The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 219

219.

BEG ME WITH YOUR DELICIOUS MOUTH.

SIGRID I finally let the nightgown slip to the floor and walked naked toward the bathroom, knowing that not even all the ice in the world could put out this fire.

Where is Silas? I lifted my toned leg over the thick wooden rim and sank into the round tub filled with freezing water, chunks of ice floating on the surface.

Mmm, I moaned, slightly relieved from the heat burning inside me.

Was I too harsh on him? Is he hurt? Does he resent me, hate me? Better if he hates Electra.

Better that way, I kept repeating to myself, but every second that passed, I drowned deeper in the longing to see him, to feel his dominant presence near me.

od SILAS I watched, hidden behind the column, as that damn slave returned with a heavy basin in her hands.

I could barely hold back the urge to snap her neck.

She better not have laid a finger on my lady.

I waited for her to pass, and just before she could climb the stairs, 1 ---- ambushed her from behind, yanking her arm and slamming her against the column.

Her back hit hard.

Before she could scream, I covered her mouth and pressed a sharp blade against her neck.

If you even whisper half a word, I'll slit your throat right here, I whispered in a low, menacing voice.

I scanned her exposed skin. She hadn't been in the room long.

I brought my nose close with disgust, and all I could detect was a faint hint of my lady's perfume That it.

I wanted to kill her right then and there.

Seeing her perfect face, her flawless, beautiful skin was revolting.

I wanted to ruin her, so my lady wouldn't notice her.

1m only going to say this once: if you tell her ladyship about this, I don't care what punishment I get.

I'll bide my time and at the very least, I'll cut out your tongue.

I felt that darkness seep from me, choking her neck with malice.

Her panicked eyes, her entire body trembling, the scent of her fear thick in the air.

The water from the basin splashed as her shaky hands struggled to hold it Don't you dare covet what isn't yours.

Don't even dream of her favor, or one night someone might sneak into your barrack and strangle you in your sleep.

Do you understand? She began nodding frantically.

I pressed the blade harder against her flesh, a thin line of blood trailing down to stain her dress.

Just a little deeper, just a bit more into that frantic vein, and I could end this threat right now.

Then I felt something wetting my hand, it was her tears.

I snapped back to my senses, forcing down the murderous darkness within me.

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