Those grey eyes turned blue again. Never had I thought that I was ever going to meet the wizard of the west ever in my life.
It still felt like a dream to me knowing if I would get married to the devil, seeing Lord Chris would be the most awkward thing I would have to face.
No, I had never slept with him
And no, I never had an affair with him…but maybe I almost did.
It was at that time when Queen Venessa was desperate about getting rid of me at all cost, and so she wanted me to get married to the wizard of the west even though at that time, I had never seen him before.
I only got the chance to meet him when I ran into him one evening, but I had to run from him because my mother told me to be as far from him as much I could.
The only reason I didn't end up getting married to him was because my mother disagreed.
But there I was, standing before him and it felt like I could get lost in those cold, scary eyes of his. Even the devil didn't make me feel that way.
I lowered my gaze. "It's good to meet you again, Lord Chris. I am sorry that I didn't recognize you earlier," I managed to say, trying so hard to hide the fear that I felt towards him.
Above everything, I just hoped that he had gotten over his obsession over me. But with those lustful eyes of his, I doubted that he ever would.
Lord Chris smirked.
I wouldn't lie…..he was drop dead gorgeous. I couldn't tell who was more attractive between him and Francis. Even though both of them seemed dangerous, there was a completely different energy around them.
"It isn't much surprising that you do not recognize me since you ran the moment you set those beautiful eyes on me," Lord Chris said, running towards the table as he poured the tea into cups.
My heart raced.
"Lord Chris, I think that it is best that we keep that part of ourselves a secret. I do not think that his highness would be comfortable learning that…."
"His highness, his highness, his highness…you seem to be quite fond of him," Lord Chris said, once again, he stared into my soul.
"I think I need to leave now, Lord Chris," I said. I just couldn't stay. "Are you trying to run from me the way you did last time? You should know that I wouldn't allow that," he said and before I knew it, he was right in front of me.
He pulled me towards himself and forced my body to rest on his.
I should have just left earlier.
I tried so hard to free myself from his grip but I couldn't. His grip was so tight that I couldn't even move. "Lord Chris, his highness shouldn't…find us like this," I said with my voice shaking.
I was already so scared and I knew the devil would kill me if he misunderstood the situation.
"Let him misunderstand if he wants to. You have always been mine," he said, running his hands through my face. I felt so small and vulnerable in his hands.
I feared what he was going to do to me.
"Lord Chris, you are married and I heard you have a child. I would also be getting married to his highness so please to avoid any complications, let me go."
At that point I already had tears streaming down my eyes. I find it so hard to control my emotions, especially when I'm scared.
"You're not married to Francis yet, sweetheart and neither is it so bad that I make you my second and beloved wife," he whispered further.
"Second wife?"
I didn't even realize that I had said that out loud.
"Do you have a problem with that?" He asked and he finally let go of me. I swallowed and his hand cupped my face.
His vein filled hands wiped the tears off my face and he licked it. "Even your tears taste so sweet," he growled.
I could see it in the way he looked at me…it was nothing but lust.
"Please do not make me inform his highness about this. Let me leave," I cried, snatching my face from his hands but instead, his hands caught my face again and his fingers held tightly onto my jaw.
"Tell him. You would only fast-forward your death."
My death?
"My death? Lord …Lord Chris, what is that supposed to mean?" I asked, still crying and he smirked.
"No one would have to die, my dear princess if you just do as I say," Lord Chris spoke, walking towards the table and I knew I didn't dare to leave.
"I will be getting married to the king, please do not make things hard for us."
"Listen to me, Aurora. You should have heard of me, and you should know me well by now. The reason I got married to that thing I call a wife is because you rejected me and now that I have you at my reach, you think that I would just let you go?" He coldly asked and his voice inflicted fear on me.
What had I gotten myself into?
"I …I do not belong to you," I stammered.
He laughed. He laughed so hard that he had to hold his stomach. "I have never seen anyone lying to himself this much. Please, Aurora, do not make me laugh," he said.
"Lord Chris," I called, shivering. I didn't even know what else to say. I already knew what was at risk if Francis ever found out.
And…. lord Chris threatened to kill me.
"My name sounds too beautiful when you say it. I can't wait for you to say it in a way that pleases me. I want you to call out my name while I have you tied to the bedpost," he said.
That monster!
"You do not have much time, princess Aurora. Cancel whatever plans it is that you have with Francis, then walk to my door and surrender yourself to me. Or would you like to know what's at risk if you refuse?" he asked me and his eyes, turned RED.