Desires

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Hehe, people, I hope you will enjoy this one. Yet, a warning about intimate content in this chapter.

"So, I heard you did great on your first day at work." Arius walked past me and sat down. He grinned and crossed his hands behind his head.

"Not how I expected." I sat next to him and ran my fingers through my hair. "Is something wrong?"

I couldn't shake the feeling that something was troubling Arius. The smile on his face barely concealed the deep worry in his eyes.

"It's nothing," he replied without turning his gaze toward me. He stared into space, lost in thought.

"I'm just worried that my brother might hurt you, and I won't be able to protect you," said Arius as he gently took my hand in his.

I furrowed my brows and looked at him, confused. Why would Arius's brother want to hurt me? I wondered what Zaidh was like and what problem he had with me. Part of me grew curious, and I would be lying if I said that I didn't want to meet him.

"I have never met your brother, and he already hates me that much?"

"You know how difficult Zaidh can be. He wants to force you to perform the ritual if you decide not to do it."

We have already discussed that I'm going to help Arius. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here right now. Zaidh was indeed difficult to understand, but I felt pity that he hated me so much without knowing me first.

Yet I couldn't understand why Arius had so many concerns about him hurting me. I don't understand why Zaidh wants to fight me in the first place.

"I'm going to help you, Arius." I squeezed his hand. "There is no reason that could make me change my mind."

"Glad to hear it," Arius smirked, but I could see the worry lingering in his eyes. "I will do anything to protect you."

I placed my palm against his beautiful jawline, and he glanced at me, his eyes clouded with confusion. The worry etched into his face slowly began to fade. I felt how he enjoyed the moment when my hands were touching his face. I traced my fingers along his jawline and lifted his chin slightly.

 He deserved to relax, even if just for a moment.

Slowly, he placed his hand on the back of my neck, pulling me closer. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensation of his soft, cool lips pressing against mine. His kiss was gentle, his fingers threading through my hair with a soothing touch. I felt déjà vu, and it seemed that I had already kissed his soft lips once.

I couldn't understand the feeling that surged through my body. It was like the thrill of kissing my crush for the first time.

Our soft first kiss quickly deepened into a more intense one as Arius leaned over me, but then he suddenly pulled away slightly. His green eyes gazed at me mysteriously, and he furrowed his brows a bit. There is no chance that he will reject me now. I know that Arius is a decent man, and he is restraining himself from anything inappropriate, but I also know that he wants this as much as I do.

"Keira." He said almost in a whisper.

"I want you," I said.

Well, that was enough to get things going. 

I didn't know why, but I couldn't let him go. I ran my fingers through his styled hair, eliciting a satisfied sigh from him. Arius grabbed my waist and pulled me onto him. Our lips met for a long, intense kiss, and for the first time, I felt a heat radiating from within me that spread through every inch of my skin. Arius noticed it too; his hand slipped beneath my shirt, and he pulled away from my lips.

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