Zuriel The little Princess was driving me crazy. I fumed in anger when I saw her smiling fondly at another man. That tour guide. I hated how much it affected me. How much she affected me, She should only be my wife on paper and nothing more. I shouldn't allow myself to care for her or else she will get hurt in the long run. I wasn't a good man. I wasn't capable of truly loving or caring for another human. Not with the demons that reside within me. The voice of my father lives rent-free in my head, in my memories. His curses, his beating every time I showed any kind of emotion. He told me I was weak. He was mad, mad for power and territory like his dragon. A paranoia who thought he'd be attacked anytime. He wanted me to be exactly like him. He killed so many and made me watch. A seven-year-old boy watched as heads rolled off bodies and as others burned while he drank and laughed. That shit destroys you from the inside. It shuts you down, and you hate everything and everyone, incl
Elara My entire body is sore when I wake up for the second time. I blush at the memory of intense morning sex with my husband. I sit up when I realize I'm alone in bed. I check the time on my phone. It is after 11 A.M. I stretch my limbs and go to the shower. While in there, I discover I have bruises on my body. Zuriel is rough when making love to me. ' No, he fucked us... Hard,' Ara muses. She is chirping and excited. ' Fuck,' I mumble the word. My gaze fell on my wrist. There are red lines that are now fading. He bound my wrists together because he didn't want me to touch him. I frown. I like to touch him, but he hates it. Why didn't he want to be touched? His body got so cold when I did, and goosebumps appeared on his skin. I need to find out why he hates being touched. Maybe it's childhood trauma or something. Talking to someone might help him, and I would love to help him. ' I will ask him about it today,' I told Ara, ' You should, but it's Zuriel. Don't expect him to
After changing my clothes, I rushed to the lobby. My heart is still pounding after what happened at the table. My body shivers, and a smile plays on my lips. I love that man. I can't believe this is happening right now. If someone told a thirteen-year-old me, I'd be married and fucked by him. I wouldn't believe it. I don't even mind that he is coarse. I like it like that. " Elara," A voice jolts me, and I turn. My eyes meet Rob's. I skip towards him happily." Hi, Rob!" " You are in good spirits today. I'm pleased to see you like this," he tells me. " Thank you. So, where are you taking me today," I say, going to the exit, " I want to take you on the water today. We can see the fish up close," he says, and I freeze. Water? No. I love looking at the ocean, but I didn't love being in the water or a boat, no matter how big it was. " Can we do something else? I can't swim, so I'm scared," I confess. " Really? Why come here then," he laughs. " I love the ocean. I just don't like b
Zuriel cradled me in his arms and placed a lingering kiss on my head. My heart swelled, and tears welled in my eyes. I wanted more, so much more from him. However, he said that he would never love me. I needed to accept that, but it was so hard. Not when one minute he was hot and cold another" Would you like a drink?" he asks. " No," I answer. I'm very calm in his arms. I don't want to leave. We stay like this a while longer. My stomach growls, and gently, he puts me to sit on the leather seat. " I'll ask the chef to prepare you a snack," he says, going to another part of the boat. I sigh and relax. I close my eyes momentarily, enjoying the wind against my naked skin. We spent two nights on the boat. We slept and had sex half of the time. I thought by now, Zuriel would be open to me touching him, but no. He always bound my hands with handcuffs to the headboard when I touch him. It was exciting. However, I wondered why he hated to be touched so much. We watched the sunrise and suns
" Why did you do that?" I scoff. A slither of jealousy rushed through me. It's the past, I know, but I can't help it. " She seduced me. I didn't know she belonged to another man. Honestly, I didn't care," he says. So, the fiancé seduced Zuriel because he was wealthier. What a despicable woman. I snarl. " So, you are worried that he's close to me to exact revenge?" He avoids my gaze after my question. I was right. " You owe Rob an apology," " I owe him nothing. His woman was ambitious. She would have done that with another man sooner or later," he growled. " I meant you owe him an apology for hurting him earlier, Zuriel," " I'm sorry," he says. " Not to me, but to Rob," " I owe you an apology, too, little Princess. My behavior was unhinged. You were in pain because of your mate's betrayal, but I misinterpreted it," his tone is sincere. I don't want to forgive him yet, so I just nod, " Thank you," I say and enter the shower. Zuriel watches in stunned silence. I feel
Zuriel is close to me. His eyes stuck on mine. I want to kiss him when my eyes fall on his full lips, but I don't. I growl at him and continue eating. " Do you want some cake?" I ask. " No, but I want you," he says. I gape at how bold he is. He raises his phone in my face and takes a picture of me. My mouth is still full of cake. " Delete that," I say sternly. He shakes his head, " I like it. I'm putting it as my wallpaper," he says. I grab the phone from his hands. How can anyone like this? My eyes looked too big for my face, my mouth was open, and I had frosting on my mouth. He grabs it back. True to his word, that is his new screen saver. " I'm taking a bad picture of you, too," I growled. I get my phone and try to take one bad picture of him. However, the bastard looks like some Greek god even without trying. I throw a cake in his face, trying to make him look bad, but my efforts are futile. " This is unfair," I give up. I stand against the window, looking at the water arou
After saying goodbye to Rob and the staff, we went to the airport. Our way home was filled with silence. The good kind, though. I ate and watched movies while Zuriel worked. " Are you not hungry? You didn't eat anything," I say. He lifts his eyes to meet mine. " I'm good. Enjoy," We land after two hours. Bruce is there to welcome us at the private airport. " What are you doing here?" Zuriel asks, frowning. I hit his arm softly, " He is here to welcome his friend," I grit my teeth. He sighs and says, " Thanks for coming," he grumbles. Bruce raises his eyebrows and smiles at me, " Teaching his basic manners. Thank you, Mrs," I give him a cheeky grin and nod. " The driver is waiting. Let's go," Bruce says. We are walking to the car when I catch a scent that makes me growl. River. " This woman came too? " I glare at Bruce. He raises his hands and shakes his head, " She didn't come with me, I promise," I watch with a stern expression as River walks towards us. She is
ZurielPrincess Elara. Elara. Her name rings in my head. Ever since I told her about what happened with my therapist, I felt like a heavy load was lifted off my chest. I didn't know talking about it would help me. I appreciated what she said. How concerned and understanding she was of me. As I spent more time with her, I realized how mature she was. She has grown to be a wonderful young woman. Princess Elara was jealous of River. But she needed not to worry because there was nothing with River and me. I was attached to River a few years ago because of the abuse we both suffered at our tender ages. We bonded over that. It still makes me guilty that I married another woman after she came back. After she lost our child at the hands of those rogues. I had rejected River's propositions to get married, but, I agreed to marry another woman. That is why I couldn't completely cut her out of my life. I made a promise to care for her as best as I can. I take a shower and step out of the bat