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Elara" How do you feel?" I ask him. I was sure it was jealousy, but he wouldn't admit it." I'm unfamiliar with the emotion," he sighs. He truly does function like a robot. He is slow-witted when it comes to human emotions." Describe how you feel exactly, and we can come up with a conclusion," I tell him. He glances at me, and I can't help but smile. Zuriel is just so handsome. He frowns." Well, I have a knot in my stomach when I see him near you, and I feel like punching him when he touches you or vice versa," he explains." Have you felt that way before?" I ask, rubbing my chin in thought. He nods." Yes, when you were with the gardener on our honeymoon," he shrugs." He's a tour guide. And I've reached a diagnosis,"He furrows his eyebrows, his eyes waiting for my answer," Don't keep me in suspense. Tell me," he urges. " You're jealous because you like me," I tell him. Zuriel doesn't deny he likes me, and I'm pleased." Jealous," he murmurs, and I nod." What is she doing to me
I knew the moment the words left my lips, that I messed up. I could have controlled my emotions better. Zuriel stills in me and raises his head from my neck. " Never repeat those words to me again," he whispers. It is like a bridge that has been made between us just crumples. He gets out of me and sits on the edge of the bed. I sit upright, my gaze on his bare back. He runs a hand through his locks. Several times, I open my mouth to speak but I don't produce words. " I - I- it just came out. I'm sorry," I whisper, my voice shaking. He turns his head to me and without saying a word, puts on his pants and shirt before leaving the room. " Fuck, Fuck!" I scream as the door shut. I feel tears well in my eyes. Zuriel was cold towards me after I confessed, even though it was a mistake. Why doesn't he like to hear it? I lie in bed awake, hoping he'll come back. He didn't. The next day, I woke up bright and early. I scanned the room to see if Zuriel had come after he left, but there wa
Determined to talk to him, I follow him out. He is standing against the tall window, watching the sky. " We have to talk, Zuriel," Zuriel growls in frustration and turns to me angrily. He is growling at me, but I stand my ground. Ara was right. He needs to know the truth whether he wants to hear it. " I said what I said. I meant it. I love you, Zuriel," I say firmly, looking into his penetrating gaze. He seems a little shocked I'd say it again. That I'm confirming it. " We are losing ourselves in this marriage. It wasn't part of the plan," he looks distraught, running a hand through his hair. " What plan? There was no plan, Zuriel!" I shout. " Mine. You are not supposed to love me!" he retorts. " Well, I do," I say firmly. " You don't know what you speak of," he whispers, looking away from me. " I do. I love you. I've been in love with you before I understood what love was," I confess. No, he shakes his head. No, he chants over and over. What was his problem with my
Elara I woke up late the next morning. I slept on the floor. My whole body was sore. I exhale and get ready for my day. Zuriel didn't come back to the room after he left. Is he with River? I wonder. I feel hurt in my heart at the thought of that. I look in the mirror. My eyes are big and red, a clear sign I cried a lot. This morning, I decided I wouldn't let what happened with Zuriel last night affect me. He wants to live separately, fine by me. I take a long hot shower to relax my muscles and then fix my messy hair and makeup. I wear a floral white sundance dress and sandals. Tonight is the night my family and friends come for dinner. I start by confirming with them if they'll attend. I call Khai. It's been a while since we spoke. " Hello," he answers the phone gruffly. " Bad mood?" " No, I'm busy. What is it, Elara," " Are you coming for dinner tonight?" I ask. He stays silent for a moment. " I can't make it. Bryon is visiting, and it's not right to leave him alone," h
"What do you mean by that?" River growls. Her fist clenches, and her eyes flash dangerously. She is growling at me, barring her teeth. Did I hit a nerve? Was I right? " I don't buy your story, River. I don't believe any of it," I let out what I was thinking all along. I might be onto something because she is agitated. " I lost a child!" she barks, " I didn't lie about what happened," " Then you have nothing to worry about," I shrug. " I'm not worried. You should be. I came back for Zuriel, and he will be mine," she promises. I won't let that vixen get Zuriel. " He's my husband, we are married," " Marriages end all the time. And yours won't last, especially with last night's argument. Whatever happened, I know you freaked him out," she laughs and walks past me. " I won't sit back and let you destroy my marriage. Soon, you're leaving this house. Don't get too comfortable," I promise. I know that would be a little hard because of the guilt Zuriel carries. She glares at me, b
" Alpha Bryon is a wonderful man. However, I don't like him in that way, yet," I tell her, looking her dead in the eyes. I turn to walk and stop again. " Nevertheless, love is as easily given as it is taken," I proceed to go upstairs. I can feel their gaze on me, but I don't spare them another glance. I take a shower after leaving Zuriel and River in the foyer. I pick out sexy night lingerie for bed and wear my perfume. I'm sitting on the edge of the bed, ready to go to bed, when I receive a text message from Bryon. B [It was lovely seeing you tonight. Thank you for having me] E [It was delightful to see you, too :)] B[Can we meet up tomorrow? I want to talk to you] I read the message again. Is it alright if we meet up the two of us? I'm a married woman, and seeing a man like Alpha Bryon would bring gossip even if there is nothing wrong with our meeting. E[ Bryon, I don't know] B[ Please] E[I'll see] I put my phone on charge and sigh. The door to the bedroom opens harshly
I woke up feeling tired. Last night was hard for me. I couldn't sleep knowing that he was right next to me. I craved him so badly that I wanted to touch myself, but he was there with me. His sharp intake of air reminded me that he was still wide awake, lying in only his boxers. His scent smelled so heavenly, driving me crazy. I lay on my back, not ready to get out of bed. I turn and stare at him. His eyes are closed, and part of his hair has fallen on his face. I want to reach forward to move it, but I stop myself. My gaze falls on his delicious lips, and the desire to climb over him, and fuck him senseless is very tempting. I need a cold shower. It will take away my sexual desire. I look at him one last time, and his eyes snap open. His eyes are dark and dangerous as they fall on my cleavage. " Good morning," he says, his voice a hoarse whisper. I contemplate answering him. His behavior from a few nights ago still annoys me. " Morning," I say quickly and turn away from him. I ho
Elara " Princess," he warns. " You said what is yours is mine. So, I want to drive MY car, " " That's not what I mean. You won't-" I raise my hand to stop him from speaking. I sashay towards the vintage car. I open the door and glance at Zuriel. He is watching me. Is that worry on his face? I ignore him and enter the car with a satisfied smile. It is a pretty car, and it smells so good, too. I inhale, and start the engine, ready to drive this bad baby, but my smile disappears when I see it's a manual. I don't know how to drive a gearstick. ' This is what he meant when he said you can't drive it,' Ara says, laughing at me. ' Not helping, Ara!' I can't go out now after rudely shutting him up. I'm so ashamed. I rest my forehead on the steering wheel, thinking about what to do next. "That is what I meant. I know you didn't learn to drive a stick," I lift my gaze and face him. He bent his neck to speak to me through the window. I glare at him. He has an amused smirk on his li