Chapter # 58

Persephone went to Zadicus’ room but he was not present. Her eyebrows twitched in perplexity as she entered.

His absence emitted a deep sigh from her lips. Frowning, she scrutinized his room. It was set up majestically how it was used to be back at his home in Aziel.

From a chandelier to the king bed, all of it befitting for a King he is.

As she was observing his room, familiar footsteps approached her.

Stopping, she remained still when he appeared behind her, wrapping her hand around her waist, pressing his chest on her back.

“Don’t touch me.” She breathed out, shivering when his large hands grasped her perfectly.

“Why? I can do it.” He murmured on her neck, trailing his other hand from her shoulder.

“However I want, wherever I want.” He hummed, kissing her neck, indulging in her tremble, leading the hand down to her hand.

“Without my consent too?” She asked, affixing her gaze on his exquisite ones, smirking menacingly at her.

“Resist me. Struggle under my grasp.” He growled, bitin