Alone With the Monster

The moment the door closed behind Elias, the room fell into a suffocating silence that Krystal instantly regretted staying behind.

He slowly lifted his gaze toward Diago who still stood near the entrance. His crimson eyes remained fixed on him with an intensity that made his chest tighten. No, not him but Elias’ scent, that was what he was staring at.

More specifically, the place he had touched. “You’re staring too hard,” he muttered nervously as he stepped away but Diago said nothing.

The alpha calmly removed his gloves, one finger at a time. His gaze remained fixed, never once leaving Krystal’s face. The soft sound of leather tightening against his skin echoed loudly throughout the silent room.

Krystal swallowed hard. He felt every instinct in his body scream danger. “Did you enjoy it?” His breath hitched.

“…What?” Diago slowly stepped closer.

“The attention.” His voice remained calm, almost terrifyingly calm. “Did you enjoy letting him touch you?” Krystal stared at him in disbelief.

“Are you insane?”

“That wasn’t an answer.” He nearly lost his mind with his accusations.

“No, I didn’t enjoy it!” he snapped. “And why do you even care?” Diago abruptly stopped walking, the moment those words landed.

Silence swallowed the room and Krystal immediately realized his mistake. Diago’s expression instinctively changed, his calmness disappeared without trace.

“You really don’t understand,” Diago murmured quietly. But before he could react, Diago suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled him forward violently which caused him to stumble against his chest with a startled gasp.

“D-Diago—”

“You’re mine.” The words came out low and possessive, his gaze dark and daring that it felt like piercing through his very soul. Krystal’s heartbeat slammed violently against his ribs.

“No, I’m not…” The words stumbled out of his mouth, without his voice reaching his ears.

“You are.” Diago’s grip around his wrist slightly tightened. “You became mine the moment this engagement was announced.”

Krystal’s face burned instantly. “This man has completely lost his mind,” he thought in panic.

That’s when Diago took the chance, he spontaneously leaned closer. Close enough that Krystal felt his warm breath against his lips again. His pupils instinctively dilated and he totally lost control of himself against his will.

“I don’t like being challenged, Caspian,” he whispered. Krystal instinctively tried pulling away, but Diago only pulled him closer instead. “You let him touch you.”

“It wasn’t like that!”

“Then what was it like?” he froze, because he honestly didn’t know how to answer. Everything had happened too quickly. And worst of it all, a small part of him fully enjoyed watching Diago become jealous and that terrified him.

Was he beginning to fall for him? He couldn’t tell how he felt anytime he came close to him or when their lips touched. His heart fluttered and he felt like a child who had just received his first doll.

Diago’s eyes narrowed as though noticing the hesitation on his face. That’s when his hand gently slid beneath Krystal’s chin, forcing him to look up. “You’re thinking too much about another man while I’m standing in front of you.”

His breath became uneven. “W-Why are you acting like this?” Diago went silent. His expression soon shifted into something unreadable as his thumb slowly brushed against Krystal’s jaw.

“You changed first,” he quietly answered. But Krystal found himself lost, he couldn’t actually point how he’d changed.

“In the beginning, I thought you were pretending,” Diago continued softly. “But now…” His gaze darkened. “I can’t stop looking at you.”

That sentence felt incredibly dangerous, causing his heart to skip. Because Diago sounded sincere and sincerity from someone like Diago Veydrake was terrifying.

Krystal quickly looked away. “This isn’t supposed to happen,” he whispered under his breath and Diago heard him.

“What isn’t?”

Krystal’s eyes widened. “…Nothing.” He carefully studied him for a while; but then, his lips slowly curved  into a smirk.

“You’re hiding something from me.” Krystal’s stomach instantly dropped. For a second, he genuinely thought Diago had somehow discovered the transmigration truth.

“And eventually,” Diago murmured, “I’ll uncover all of it.” Krystal nearly stopped breathing at this point.