DESOLATION

9

Hey Readers! 

Another update for you. I feel like there will be a lot of mistakes in today's chapter because I am too tired right now. 

Hope you enjoy the chapter!

INEZ

I kept thinking about his words. I was so lost in my thoughts that I did not realize when he came back into the room. A flicker of his fingers brought me back to reality. I looked at him with confusion.

"What are you thinking so deeply?" He asked while looking at me with his scrutinizing gaze. The way he stares at me makes me fear him even when I have done nothing. Unable to hold his stare I looked down.

"I am thinking about what you said earlier," I told him truthfully. He continued to look at me for a few seconds and then picked up his phone from the table. He did not say anything and moved towards the couch. After doing something on his phone he looked at me.

"I am thinking of having dinner outside today. What do you think about it?" He asked me. I look at his face and try to gauge his expression but I don't find anything strange. Is this a way to ask someone for dinner? A person should ask his partner lovingly and with a smile but his expressions and cold tone are making me terrified. Does he even care whether I want to go or not? I sigh. No, he does not.

"I don't think what I want matters," I said sorrowfully. Lorcan chuckled at this. I don't think I said anything funny.

"What you want matters as long as I want it to and about going outside for dinner, I do want to know what you want, my love," Lorcan said with a smirk.

"I don't want to go," I tell him with displeasure. I look away from him and towards the balcony.

"I see. It seems like my precious little wife is still angry at me when she should not be." He said in a calm taunting tone. I did not say anything in reply. He knows I am angry but he does not care. According to him, I should not be angry with him. He believes he has done nothing wrong by ruining my life. I look at Lorcan who is doing something on his phone. I also pick up my phone and open a game.

"We are going for dinner. You have ten minutes to get ready," Lorcan ordered and then sat on the couch. I was going to refuse but his phone started ringing and he picked up the call. Lorcan looked at me and with a gesture of his hand told me to get ready. I mentally scoffed. He is portraying it as if he cares about me being angry. He does not. He even forgets his so-called love for me when he is angry.

Having no other choice, I get up and go to freshen up. I choose a pretty pink skirt with a white top and wear it. The floral pink skirt that reaches my ankles is making me look different. I am wearing a long skirt after a long time. I then wear white heels and do minimal makeup.

When I was ready, I went into the room and found Lorcan waiting for me. He stood up upon noticing me. "I am ready," I told him. He came closer to me and kept looking at me. I did not look up at his face but just kept looking at the buttons of his shirt. He softly put his hand on the side of my face.

"You are looking ethereal, mo grá," He said and then leaned down to peck my lips. The moment his lips touched mine my breath hitched and my heart started beating wildly. He was going to pull away but he deepened the kiss. Our lips moved in sync. He placed his other hand on my waist. My hands were tightly clutching his shirt.

When he pulled apart, I was breathless while he looked normal. I could feel the heat creep to my cheeks. I left his shirt and pulled my hands back. I did not have it in me to look at him right now. He chuckled and left my waist.

"Let's go." After saying this he placed his hand on my back and we started going downstairs. I had not left my room since I came here so I did not know where to go. The mansion is looking as beautiful as it was looking last night. The bright lights were illuminating every corner. When we reached the front door I saw a man dressed in servant's clothes with his head bowed down.