ᴄᴀᴘɪᴛᴏʟᴏ ᴛʀᴇ𓆙

Lᴜsᴛ

(ɴᴏᴜɴ)

Vᴇʀʏ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇ

꧁꧂

Time passed by really quicky…

In a week it was going to be the coronation ceremony, in which

Luciano is going to become the next king legally.

Elijah and Angel got much closer to each other, in these few months, but Angel always felt weird whenever he was around. There was something wrong with his aura. Maybe it’s the way his deep orbs stares at her, intensely, as if he was digging a hole inside of her? She always pondered if there was something wrong with her, maybe that’s why he would look at her for such long time.

The poor Angel didn’t know that he wasn’t just looking at her, but he was ogling at her; practically staring at her in a lecherous manner, because he felt indescribably sexually drawn to her. Sometimes he would just want to pin her down and ruin her inexorably, but he couldn’t—well at least for now. He knew that she was his sister-in-law and that thinking of her licentiously is a sin, but he really didn’t care about it, he himself was a sinner.

Every time he looks in her eyes, he would wonder

“How would she look at me, with those ocean eyes, while i’ll be entering her sex, mercilessly”

Each time he looks at her hair, he would wonder

“How would she look with her beautiful midnight hair beautifully spread up on my bed, while I’ll be tasting every inch of her body”.

Whenever he looks at her hourglass form, he would wonder

“how would she look while laying on my bed, without a single cloth on her petite figure, ready to get ruined by me”.

Every single time he sees her his sinful desires would take over his body and he knows that he wouldn’t be able to hold himself, for too long.

He hated her, because she belonged to his brother. He hated the way she looked way too innocent, he craved to wreck her, pitilessly, in every single way possible. He wanted to bite every single spot on her figure. He desired to have her for himself for the rest of his life.

In few words, ʜᴇ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀɢᴇ ʜᴇʀ. Bʏ ʜᴏᴏᴋ ᴏʀ ʙʏ ᴄʀᴏᴏᴋ.

He hankered to tie her up to his bed, without any cloths to hide her nudity, and then attach nipple clamps on her pink buds and pull the chains harder while he’ll be pounding his sex into hers deeply, without any remorse. Just the thought of doing these sinful things to her would arouse him and make him crave for her even more.

He was sure that one day or the other, she’ll be stuck with him and wouldn’t have any other choice than staying with him.

𓆙

Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ

Waking up in the morning, Luciano ran downstairs out of excitement, while holding Angel’s delicate hand, into his, carefully. The king, the queen and Elijah were sitting down on the dinning table and gazed upon the young couple. Elijah rolled his eyes at the sight of his brother holding Angel while clenching his jaw and on the other side the old couple smiled at their son and daughter in law.

“Luciano—” before the queen could say anything he interrupted her and announced that his wife was pregnant.

“Mom, Dad! You are going to be grandparents!!!”

He beamed out in happiness.

“What?” They both mumbled at the same time, they couldn’t contain their exhilaration. Elijah stared at them with bore eyes, without a single hint of excitement or emotions.

Three days later

Angel, Luciano, the Queen and the king had to go at Romanov’s kingdom to announce Angel’s parents the good news. Well, Elijah had to stay at the Windsor’s Kingdom to make sure everything goes well in the village.

The morning sun beamed peeking through the clouds. The carriage was prepared, for their departure.

The maids were dressing up Angel, making her wear a beautiful baby blue gown, with matching jewelry that shone on her porcelain like skin.

Angel was heading downstairs, when she glimpsed at Elijah’s figure standing at the very end of the corridor gazing upon her. She sweetly smiled at him.

“Angel,” he approached her.

“Yes? Elijah.”

“You look absolutely mesmerizing,” he uttered while pushing one of her strands behind her left ear.

“Thanks.” She murmured a quiet thanks, unsure how to feel about her brother-in-law standing so close, his presence heavy and wrong, the compliment slipping from his lips in a way that felt less like praise and more like a threat.

“Be careful, on your way. Come back safely. Take care of the baby as well…”

He said as he caressed her exposed shoulder with his cold fingers, sending shivers down her spine. There was something unsettling in the way he touched her, too deliberate, too familiar, his presence suddenly feeling heavy behind her.

She felt his nails digging into her skin, she winced under his grasp. Her stomach twisted, unease crawling through her as the touch lingered longer than it should have. She immediately caught his hand and yanked it away, earning a glare from him, sharp and dark, like she had crossed a line he believed she never should have.

“I will. You too take care of yourself,” Angel spoke in a stern voice. She didn’t like the way he behaved inappropriately towards her, the way his concern felt warped into something sinister, leaving her skin crawling long after his hand was gone.

With that said she turned her heels and walked away. While Elijah smirked mischievously, looking at her figure disappearing from his sight.

“ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴜsʜᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ? Hᴜʜ… Wʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ’ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ?”

he chucked at his thought as his orbs grew darker.

On her way downstairs, Angel thought to herself

“why was he holding me like that?”

She shook off her thought and joined her husband.

~ Hey loves, i hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! i’m sorry i know it was a very short chapter!