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Chapter Twenty-One
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2024-10-29 19:42:56I watched their surprised faces, patiently waiting for one of them to speak, “Stopping him is only half the job.” But it was a deep rumbling, appealing voice that my ears heard. I gulped down the yoghurt in my mouth, trying not to shiver pleasurably under the deep voice as I fought the urge to look behind me. I wanted to lock my eyes with that unique colour, but they would pull me into its depths, were the green glints hid.
I cleared my throat taking another spoonful, “What more?” I asked.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full.” Alec scolded me, a deep scowl in place. I rolled my eyes at him, if only he knew the desires that Tristan’s voice alone brought me.. Not that I would tell him! I heard Tristan’s feet shifting, stepping closer and closer towards me from behind, and with each step my heart seemed to have raced twice the speed, rushing the blood through my veins.
I almost snapped my eyes closed as
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Without another word, he ripped his gaze from me and left the kitchen, “I guess I annoyed Toothless off,” I mumbled, watching his figure drift into the distance. I silently hoped for him to look back at me, a hope that dreaded me. I was supposed to use him for information against Venturi, but I’m finding myself drawn into his presence and wanting more of him with every second that has passed. Every time I built my walls, it only took those damn sparks to make them come crumbling down like pieces of clay.“You like him.” Alec’s voice tore me away from the door he passed minutes ago.I blinked, rapidly, clearing my throat as I saw thesoft smile he played, “What? No!” I spattered out, I fought the urge to facepalm myself.“Of course, she doesn’t,” Austin was quick to join in, sounding very confident in himself, “Because lovely Jisoo here, is going to fall for me.” He winked, t
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He stood there with a few papers in his hand as he watched me with a deep frown. I felt myself gulping under the intensity of his eyes, even from standing half away across the room. They stood out alarmingly against his dark hair, impossible to miss.“Can I help you with anything?” He asked, tossing the papers onto the table. My eyes wandered the length of his large office. The dominating black colour is what I noticed first. Black with gold embedded around, a mix of modern and vintage. The black wooden boards gleamed, sparkling against the hues if sunlight that poured into the room. Plain and cold, very much like him. But I couldn't help but remember the same colours coated him, when he was transformed into a dragon. The creature'sdominating colour was black, with the brighter running along the edges, like gold hidden within black rocks.I cleared my throat, slightly grateful for the formal tone he had used on me, “I was hoping to help with the
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Finding myself in the dark-coloured room again, I sighed, feeling my wound throbbing with a strange numbing sensation. It made me almost regret not listening to Tristan.I groaned, sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling utterly worn down.Collapsing myself onto the soft mattress, I looked up at the ceiling allowing myself to think.It was harder than I thought, gettingthrough to this man. He wouldn't budge. It was going to take much more time than I had anticipated. It wasn't just the Venturi I needed to stop, but Jackson too. He would definitely take the chance to reign over the empire I had built.I sighed, realising I had made more enemies than I thought possible. Both of them wanting, the end of me. While Venturi had taken some sort of liking towards me, I knew him well enough to know he would do anything to reach his goal, and from what the 'twins' had told me, he was even willing to kill for it.He had killed many
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Finding myself in the dark-coloured room again, I sighed, feeling my wound throbbing with a strange numbing sensation. It made me almost regret not listening to Tristan. I groaned, sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling utterly worn down. Collapsing myself onto the soft mattress, I looked up at the ceiling allowing myself to think. It was harder than I thought, gettingthrough to this man. He wouldn't budge. It was going to take much more time than I had anticipated. It wasn't just the Venturi I needed to stop, but Jackson too. He would definitely take the chance to reign over the empire I had built. I sighed, realising I had made more enemies than I thought possible. Both of them wanting, the end of me. While Venturi had taken some sort of liking towards me, I knew him well enough to know he would do anything to reach his goal, and from what the 'twins' had told me, he was even willing to kill for it. He had killed
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A/N: Mature themes coming up later on this chapter.“No.”I said so simply, knowing it would easily snap his patience like a twig, and then hopefully he will leave me the hell alone.“No?!” His voice raised many decibels, making me wonder if he ever heard that word. I groaned, massaging my temples, his nonsense was starting to give me an aching head again.“Yes, Tristan! No! I won’t get out!” I rose my voice above his, stubbornly, making it clear to him I was willing to put up a fight if it means necessary.“Last time, Jis-”But I cut him off, “Come get me, Toothless!” I snapped, daring him, knowing he wouldn’t. I waited for him to walk off and maybe confront me later about this.The calming silence that camefrom the other side of the doorletme know he was probably gone. I sighed gently, and I clo
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I stared at my leg for what seemed for hours. I sat there as shock engulfed me in a whole; a fog that wrapped me within itself. I wanted to open my mouth, trying to give myself some sort of reassurance, but nothing came, my mind was still processing what I had witnessed.I grazed over my leg, waiting for pain to strike through, to make me regret ever touching the wound. No agonising pain, but all I felt was the soft touches of fingertips over the bare skin. No blood, no cracks, no cuts… Nothing but soft smooth skin.My breathing hitched my throat, maybe a mirage or dream or something I hoped to see, only to be pulled back into reality as the pain took its effect, but even as I sat there, waiting for that thought to become reality.. it simply didn’t.I shook my head several times and rubbed my eyes, making sure what I saw, is what I saw. Letting out a deep sigh, I hung my head in my hands, feeling completely overwhelmed and lost.
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I gasped, stiffening under his boldness, but didn’t get much time to react as a loud deep voice broke through, “Austin!” I almost shivered under the coldness it held, like sharp shards of ice piercing your skin.Austin chuckled, as if used to it, pulled away from me, allowing me to see Tristan by the door, a deep scowl and a sharp glare within those seafoam eyes, making them shine with a stronger intensity. His hands balled into fists as his eyes glared at Austin, who stood next to me.“Relax big boss, just having a little bit of fun.” He replied calmly, causing me to raise an eyebrow.“You’re worse than those New York pricks,” I muttered, shaking my head and stepping into the office, paying little to no attention to Tristan as I passed him.Alec was the first I saw as I stepped in, he shook his head, presumingly at Austin. Walking into the centre of the office, I could feel a pair of eyes boring into
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Tristan frowned deeply gazing over every feature of my face once again. I gazed into the bright seafoam colour, waiting for Alec and Austin to leave. From my peripheral view, I saw them both looking up at Tristan, silently asking if he was ok with the demand I laid out.He nodded slowly turning slightly towards them, but his eyes never left mine for a second, even as they exited and closed the door behind him.I smirked, ready to break the damn silence that dominated the room as we studied each eyes, trying yet again, to find the unknown, “Forbidden, huh?” I raised an eyebrow.He sighed, turning to the side, wrenching his gaze from me, “Why are you here, Jisoo?”I rolled my eyes, “Why do you think I am here, Toothless?”“There’s nothing for you, here.” He muttered, round his large table to sit on his chair. His eyes casted away now, not even letting me spare a glance at those
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I sighed, running a hand over my face, and just as I opened my mouth to speak, the doors slammed open, with a man out of breath and rushing over to Tristan. The sudden commotion had Cynthia whimpering in fear and I watched as Alec pulled her into his arms, trying to comfort the frightened little girl.But even as he tried the whimpers couldn’t be stopped.“Give her to me,” Viviane said gently, softly pulling her child close to her chest. My heart wrenched at the sight. Only slight whimpers had feel from Cynthia’s lips, but Viviane was beside her in seconds, hugging and comforting her with sweet words and soft promises.I gulped, hearing the cry of a little girl at the busy market place in the back of my mind.“What is it?” Tristan grunted. His eyes slowly leaving the now quietened Cynthia, his gaze lingered on me for a second, before turning to the panting man in front of him.“My prince, she won&rsqu
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I think we would gone through like this, grabbing onto each other’s warmth, if it weren’t for the sudden knocks against the wooden doors to his office.I gasped, pulling my body away from his, letting my thoughts and morals return to me. I gulped, trying to control my laboured breathing as I looked into his eyes. My heart thundered in my chest as irritation washed over his face, “What?!” A disapproving growl.I found myself almost jumping in surprise at the power and authority that radiated through him. An aura that brought people to their very knees.“Viviane, wants to see you.”My head shot up at the name, while I didn't feel a bubblingjealousy, anger coursed through my veins. Perhaps it was towards the irritation I, too, felt at the sudden disturbance or maybe it was from the uncontrollable urges my body was suddenly under.. influenced by his very touches.Regret? Yes...
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I almost shook my head as my urges became too strong to fight, or to control, perhaps that’s why my hands seemed to have a mind of their own. They grabbed a hold of his collars and pulled him down to my level again, immediately crashing my lips with his.I waited to feel the shock at my sudden movements, but I didn’t feel any bit of that emotionor anything alike from my actions.. All I felt was relief.. Pure relief of being able to breathe again after drowning for so long. There was no war of emotions in my chest as my lips moved against his. It made mysenses go numb, making me unable to think how wrong this was.I wanted answers, yet here I was, kissing the life out of this man like he was the air my lungs deeply craved for. Once again leaving them quick and unfinished as his lips practically brutalised mine.. a kiss, a bite.. everything a rush, as the simple gesture spoke with such need. Faster, deeper and hungrier has my hands moved up
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“Stop!” I snapped, my voice almost cracking as I spoke. I blinked trying to clear the dizziness his charming eyes brought to my mind.“What?” His lips spoke the question, making me admire how softly they moved to release it.. So enchanting to admire and crave for. The seafoam eyesseemed to dominate his whole face, especially with the intensity they shone with, the finest feature, standing fiercely against his dark locks of hair.“Stop looking at me like that, Tristan!” I snapped, trying to push his strong built body off mine. But my desperate attempts remained unfruitful.“Like what?” The anger in his eyes softened and the seafoam colour shone with a mesmerising glow, than the intensity. A glow that cleared some bit of the confusion within them, dimming the seafoam colour with a slightly darker shade. I didn’t understand the ways the colour worked, perhaps if was his way showing, or allowing some
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"I have seen many forms of tricks over the years. You will not fool me.""I was never trying to fool you, Tristan Slade!""I don't understand how you're my mate." His rough voice sounded through, harsher, as he let me freed of his grasp.The sudden loss of the sparks and his touches left me in a state of loneliness and a chilling coldness, like I had been surrounded or being pushed down by a fog of darkness. A fog embraced me into its coldest depths, keeping me locked in place, away from the sensations he had brought... making me wonder if I should accept this coldness that was suddenly surrounding me.It hurt, something hurt as I felt the fog push me down, something that prevented me from reaching forward; reaching towards the man before.. the man who had appeared in my dreams.I pushed myself against the cold, allowing the fog's coldness to embrace me further, "We are forbidden.." My lips had spoken the words, but my voice sounded foreign i
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Tristan frowned deeply gazing over every feature of my face once again. I gazed into the bright seafoam colour, waiting for Alec and Austin to leave. From my peripheral view, I saw them both looking up at Tristan, silently asking if he was ok with the demand I laid out.He nodded slowly turning slightly towards them, but his eyes never left mine for a second, even as they exited and closed the door behind him.I smirked, ready to break the damn silence that dominated the room as we studied each eyes, trying yet again, to find the unknown, “Forbidden, huh?” I raised an eyebrow.He sighed, turning to the side, wrenching his gaze from me, “Why are you here, Jisoo?”I rolled my eyes, “Why do you think I am here, Toothless?”“There’s nothing for you, here.” He muttered, round his large table to sit on his chair. His eyes casted away now, not even letting me spare a glance at those
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I gasped, stiffening under his boldness, but didn’t get much time to react as a loud deep voice broke through, “Austin!” I almost shivered under the coldness it held, like sharp shards of ice piercing your skin.Austin chuckled, as if used to it, pulled away from me, allowing me to see Tristan by the door, a deep scowl and a sharp glare within those seafoam eyes, making them shine with a stronger intensity. His hands balled into fists as his eyes glared at Austin, who stood next to me.“Relax big boss, just having a little bit of fun.” He replied calmly, causing me to raise an eyebrow.“You’re worse than those New York pricks,” I muttered, shaking my head and stepping into the office, paying little to no attention to Tristan as I passed him.Alec was the first I saw as I stepped in, he shook his head, presumingly at Austin. Walking into the centre of the office, I could feel a pair of eyes boring into
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I stared at my leg for what seemed for hours. I sat there as shock engulfed me in a whole; a fog that wrapped me within itself. I wanted to open my mouth, trying to give myself some sort of reassurance, but nothing came, my mind was still processing what I had witnessed.I grazed over my leg, waiting for pain to strike through, to make me regret ever touching the wound. No agonising pain, but all I felt was the soft touches of fingertips over the bare skin. No blood, no cracks, no cuts… Nothing but soft smooth skin.My breathing hitched my throat, maybe a mirage or dream or something I hoped to see, only to be pulled back into reality as the pain took its effect, but even as I sat there, waiting for that thought to become reality.. it simply didn’t.I shook my head several times and rubbed my eyes, making sure what I saw, is what I saw. Letting out a deep sigh, I hung my head in my hands, feeling completely overwhelmed and lost.
