"Eat", It was short and simple, a command no less. His deep voice shook my entire body.
I lazily dragged my gaze to him, he's now leaning against the counter, with his drink to his lips as he watched me with those golden orbs raking my body. I shivered, realizing my robe was off and I was just in my negligee, my nipples painfully hardened at his heated stare, and the urge to cover myself from his devious gaze overwhelmed me, but I couldn't move. Instead, my mouth does...
"I'm not-"
"Don't" he cut like a warning and placed the glass on the counter.
"I-"
"Just fucking eat, Emmaline"
I frowned before folding my arms. "Why?" I drawled.
Shit. I shouldn't challenge him right now, he doesn't look like he's in the mood for something like that, the light in his eyes was morphed into nothing but darkness, and whatever fight he had must have stressed him mentally.
"Because… you haven't eaten anything for days"
