“You asked for this,” he says as he cuts his eyes away from me. “I’m trying to be patient, Nasiah. But there are consequences when you defy me.”
“Fuck you,” I growl.
His dark eyes flash back to me.
“I hate you,” I say through clenched teeth.
The whites of his eyes make a reappearance as his dark brown irises reappear. For a moment, I think I see remorse on his face. But as quickly as it came, it fades and a smirk takes its place. He runs his long-pointed pink tongue over his mouth, cleaning my nut off his face.
“Your hate taste fan—fucking—tastic.”
With those words, he turns and walks out of the room. I roll into a ball, tucking my knees to my chest and sob.
chapter seven
Reasons
Raziel
Running a hand down my face, a shudder runs through my body. I pull my hand away and stare down at it. Her scent is imbedded in my fucking skin. I’ve showered and washed my hands and face twice, and I can still smell her aroma.
My mouth waters, and my cock lengthens.
“Fuck!” I shout as I shove my papers off my desk.
What the hell is wrong with me? Why can I not get this human out of my system? After tasting her two hours ago, I had to make myself walk out of that room. I wanted to fuck Nasiah so bad; I almost convinced myself that taking it from her was a good idea. However, I meant what I said. The day she gets this dick will be the day she begs me for it.
I have to chuckle at myself. I’m a got damn forsaken, why should I care about her wanting me. The memory of her sobs runs through my mind. I stood outside the bedroom for an hour after I left, listening to her cry. I have never felt so damn disgusted with my actions before. Hell, I almost thought maybe I did still have some light left in me. But that’s not possible. I lost my soul light the day I fell from heaven. No, this is all about Nasiah and this stupid mate-bond.
Clearly, I did something wrong when I formed the bond between us. Nowhere did it mention this dire need to be withher, or how easily her moods and concerns would affect me. Hearing her tell me yesterday how miserable she was in that room almost made me want to let her go. Almost.
My office door opens and Unina walks in. She stops when she notices all the papers on the floor.
Without saying a word, she comes over and picks up the papers.
“Leave it,” I say, slumping back in my seat.
She ignores me as she places the stuff neatly back on my desk. Once she’s done, she sits down in the chair in front of me.
“What happened?”
Letting out a deep sigh, I fill Unina in on everything that happened once I stormed out of here earlier today with Erazel. I felt weak as shit explaining this to her. I’m forsaken, a dominus at that, and I’m bitching to my assistant about woman problems.
“She had to be punished for trying to leave. But do you think I handled it wrong?” I find myself asking.
Unina rolls her eyes as she pushes her long hair over her shoulder. “I swear, all men are the same. What did you think she was going to do? You thought you would kidnap her from her wedding without an actual explanation other than ‘your mom owes me a debt’ and she was going to stay?”
I shrug. “Yeah. I told her I’d kill someone if she left.” I mean, that should have been enough of a reason for her to stay put.
Unina shakes her head. “How about you tell her how much she means to you? Explain what a mate-bond is and how you two are meant for each other.”
I scrunch up my face at the bullshit Unina just said. “Hell no. She doesn’t need to know all of that. Plus, it’s just a mate-bond. It’s not that serious.” I quickly tell the lie.
Unina lifts a brow at me as she folds her hands over her chest. “I’m not a druid or anything, but I know a little about bonds and magic. You can tell yourself all you want that this is a simplebond, but the way you’re in here throwing a tantrum tells me otherwise.”
“No one is throwing a fucking tantrum.”
She points to the pile of papers she picked up off the floor.
