Chap-8*Caged By His Kiss*

It boggled my mind how he was blackmailing me, yet expecting me to please him in any way possible. I was biting my nails and staring at the screen when the only option left to me was a bluff.

Me: I am busy but I can compensate by meeting you tomorrow night.

I hated myself for playing along. I even list the count of how many times I have cringed when responding to him.

“It’s fine. That tomorrow night is not coming. I will fix it all before he even expects it.” I convinced myself that my idea was going to work and that I don’t have to worry about anything else.

My D: Wait! Really? I thought your pussy was only for your sister’s mate and that other older dude.

If I have to express in words, the amount of shock I received when reading his message, I will probably say it was similar to getting shot in the head with a silver bullet. There were a million ways I can take that statement. Did she really tell everyone she was keeping herself for my mate?

“Everybody knew she was chasing after my mate, but nobody ever taunted me or anything,” I whispered, now realizing how perfectly I have been secured from everyone. If it was somebody else, she would have got mocked by her peers for her sister wanting her mate. That didn’t happen to Serena. Nobody was allowed to speak rudely to me.

And then my brain picked up another thing from his text message.

“The older dude!” after getting pissed off at her for talking about my mate, I remembered the other name he spoke.

“She was seeing an older dude?” my stomach formed a knot because I instantly remembered she had only turned 18 with me about two months ago. Did she start seeing that dude afterward, or did he groom her?

Me: The older dude? I didn’t know you will bring him up in this conversation.

I tried playing cool but stayed on the topic to get whatever information I can get from him, which will help me know more about this dude.

My D: So tomorrow night it is then?

Obviously, he was too horny to think with his brain for now. I acknowledged I couldn’t get any information out of him. So I reckoned I will just focus on delaying the debt for now.

Me: See you tomorrow night!

After putting my phone aside, I rested my back and remembered Daxon’s smile. It had never been so long that I haven’t felt his arms. We were so in love and waiting for our mating ceremony. It all got snatched away from me right under my nose and I couldn’t do anything about it.

The stress of getting used to this new life was so intense that I forgot I hadn’t eaten the entire day. My stomach was growling and probably had rats chasing after the butterflies like my sister chasing after my happiness.

In order to get a good night's sleep so that I can get on board with my mission in the morning, I planned to treat my stomach with some food.

Usually, my mother would leave food in the mini-fridge for me, but that life is now in the hands of my sister. So I jumped off the bed and walked out of the room to be welcomed by a dark and humongous mansion.

Everybody had fallen asleep early after the day took a toll on them. I was probably the only one awake and headed to the kitchen.

There was a food-filled refrigerator in my sight and I was taking longer than a minute to decide what I want to eat when the footsteps approaching the kitchen caught my attention.

I was certain the maids were off duty at around this time of night. So whoever it was, has to be my family. Not paying much heed to it, I continued scavenging the fridge. They must be here to get something too, I thought and ignored them.

“After ruining your sister’s peace, here you are munching on food,”

That voice!

My skin crumbled over my bones when hearing that voice again. It was Daxon! The moment I pulled out of the refrigerator’s space, my eyes met his beautiful eyes.

He was standing in the doorway, looking bleak as hell. All this anger because somebody tried hurting his Serena. Oh! I cannot wait to be back in his arms.

I wanted to tell him everything right then and there, but the angry look on his face and concern for Serena apart from his hate for Arlene stopped me.

“Daxon!” even I resisted, a smile covered my lips. His sight was soothing to my eyes. Sadly, he didn’t share the same enthusiasm.

He was angry, and it was quite fair, too. To him, Arlene caused his mate and beloved Serena all those injuries. He had every right to be enraged, except I didn’t actually do anything.

“Shameless much?” I wasn’t used to his taunting tone or scowling face. In fact, he had not used his tone with me till now.

“I know you think I am manipulative and ba---,” I was trying to stick in the same line as Arlene, not trying to persuade him I am Serena but also pushing a bit of a nice reputation to mend her life as she wants me to.

“A bitch?” as he helped finish the sentence for me, I felt a bit ill at ease. Daxon using that term for my sister without knowing she had drugged him just rubbed me the wrong way. If he knew what she had done to him, I would have given him a pass to call her whatever name he pleases, but this right there just felt wrong.

“Don’t you think you are taking it too far?” I whispered, feeling hurt that he was using such terms. The Daxon I knew was polite and understanding. Well, my sister does leave such an effect. She can make anyone go wild with her insolent behavior.

“Too far? Explain your boundaries.” the way he said it in an undertone and started pacing closer to me, I critically backed down.

“I didn’t hurt her if that’s what you are mad about. I was in the bathroom, apologizing to her for trying to mess up her mating ceremony. Nothing else happened except that she accepted my apology,” with my steps proceeding backward and my voice changing dry in my throat, I managed to lie to his face. It wasn’t like my sister could now tell them certain conversations didn’t happen, so I can lie all I want.

“Oh! Arlene Majestic finally decided to apologize for her actions?” that little smirk curling his lips upward brightened his eyes.

“I reckoned this is not how I want to live anymo---re,” I fumbled upon my words when my back hit the wall and there was no way other than watching him get closer.

My mind kept questioning his motives for getting closer. Was he going to hit me? Was he going to make me apologize again?

I then acknowledged I had wasted most of the time questioning his proceeding steps as he has already reached me. He rested his elbow on the wall right beside my head and leaned in on me.

“If I ever saw you near Serena, I promise to mess you up so bad that you will cry for me to end your life.” that threat and aggressive grunting shook me into goosebumps.

His threat was intense, but it displayed his love for Serena.

“I don’t even plan to,” I murmured, distracting my eyes from his. For an angry man, his deep stare into my eyes was way too calm.

I stayed put to my spot, thinking now he will leave, but the more he was staying, the more uneasy I was feeling. His closeness made me question his threat now.

Why wasn’t he just walking away already?

“If the conversation here is done, I would like to leave,” I said in a rough tone. My voice was getting stuck in my throat and I didn’t want to cough on his face.

“Can you step aside so that I can leave?” I requested in a whisper again, not even looking at him.

“But you haven’t apologized to me yet.” there was no longer an angry look on his face. I hated to admit he seemed to be playful with me.

No! I am just thinking too much about it. He definitely hates Arlene for what she has done to us, so maybe he is just mocking her. Here I was busy convincing myself the butterflies he was giving me with his heavy breathing and the playful smirk were nothing when he took the next step and left me shocked.

Without further notice, he grabbed my head and pulled my face over his. As our lips crashed, he made sure I cannot be freed from the cage of his lips.