Corven and I did not talk about what happened at the Ashwaste descent. And I don't plan on talking about it.
I do plan on going back to the modern world though,it looked fascinating. “You left the estate yesterday? With Corven?” My older Sister shrieks,ambushing me at the front door. Again. “You know I live here right? You don't have to ambush me at the front door all the time.” She ignores my words,still staring at me in awe. “Ingrid,we've left the estate a lot of times.” She wrinkles her nose “No we haven't.” “Yes we have. We literally left this estate a couple of days ago? For a wedding? Ring any bells?” Her eyes widens,as if now realising that we do actually leave the estate for ceremonies that we do not host.But she frowns,as if having another thought “Those do not count. It's just like the transfer of prisons. You went out with Corven,with no guards to report back to papa. You have to tell me everything.” She squeals,practically bouncing on her toes. Too bad I cannot tell her. I would have loved to,but yesterday wasn't exactly fun. “It was Corven,Ingrid,what did you expect? We hate each other. Nothing worth mentioning happened.” “So you mean Corven took you out and you both did nothing? What is nothing? Like just sat in his car or what?” “Yeah. Exactly that. I threatened him to take me out.” Well that part is not a lie “I don't believe you,but I'll drop it since you've decided to start keeping things from me.” She turns and walks away. I don't stop her,because I won't tell her if I do,and I don't want to add to the lies I've already told. I head into the kitchen,then stop in my tracks when I see my mama,swallowing pills. Again. “What is that?” She startles and drops the bottle of pills. I bend to pick it up,but she picks it up quicker than flash. That's the fastest she's been in a long long time. My eyes narrow and she looks away,dumping the pill bottle into her dress pocket. “You're back from the forest.” I shift on my feet,eyeing my mama “Yeah,I woke up earlier than usual.” I couldn't sleep. “You were thinking about the Arkael boy.” My dragon purrs sleepily. I exhausted us both today,thoroughly. When I bristle,it only chuckles and goes to sleep. “Is this what you do when I'm out in the morning? Pop pills that make you so high,you don't even know what is happening in the house you're the lady of.” She continues to look away,staring intently at the counter top. I sigh and shake my head. “I don't know why I bother.” I leave the kitchen hungry and go shower. —----------------- I feel him before I see him. I turn around abruptly,wondering if I'm deceiving myself but there he is standing in my kitchen,looking perfectly fine. I blink slowly,perusing him slowly and realising that nothing is giving away the fact that he was terribly injured yesterday. But then,the injuries are all under his clothing aren't they? He's standing straight and normal though. “You look like shit.” My eyes darts to his face, ignoring his comment and trying to find signs of pain in his eyes. Nothing. It's as if yesterday didn't happen. And if I wasn't awake all night thinking about it,I might very well think it was all a dream. “ You alright? You're looking at me funny,it's weird.” “I'm fine. What happened?” His brows furrow,looking confused. “What? You'll have to elaborate on that,Anya.” I narrow my eyes at him,then decide to play whatever game he's playing. “Nothing. I don't want company today. You have to leave” “What is wrong?” I look away from him,shrugging. He comes to stand behind me,and I feel the warmth emanating from him. He leans in,pressing his body flush to mine and bringing his mouth to my ear. “If I touch you right now,would you still want me to go?” I nod my head quickly,my breath quickening. He chuckles and it vibrates through me. I feel him,all of him,including his hard cock pressing against me. “So you're saying that if I put my hand between your legs I won't find you soaked for me? What will happen if I make you come? Will your flames burn with ecstasy?” All the desire coursing through my body freezes and I shiver,remembering that he's the enemy. I throw my head back,hitting him square In the nose. He curses and steps back glaring and clutching his bleeding nose. “I hope I broke it. Next time,you don't fucking touch me.” He smirks,taunting me “Don't pretend as if you didn't want it. I know your panties are drenched,Anya.” I clench my thighs at the sound of my name mixed with his dirty words and his eyes track the movement. Surprisingly,he changes the subject, but I hold my breath when I realise what he wants to talk about. “So yesterday…” I raise a brow,urging him to continue. He scowls “Lir'Zhal Saudi some interesting things.” I shrug acting nonchalant. “They were all riddles. I haven't gotten round to solving them yet.” He chuckles,amused. “Well I have. I know you're having magic and I know you have a wyrm in you. I didn't see you in action clearly,but I saw fire. I know your secret.” My stomach drops but I act normal. “Oh yeah? So what?” “I could end you and this house in a heartbeat. “ I snarl,getting angry “Not if I kill you first.” “Anya,my whole family knows. And also,your parents? They're not your parents.”We finally reach a door on the second floor,first one on the right. He pulls it open and gestures for me to walk inside.Inside is a bed and a bedside table and a cute couch. On the wall above the bed is a beautiful painting of a woman covered in satin sheets,exposing glimpses of her seductive body.“There's a bathroom through that door,you can take a shower and leave your dress outside the door for cleaning. I'll leave some clothes for you on the bed to change into.”He walks out after that and I bounce on my feet,wondering how I got here.I get in the shower and take a quick bath. When I come out in a towel,my dress and heels I left outside the bathroom door are gone and there's a pile of clothes on the bed.I unfold them and realise that they're his clothes. A white round neck shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants,plus a pair of slides that a bigger than my feet but manageable. I wear them and pull the drawstrings in the sweatpants to cinch it tighter on my waist. My hair is still
Evelyn tugged Sir Elton’s leash gently as the spaniel sniffed the base of a streetlamp like it held the secrets of the universe. “Okay, detective,” she muttered, glancing at her watch. “Five more minutes and we’re going back.” The air stuck to her, heavy with warmth and the scent of fried food from a street cart down the sidewalk. Neon signs off wet pavement from a swift preceding rain. Her heels clicked on the sidewalk, her green dress flaring with every step. She felt foolish—and now, a little damp. Sir Elton, however, was in no hurry. He strolled along with the sunstruck innocence of an animal who'd never encountered the word deadline. That was until he charged. A pigeon—plump, brave, and utterly unbothered by civilization—had made itself at home in front of them on the sidewalk. "Wait—no, no, no—Sir Elton!" The leash jerked hard, pulling Evelyn forward. Her heel caught in a seam. She staggered, cursed, and nearly plunged face-first into a tree bed. Sir Elton yapped with vic
Evelyn gave the door a kick shut with the back of her shoe, dumping her bag onto the side table and exhaling like a marathon runner—her own had been a day-long marathon of emails, back-to-back meetings, and Mr. Manning's persnickety coffee demands."Liam?" she yelled, slipping off her flats and rubbing the back of her knotted neck."Kitchen!" his voice boomed.She strolled in to find her brother leaning on the counter, in joggers and a hoodie, opening the pizza box with its lid creaking open like a forgotten treasure chest. The smell of melted cheese, garlic, and pepperoni was balm to her jangled nerves."Say that's mine," Evelyn said, her eyes on the steaming slice in his hand."Double. Stress induces eating, comfort induces me to eat." He handed it over like an offering of peace. "So… how many times today did you almost quit?"Evelyn flopped onto the couch, pizza clutched in hand. "Three. Once each time Mr. Manning dithered on the subject of the presentation."Liam plopped beside he
I knew that my work experience would get progressively worse based on what Liam prepared me for,but I didn't think or imagine that it would get worse on my second day. Worse part is,I don’t have anyone to blame because I'm literally just doing what i’m supposed to do. What I was prepared to do. Oh joyWhen I arrived this morning, I came with coffee in hand and I learnt very quickly that the boss liked coffee brewed from the office and nowhere else. Then I had to schedule his meetings and follow him to all those meetings and write down everything that sounded important to put down. Good thing we went to some restaurants for some of those meetings else I would have been starving from how busy i’ve been. We’re back at the office now,but the calls that have been waiting are coming through now and u can’t say i’m happy about them.“Ma'am,you need to book an appointment before you can see Mr Manning.” I say calmly,trying to not sound bitchy.“Who the fuck are you calling ma'am? I’m not tha
The first thing i notice when I walk inside the office is the view. Floor to ceiling window stretches behind the CEO and it shows a view of the city below and stretched across. Beautiful. Next thing I notice is the man himself. The CEO. Blond hair,soft features,and an easy going smile on his face. It calms me immediately. “Miss Hart. Have a seat.”I walk towards him and take a seat opposite him across the desk. He watches me for a few seconds,then sits up “You came with strong recommendations miss Hart,so i’m not going to interview you. You already have the job,seeing as i’m in need of a personal assistant urgently. I hope you don’t disappoint me.”“Of course not sir. I’ll be the best you could ever have.”He smiles “Great! Your office is through that door. I like my coffee black,two cubes of sugar. There's a pile of documents on your table,I want you to arrange them accordingly,in years. It was messed up by the PA. If you have any questions,feel free to ask. Everything you’ll ne
I wake up in the morning tangled in sheets with a loud repetitive sound ringing and pulling me out of my slumber.I wake up,mildly confused as to where I am before the events of last night rush through my head,making me blush ans smile. I jump out of bed,feeling the soreness between my legs and the slight wobble in my legs.I grab the phone from the nightstand and tap on “stop” which makes the sound stop ringing. Checking the time makes me remember that I begin work today.With a gasp,I rush out of Liam's room and dash into the bathroom,taking a quick shower and brushing my teeth. Then I proceed to my room and wear my outfit for the first day.A white shirt,a pencil skirt,and black pumps. I put my hair in a tight pony tail and grab my bad which contains all my essentials.In the kitchen,Liam is already dressed and ready to start officially as Liam. Wearing a white shirt with a checkered flannel shirt thrown over it and rugged jeans and brown boots. He looks just a mechanic. “Good mor