Draco inhaled deeply and tried to keep himself in check. Her soft warm lips on his chest felt soothing. There were faint sparks or he believed that it was the adrenaline of bliss running through his veins. She pulled back slowly. Her eyes were still focused on the scar as she gently stroked it. Fiona was overwhelmed by his confession. How did they go from enemies to this? She recalled the first time she saw him. He was so intimidating and also hates her existence. Ignoring her most of the time then how did things turn out like this? The man she knows now was the total opposite of what she thought of him at the start. Time and fate surely play their cards very well. "What are you thinking?" He rasped, his knuckles gently caressing her cheek. "I thought you were a bad guy in the start. To be honest, I was scared of you. More than Dexter because I couldn't read you. When I was told that it was you who agreed to marry me. I was terrified out of my wits. I prepared myself for the wors

"What's in there? What's wrong with your face? What happened?" Adrian bombarded her with questions. Fiona's cheeks were flaming red in embarrassment but Adrian thought of something else. He gives Finlay into her arms. Moving her aside his claws extended out as he was ready to barge inside but Fiona stopped him. "No, you can't," She whispered and Adrian frowned. "Who's in there? If it's a threat I'll end it," He gritted in anger. Her eyes widened, she has never seen Adrian this angry. "It's Kolton," She whispered as the door opened. Both of their heads snapped in that direction and they found Kolton standing there but he wasn't alone. Gena stood a little far behind him fidgeting her fingers while keeping her eyes low. Adrian frowned but the way Gena's and Kolton's hair was disheveled. It wasn't difficult for him to put the two and two together. "Jesus!" He grumbled. Fiona's reaction was off the chart. Was it the first time she caught someone doing dirty? "I thought there was a t

Fiona was fuming but also very nervous as she paced the huge restroom. She wondered what Finlay must be telling him. Why did she have to babble like an idiot in the morning? She hopes Finn didn't remember anything. Never in a billion years had she thought something like this could happen where her little naive Finn would spill out her secrets to Draco. With each passing second her anxiety was shooting off the charts. It feels unnerving to know that they both were talking about her. The door clicked open as she hurried to the door only to find it blocked by a huge body, Draco leaned against the doorframe with his arm resting on it and one of his hands in his pocket. The pose was very alluring indeed but why was he blocking her way like this? She raised her head to glare at him only to find those smoldering eyes fixed on her with an unknown glint swarming in them. She didn't want to get hypnotized by his eyes again. The girl dropped her gaze to his chest and inhaled sharply before

He inhaled sharply. She was testing his patience, there was a certain extent to which he can bear. He was a man after all. "Are you playing with me?" He grumbled, his intense eyes peering down at her. Fiona smiled coyly and continued to stroke his bottom lip. She let her eyes freely caress his face, gliding from his smoldering hues to his lips before meeting his gaze again. "Why would I do that?" She asked innocently, blinking those big emerald eyes at him. "Fiona," He rasped her name and just as his lips parted she slid her thumb into his mouth before gently stroking his tongue. He was too stunned to speak for a second and her gaze was solely fixed on his mouth. Draco bit on her thumb making her gasp as she pulled her hand back glaring at him. "If you don't want me to gobble you up. I suggest you stop," He rasped in a thick baritone making her suppress her smile. "But when did I even start?" She mused as mirth danced in her eyes. He narrowed his eyes at her. "Do you really li

Dear Draco, I was in college when you came to my kingdom to attend the ball. I recalled my father talking about you a lot that morning at the breakfast table. From your excellent skills at fighting to the enormous power of lycan you had, my father was very impressed and after hearing him talk about you a lot I couldn't help but wonder what you'd be like. I wore the prettiest dress for the ball. And when I walked down the stairs every set of eyes was on me except for one. You were so tall and handsomely built I could track you from a mile away. At that time I didn't know you were the Prince Draco of the Red Moon kingdom. The strongest kingdom of our world. For me, you were the man who didn't look at me. I was young and naive, my eyes kept drifting to you in the crowds. I wanted to know who this man was and eventually, my father called me saying he wanted to introduce me to someone. And when he stepped towards you, I could still recall my heart pounding wildly. My father called you