"Remove your gown."
Azrael's deep voice had a way of igniting her soul, and yet what he said caused a shiver to run down her spine. The subtle intimacy of what they recently shared, made his words even more threatening.
Anna didn't want to stay there any longer but could she afford to disobey him when he sounded so cold? She wanted to just leave, she would have done it, but she was struck silent.
"Anastasia."
The next time it was a warning and when she turned back, she noticed how cold and dangerous his eyes looked. Had she done something wrong?
"I... I am sorry," she whispered.
Azrael stood silently for a moment. Then she heard him laugh, it was the same as before but now it was tinged with cold amusement.
"Come here," he said.
There were no explanations given, and Anna didn't dare to question him when her eyes met his gaze. The depths of those green eyes carried an inexplicable emotion but she could see a dark glimmer lingering there.
