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3: [ NYX' TROUBLES ]

[ CHAPTER 3: NYX' TROUBLES]

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Nyx exhaled wearily as she reclined on her bed, her mind consumed by a maelstrom of animosity and profound dread. Naturally, it wasn't her fault but rather the intrusive thoughts that plagued her consciousness, originating from the vexatious individual who possessed dominion over her soul. She sighed and sat up, massaging her temples with a tinge of irritation.

"This is exasperating," she groaned as she shed her night garments, disrobing until she stood unclothed. Sleep had eluded her once again, mirroring the events of the preceding night. Her eyes waged a battle against drowsiness as she stepped into the shower, surrendering to the cascading water that enveloped her form, drenching her disheveled hair, which had unraveled from its customary braid.

After concluding her shower, Nyx wrapped a bathrobe around her damp body, neglecting to fasten it securely. She left the bathroom and allowed her body to collapse onto the bed. She sighed, turning onto her side with a furrowed brow. "Goodness... this is distressing." Nyx traced circles in her blanket with her finger before rising to her feet. With a snap of her fingers, a wispy fog enveloped her figure, dissipating to reveal her adorned in her uniform, her hair dried and neatly braided, with the scorpion tail tip adorning its end. She adjusted her bangs and stood up, stretching and yawning, composing herself.

She opened the door to her bedroom and made her way downstairs, though her movements resembled a crawl before summoning the willpower to stand upright, peering through to see who was present.

To her mild disappointment, it was only Elijah. Her eyebrow arched as she approached him, feeling slightly aroused on this particular day. And who better to share her lustful desires with than Elijah? Nyx slid next to him and yawned, catching Elijah's gaze. He smiled cheerfully and addressed her, "Good morning, Nyxie doll~ Are you alright?"

Nyx nodded once, emitting a solitary sigh before glancing at Elijah. He met her gaze, recognizing that expression more intimately than anyone else. "In the morning? Seriously?" Elijah chuckled.

"Is that a no?" Nyx inquired, tilting her head knowingly, aware that it wasn't.

Elijah grinned and shook his head, seizing her face gently and initiating a kiss. Nyx reciprocated almost instantly, sensing his hands encircling her hips and seating her on his lap. The passionate kiss intensified, their breaths escaping in pants as they locked eyes upon disengaging. Elijah's grin widened as he gradually directed his attention toward her uniform.

Abruptly, the door swung open, causing Nyx to disentangle herself from Elijah and cross her legs, an air of modesty settling upon her. Bunnix stormed into the living room, emitting a frustrated groan. "That good for nothing little shit!" Her tirade halted upon noticing Nyx and Elijah. "Oh! You guys are here!" She skipped over to them and settled between the two, creating a physical distance between Nyx and Elijah. Nyx sighed, while Elijah bristled with irritation, resting his chin on his hand, propping his elbow on the armrest, his expression reflecting annoyance. Bunnix continued her animated chatter, recounting an incident involving an annoying customer and her extra shift at the salon later in the afternoon, owing to her newfound popularity. Elijah glanced at Nyx, who appeared to listen to Bunnix with feigned indifference, as if nothing had transpired between them. Unexplainably, this nonchalant demeanor only served to tick off Elijah even more than he already was. Nyx caught his gaze, tilting her head, causing him to avert his eyes and furrow his brows. After what seemed like an eternity, Bunnix rose, stretching her limbs. "Well, this was pleasant. See you later. I'm going to rest." Bunnix departed, retreating to her room with a sprightly hop. Elijah glanced at Nyx, who was closing her eyes. She reopened them, catching Elijah's gaze once more.

"What's the matter?" she questioned tilting her head at him.

Elijah tilted his head before drawing her closer to him. "We're not finished..." He kissed her before she could utter a word, his hands tracing delicate patterns along her back. Nyx reciprocated the kiss, her hands trembling as they reached for Elijah's face. Elijah withdrew, panting softly, before closing his eyes and lifting her into his arms. Nyx emitted a yelp, clinging tightly to him. Elijah smiled and ascended the stairs toward Nyx's room. "I don't wish to be interrupted again..."

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Nyx wakes up, no clothes and a sleeping Elijah next to her. That sex session went on longer than she expected. It was bloody midnight. Her body covered in bruises and bite marks everywhere. She recalls the moments from before and bites her lip. Was he really aggressive or was that just her?

"Look at you... so needy already..."

"Gosh you fucking whore."

She paused and shook her head before getting up, her feet touching the ground, which made her wince from the pain in her legs. She trembled to get up before being pulled back into bed. Hands wrapped around her waist. She looked back to see Elijah clinging onto her tightly, kissing her shoulder. "Don't go..."

Nyx sighed and looked down at his hands that held on her tightly. "Elijah... you have to let go..."

Elijah let out a huff before rolling on top of and pinning her to the bed again. He frowned at her and titled his head. "Do you want to go again..."

Nyx swallowed hard before nodding once. Elijah smirked and smashed his lips against her already bruised lips and deepened it. Nyx kissing back and wrapping her arms around him. Elijah let out a sigh before grabbing hold of her calves and lifting them up. He licked his lips before teasing her thighs with his tongue. Nyx' leg trembled as he touched her and licked her.

"Round two slut."

END OF CHAPTER 3

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