All Chapters of Mr. Darren's Feisty Little Pet: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Darren: After much hesitation and being left with no choice of rejecting my request, Evianna finally walked into my room. "Sit" Hearing my order, she pulled out the chair opposite where I sat on the table. Not waiting further, I dug into the raw meat on the plate in my front. "Why did you request to have dinner with me?" she asked. "Why?" looking up, I questioned her back. "It's just unusual of you," I smiled. I just wanted her presence where I am and nothing else. "Stop asking questions and eat" "I'm not hungry" I could feel her gaze on me but I didn't look up to meet her eyes as I continued eating. "Can I go?" she asked gently. Interesting, so she was ready to go to bed in hunger just because she was uncomfortable? "If you aren't hungry, then just watch me eat, otherwise, eat up and stop talking" Her gaze lingered on me for a while more before she dug into the meal in front of her, completely forgetting about my presence as she savored the taste. Her dish was packed w

Darren: With my back to her and picking out a brush to use, I heard her words which made my lips pull into a smile before I turned to meet her, her eyes widened as she stare deeply at the lingerie in her hand. "Does it look like you have an option?" setting a chair where I would seat and turning on the lamp beside the unused canvas, I took my seat on a stool and turned my gaze to the lady who was still standing by the door. "I don't have time to waste over here, get dressed and sit on the sofa" She threw a glare in my direction but her face relaxed immediately after she realized I was looking in her direction. "Isn't there something else I can wear?" "Nope" "Why this? "That's what I want you to wear for the painting" I answered, and watched as she gazed down at the red lingerie in her hand and then looked up at me. Crossing my hands and leaning my back to the wall I watched as her facial expression moved from furiousness to helplessness. "I don't want this punishment" She fi

Darren: Soon it was Friday, I reached out for the wristwatch on the table, and that's when the jewelry on my table glowed in a split second before going back to normal, but I noticed it. I picked it up to have a closer look at it. It was cool against my skin. As I held it up, I noticed the intricate patterns which were on the metal, but there was nothing particularly special about it that I saw, except the name etched into the surface. No matter how hard I try, I couldn't just shake off the feeling that there was something significant about the locket, something that I couldn't quite put my finger on. Why would it suddenly glow? I dipped it into my pocket before I walked out of the bedroom. "Good morning, sir" Cassius greeted me as I came down the stairs. "Morning. Any important business in my schedule?" "Only one, sir" "Good, let's drop by the black market" Cecil walked out of the corridor with a tray of food in her hands, causing a frown on my face. "I know you said you

Darren: No matter how hard I tried to stay back, I couldn't, and walking into the room to see her almost naked ignited a fire in me. Making me want her more. I closed my eyes at the feeling of calmness that washed over me... I wanted more than this. She wasn't kissing me back so I nibbled on her lips."Haven't you ever kissed anyone before?" I asked in a whisper. "I haven't," she said in a low voice, I was surprised at the response, but neither less, I was going to teach her. "Move your lips," "No." she refuted. My lips curved into a smile as I bit her lips, making her open her mouth while I slid my tongue in. "It's disgusting" she complained and I held back a chuckle. "Why do you think so?" "Your saliva in my mouth and mine in yours. Isn't that disgusting to you?" she said and without answering, my lips met with hers again. Only for her to struggle continuously. "What the fuck is wrong again?" I asked, annoyed. "I can't breathe" She complained. She wasn't lying when she s

Evianna:I was relieved that the next night remained undisturbed by his presence in my room. The decision to barricade myself had been made, and I intended to stick to it. I glanced over at the wall clock, surprised it was already as late as 11 PM, I closed the book in my hand and dropped it on the table.Sensing the coolness of the night, I closed the window tightly, shutting out the outside world. A sudden surge of determination washed over me as I made my way to the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face, each droplet awakening my senses.Rummaging through my closet, I selected a cozy sweater, symbolizing my intent to face the night on my terms. The door loomed before me, a potential gateway to unwanted interactions. I let out a sigh and looked around the room, my hands resting on both sides of my waist before I made a decision.Slowly, I turned the handle, my movements careful and calculated, ensuring minimal noise to avoid alerting him in the neighboring room. Stepping out, I