"You look perfect," he whispered into my ear.
"Well you look a mess," I responded plainly, but he could sense the waver and doubt as I released a small whine.
"That so..." he cooed huskily into the crook of my neck, feeling my pulse with his softened lips.
His hand grabbed onto the both of mine, placing them above my head, as my mind began to spiral, "Then why is it you stare at me?"
"I don't know," I whispered cockily, clenching my thighs.
"Oh?" he spread my legs open fastly with his knee, watching my mouth fall open with delight.
"𝗠𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻, 𝗚𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮?"
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Working as a maid for the most powerful kingdom, Gloria Manú has yet to feel greater than what she is. As if fate were real, she was taken under care of a knight. The captain, to be exact.
He wasn't like the happy adventurous soul that she possessed. He was quite the opposite. Cold, emotionless, and intimidating. Yet somehow, his protective side made her feel like a princess. That's all she's ever wanted, and she started to fall in love.
Nonetheless, he didn't see her in the same way she saw him, despite the constant hints.
He'd always forget her confessions.
Will he ever realize what he means to her and how long will she have to remind him?
⚠ Will Contain Mature Content ⚠
➥ Started: 4/30/21 - Finished: 5/18/21
Warning‼️This book contains abtruse topics such as Dark love, Abuse, Violence etc.
You have been warned.
"I thought after 3months of dealing with my anger, when I finally saw you again the desire to skin you alive and add your pretty skin to my collection would have died down." he said camly looking at me. His game on pause for a second. My heart dropped to my feet. My eyes were wandering between him and the items close to him as I blinked the tears away.
"Sylas- please. You have to understand-" I felt more scared seeing as his attention was back on the board and not on me. Dying was an exceptional thing for me but death by Sylas I couldn't even begin to imagine.
"Sprich nicht."(Don't speak.) His native tongue did something to me. I gulped being unable to look at his eyes even though they were on the chess board.
"What did you think was going to happen Mäuschen?" he asked giving me his full attention. Every Fibre in my body wanted to run, my mind was screaming for me to run but I knew that wouldn't get me anywhere, it would just make him more excited.
"Lay your hands on the table." he commanded moving the chess board further from him. I now wished he continued with his game. I didn't want all of his attention. I complied to his instruction with trembling hands knowing I had no choice.
"Which finger did you use?" he asked casually grabbing the hammer and standing up causing a sob to wreck through me. I harshly bit into my bottom lip to stop the begging that was at the tip of my tongue, I knew he wouldn't listen, he only just wanted his answer but I had no control over my tears.
..
She wishes she never met him, but wishes only come true in fairy tales.