving me crazy," he admitted softly to himself, his voice laden with a vulnerability he rarely allowed to surface. He couldn't help but remember how she had looked, so vulnerable and miserable when she begged him to let her go.

Jacob's determination was unwavering, and with each passing moment, his need to possess her grew stronger. He had no intention of letting her slip through his fingers. He was resolute in his desire to claim her, and he believed that no matter what she did, she would always belong to him.

As he gazed out into the night, the atmosphere around him seemed to echo the unspoken sentiments that simmered beneath the surface. The complexities of their relationship continued to unfold, promising a future filled with passion, turmoil, and an undeniable connection that neither of them could deny.