VIOLETTE.Three days. I hadn’t seen Noah for that long. He stayed true to his words, letting me have his room while he slept elsewhere. Never once had I caught him sneaking into this room. I sleep and wake up alone. I expected to be in peace, yet my heart only grew uneasy.I never stepped out of the room for fear of meeting him. Apparently, he had ordered his maid to serve me. I had three meals a day, and I got warm water to bathe. I should be happy, but I wasn’t. Not even a bit.Strolling toward the door, I opened it, letting the air from outside graze my skin. Cold infiltrated not only my body but also my heart. I went to the closet, took Noah’s coat, and put it over my tiny body. His scent, musk-mixed spices, surged to my nose, sending a warming effect to me.“I miss him,” I mumbled without realizing it. Looking up to the ceiling, I hefted my hand and slapped my mouth hard. I shouldn’t have said that. I was still angry with him. I didn’t want to give in, not yet.Since staying in t
NOAH.As usual, I found Violette sitting near the window. I was informed that she went out today and took it as a sign that I could finally talk to her. Holding my breath, I rubbed my clammy hands to my clothes, wishing it could stop my heart from pounding like there was no tomorrow.“Hi, Violette,” I said, almost stuttering.She made a half turn, her eyes bore through me, judging and analyzing me. Gulping hard, I sauntered to her and kneeled before her. I reached for her hands and wrapped them in mine. I couldn’t face the sadness in her eyes, so I lowered my head like a coward.“How are you?”“Better than yesterday. Where have you been sleeping?” She asked back. Stroking my hair gently, making me flinch, then my muscle relax. She touched me. That’s another good sign.“I’m with Varg all the time. You can ask him if you are doubtful. I also visited Nash to report my visit to Barlow’s manor.”“I met with Luna Olivia, and I told her you kissed Lady Barlow—”“She kiss—”“I’m talking.” She
VIOLETTE.“Why don’t you find out for yourself?”Noah’s jaw dropped, and my smirk got wider and wider. I lasciviously moved my body, rubbing myself against his hand,seeking my own release. I felt the heat inside me growing with each caress. With every movement, I grew more and more aroused until I was shaking with need.His free hand gripped my waist hard, stopping me from achieving my release. His eyes fluttered open with difficulty, then said, “Do you know what you are doing, my dear?”“Hmm.”“Words.”“Can you shut up and let me do what I want?”A certificated insane woman, that’s me. Lust had made me step this far. I couldn’t deny myself pleasure anymore. I desperately needed it, and he was the only one who could give me. Noah. My mate.He cupped my chin, forcing me to stay focused on him. Unfortunately, my mind was long gone. So I leaned in and licked the seam of his lips.“Look at me, my dear.”Ignoring his words, I grew wilder by biting his lips, making them bleed. I was too eng
VIOLETTE. With eyes lowered down, I trailed behind Noah. Tonight was the celebration for him. At least, that was what the King said. The ballroom wasn’t decorated as grandly as the King’s coronation anniversary. It still appeared to be beautiful, nevertheless. Nobles had already packed the room. They giggled, gossiped, sipped their wine, and gave us a side-eye. Busy judging Noah for bringing me, his slave, to his celebration. “Always stay with me, Violette.” Noah reminded me as we stopped at the center of the room. From here, I could notice several guests. Flora stood near the King’s position with an old man; she linked her arm to the man. That’s probably Lord Barlow. Killian was also among the crowds, but I couldn’t spot Kasha. “The King and his Luna have arrived.” Someone announced at the same time with the sturdy door being opened, showing Nash, Olivia, Herta, and the woman I hadn’t known. I waited for them to announce Noah’s stepmother—Godivia, but no one followed them. So I
VIOLETTE. TW: This chapter contains depictions of sexual assault and might harm the reader mentally. Absentmindedly, I followed the woman. We didn’t walk for longer. She stopped in front of a wooden door. The woman pulled the knob and then stepped backward, letting me inside first. And I, without complaining, entered. “Please wait for the King. He will be here soon.” I nodded, taking a seat on a long seat next to the door. Considering this was a meeting with Nash, I was surprised he chose a rusty place. The room was filled with dust, no ventilation to help clean the air in. Even the chair I used creaked each time I moved. “I hope you enjoy the rest of your evening, Ms. Daley.” The woman said and closed the door. Leaning on the table, I crossed my legs, thinking about what Nash wanted to talk about. If he wanted, he could ask Olivia to talk with me. But he sent someone
KILLIAN.Following Violette was never my intention. I had things to do better than walking like a creep behind two women. But I couldn’t help myself. Ever since I smelt her distinct scent, my curiosity spiked up. And, mind you, it rarely happened.The dance I offered was one of my ways to satiate my curiosity. Nash never made me do that. He thought I was genuinely interested in fucking her. The last question I gave was bait, but who thought that she would take it?Despite my instinct telling me she was a witch, I didn’t have proof yet. I needed it before I weighed my choice to tell Nash everything or not.It baffled me that Violette would go around without Noah. She should have known that siding with Noah would always bring her danger, which meant she should be careful with her surroundings. Yet, here she was, getting dragged without putting up a fight.When they stopped, I hid behind an eno
NOAH.“Is everything clear?” I asked Varg, who had just arrived in the garden.We met in my garden after I assigned him cleaning the mess up. Sweat was still visible on his temple and neck, his breathing was still haggard, and I didn’t even let him speak before asking my question.“All clear. Give me water, won’t you?”“Take it.”Varg sat opposite me, then gulped the water I had prepared for him.“What exactly happened? You can’t just ask me to clean your mess without telling me anything. I’ll need something to make up if someone finds out about tonight.”“Violette killed Wilfred Baxter.”Varg spat the water, then coughed until his face turned red. “What the fuck?” He said while rubbing his chest in a circular motion.“I don’t know the full story yet, bu
VIOLETTE.Noah walked before me. His expression had turned sour the moment I ran away after telling him my secret. He had asked me to explain, but I refused strongly. And since he was a self-claimed gentleman, he didn’t force me to spill everything.He told me he’d take me to the market today, and we’d meet with someone who would look for my mother. Ever since then, my mood had climbed uphill. I didn’t forget about last night, but I could shove it at the back of my mind with the excitement to search for my mother.“We have to stop at the Barlows before going to the market. You’ll be okay, right?”“Of course,” I replied. As I said, my mood was too good. Nothing could ruin it today, not even Flora Barlow.“Wear this.” Noah hurled a red-colored cloak at me, and I immediately put it on my body.“Thanks.”&ldq