Chapter 84

~ Rayel’s POV

A triumphant smirk played on my lips as Daciana's eyes welled with tears. My cruel intentions had worked; her face twisted in a mixture of hurt and betrayal, exactly as I had planned. With a surge of adrenaline, I yanked her off the bed, the room tilting with the sudden movement.

Then I mounted her. My hands clenched around her shoulders, the fabric straining under my grip. I could see the frantic hope flicker in her eyes, a silent plea I ignored. Just as my fingers grazed the zipper of her dress, a wave of nausea washed over me.

The image of Elara flooded my mind and my grip faltered, the strength draining from my hands. Daciana, swift as a startled cat, twisted free and scrambled back, clutching the rumpled sheets around her.

I watched as she pushed me off her and rose from the bed, her movements stiff and formal. Without a single glance in my direction, She bolted for the door, leaving it swinging wide open. I slumped back on the bed, a cruel smile plastered on my fac