Chapter 4

CHAPTER FOUR:

**Diane’s POV**

I gulped again and again, staring into his deep dark eyes that had suddenly turned from accommodating and kind into something so beastly, it was difficult to look into them.

“Pete…” I started, my voice thick with fear.

“Just call me boss.” He corrected me. Tilting his head to the side as if trying to understand some big puzzle.

“Why?” I whispered quietly, my eyes glazed with unshed tears as I stared up at him. I had nothing to say, even my brain was too mushy to form words.

Suddenly I remembered that he was my mate and I gasped again. So aside from making me a defenseless human, the moon goddess had also cursed me with a beast of a mate.

“Why?” He asked, his eyes boring into mine with so much proximity, it made my knees wobble. “Why what? Why did I save you from the bear’s trap? Why did I save you from vanquishing inside that thick forest or what Diane?”

I gulped again, the lump in my throat increased at every passing second. “Why that too…” I whispered quietly, my gaze not wavering from his stormy ones.

“Should I have watched you die? Now will you take the job or not?” He drawled, with his arms folded across his broad chest as he watched me intently.

From the base of his shirt’s collar, I could see a tattoo peeking out, and I couldn’t help but marvel at his magnificent body. He was indeed handsome through and through.

“The mate bond…” I whispered more to myself than to him, but he heard anyway. I knew he heard because he cocked one perfect eyebrow at me and took a few steps towards me.

“What about it?” He drawled, taking predatory steps into the room, instinctively, I stepped back as he stepped forward.

“Nothing!” I quickly rushed out, clutching the towel tightly around my body. “…and Pete..”

“Boss.” He corrected me. This time he sounded a little impatient. A little pissed off. I flinched slightly at his tone of voice. “I lied I was Robert yesterday in order to get you to follow me here…and if you do not stop calling me Pete, I’ll be forced to send you back home” He said a little too harshly.

Ohh…

“Okay boss.” I whispered, earning myself a raised eyebrow.

“In as much as you’re going to practically be my slave here, I wouldn’t want you to call me Alpha whenever we are alone, you’re not my subject, you’re my mate.” He drawled, looking at me.

“Slave?” I asked quietly as that was the only thing I could think of.

“Yes slave, my slave. You’ll be a maid here so that’s a slave right, I don’t care.” He replied nonchalantly, shrugging his broad shoulders as he spoke.

I gulped loudly, I didn’t want to be here. I didn’t want to be anyone’s slave especially not to this man I knew nothing about.

“I didn’t kill my step sister.” I blurted out suddenly, unsure of what else to say to him. I just wanted him to leave me alone. I wanted him to get out of the room. I was tired, absolutely tired of everything, of everyone.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about but I’m sure you didn’t,” he drawled, looking at me, “you don’t have the balls to kill someone.” I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to dance out in joy that at least someone believed me or cry out in frustration.

“Okay, thank you.” I said softly, looking up at him.

“Take off that towel.” He said suddenly, making me snap my head upwards to look at him.

“W-why?” I stuttered fearfully.

“Are you deaf?” He growled, staring down at me, “I just asked you to take off that towel.” I wasn’t sure if it was the tone of his voice or due to the words he had said but I felt fresh tears spring into my eyes.

In shaky hands, I let the towel around me drop to the floor around my feet, leaving my naked body exposed to his dark lustful eyes. I stepped away from him when he stepped towards me, and was about to move away again when I was suddenly pulled into an embrace, his warm full lips enveloping mine.

The kiss seemed to ignite a surge of wild pleasure which ran up the length of my body. A kind of warmth that scorched my skin, engulfed me until I almost melted in his touch.

I closed my eyes briefly, fearing it was one of those really realistic dreams people had, and that I would soon wake up, but I was soon snapped back to reality when I felt myself being lowered onto the bed behind me.

“Please, I don’t want to…” I cried softly, shrugging off his large calloused hands away from my body, but he was too big, too strong for me to fight against.

I felt his hand press me down against the bed, refraining me from moving, and I could only whimper in pain and fear.

I cried out suddenly in painful pleasure when he began caressing the length of my body slowly.

His actions made a sudden feeling of uneasiness well up at the base of my stomach but I shook off the uneasiness I felt almost immediately as his sinful hands continued its sweet assault down the length of my body.

“Please… Arrgh!” I cried out painfully when he raised my legs high, and thrusted into me with so much force, it seemed animalistic.

It became unbearable, and at the same time, insanely pleasurable as he began to go faster, making me shudder uncontrollably when I felt several shockwaves flow through my body.

It was so insane, so satisfying but at the same time so painful. I began to suddenly feel very light headed, my eyes becoming blurry, I arched my back and screamed out wantonly when an inexplicable burst of orgasm wracked my entire body.

He peppered featherlight kisses to my chin, down to my neck and my shoulders where he suddenly stopped, I was about to shake out of his hold when I felt him bite down hard into the skin of my neck. I yelped in pain.

But the pain didn’t last long, for almost immediately, it was replaced with a sweet feeling, so sweet it made me orgasm for a second time; it made my legs so weak, they felt like jelly. It almost seemed like I had been exposed to high electric voltages…

…and then, that was when realization hit.

That He had marked me! Without my consent…