All Chapters of Her Oasis; His Destruction: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

He was sweating profusely.His heart hammered violently against his chest. The air was hot and humid. He had found refuge in an empty barn he believed was the only place he could be alone to face the devil of what was happening to him.The shadows were threatening to attack and consume him. he could barely make out their figure but he was sure as hell they weren't humans.The rays of light that crept in from the window seemed to be what kept them abay.He was rested against an abandoned wagon that was filled up with hay. It was eerily silent. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead and rolled down his face. When the light from the moon touched those beads, they gave his skin a glistening effect.The light fell over him , revealing the silk white shirt he had on. It was opened at the chest, exposing the rich contours of his smooth chest and his taut muscles. The view came to an end above his navel. His light brown breeches turned deep brown due to the fact that he was sitting on the bare g

Mariana Rosette couldn't forget the gray eyes that she had encountered in the woods. Even as the iron gates of her aunt's courtyard came into view. Even as she examined the elegantly constructed mansion in which her aunt resides. Even as the horses came to a stop and she dismounted Calliope, the thought of those intriguing gray eyes never left her head."We're here Lady Mariana," Quin announced behind her.Mariana nodded and threw another scrutinizing stare at the mansion. It was still the way she remembered it when she visited as a child. It stood on its own in its magnificence. It had a rich mixture of expensive and exotic woods from the best parts of the world as well as bricks that decorated some parts of the wall. The house was the family home of the Romans, her mother's home. The Romans never had a male child and with Mariana's mother dead, every riches that they had was inherited by her aunt, Lydia Roman. Lydia was the same person who had become Mariana's new guardian as her

Mariana's eyes were squeezed shut."What is the name of your horse again? Ah, yes, Calliope. It will be really devastating if some bad misfortune were to befall the poor horse. It's up to you though, if the horse will remain safe or not," Lydia's threat came back to Mariana's thought.It still baffled Mariana that her aunt had dared to threaten her. All this was happening because she was an orphan now. It was happening because those beasts had murdered her parents that day. If her parents had still been alive, then she would have been in the safety of her room, not bothered at all about some rich and spoilt prince that whom her aunt had arranged a marriage for her."I am done my Lady," Leandra whispered.This caused Mariana's eyes to fly open. She had totally forgotten that Leandra was in the room with her. She had forgotten that Leandra had been dressing her hair. She had zoned out to another episode of her many thoughts.Mariana stared at herself in the mirror. She looked different.

He stalked through the woods. He was as quiet as ever. He scuffled his feet softly on the the ground. He moved like there weren't thorns in the woods. He listened for any other sound that was unnatural in the forest. He strained his hear for sound. Any sound at all. Lucius felt close to the beast. He had this gut feeling that he was close to taming it. There was a thick fog around him, because it was barely dawn. His cloak gave him some form of cover and the fog hid him well. All of a sudden, he heard a twig snap behind him. He whipped his head to the back immediately to see what it was. It was pointless, his vision was hazy. The forest immediately grew quiet. His heart began race. The hair at his back rose. He felt like he was been watched. Like a prey hiding from its predator. Another twig broke, this time, he didn't bother checking to see what it was. He swiftly moved away from the spot he had been. He felt a presence around him. He couldn't shake the feeling of danger. From

Lucius could not take his eyes off Mariana. He felt something deep within him fighting to be unleashed and run to Mariana. He wanted to grab her badly and pull her into his arms. He wanted to plant kisses on her neck. He wanted to plant kisses all over her delicate body. He tore his gaze away from her burning brown eyes. She wasn't his. She was the prince's. It was treason to think about the prince's woman in this way. He could be killed for it. It was dangerous to have her on his mind. But it was hard to not think of her. Her lip curled into a sensual smile. She was aware of her charm. Her lashes framed eyes twinkled. Of all the guards at his disposal, it had to be him the Prince chose to fetch Mariana. He didn't know whether or not to be grateful for that. All he knew was that it would a long torturous ride. He was jolted out of his thoughts her aunt's voice "Escort her safely to the Prince," she ordered She shot her niece one last warning look before she retreated back inside.