"I've seen the way you've been staring at me, doll and I know you want me "He said his voice so cold as always , sending shivers down my spine.  His frosty gaze bore into mine, void of any warmth or emotion, as his hands traced a deliberate path from my chest down to my belly button, sending a shiver down my spine.

   "You can't escape from me doll, so I'll advice you to be submissive. Besides..... You're mine now"He said his eyes digging deep into mine,so cold..... devoid of any emotion.

  "You think I don't know you've been drooling over me??"He said and I gasped loudly immediately.

“I…I…I don’t know what you’re talking about, Master,” I stammered, attempting to project confidence. However, my trepidation seeped through, and he let out a hearty laugh that echoed in the cold air.

 "You don't?....You know how much I hate lies doll"He said and chuckled loudly. 

 “It seems you’ve forgotten, sweetheart, that I can quite literally hear your thoughts,” he continued, and I instinctively bit my lip,avoidind his eyes....... He hates it when I look at him directly in the eyes.
 
"I can hear your heartbeat too Doll..... So loud and clear and guess what...... It's beating like a party drum."He said and pushed some strands of hair from my face. 

 “I... I’m truly sorry,” I managed to whisper, my voice trembling slightly. Lowering my head almost instinctively, I averted my eyes from his piercing stare, knowing that it was the safest course of action in this fraught moment.

 "I hate that word 'sorry' and you know it"He said and I bit my lip immediately shivering. 
 
 "I crave you and I want you now"He said and smashed his lips on mine leaving me helpless.
 

In love with a Demi god (Deadly attraction) 

Back home 

ELENA'S POINT OF VIEW
I let out a soft sigh as I watched the irritable maid clean my room, her demeanor unmistakably grumpy. It puzzled me why all the maids seemed to carry such a sour attitude. Just yesterday, the lady who tended to my room was equally unpleasant, muttering under her ...

          ELENA'S POINT OF VIEW 
   I let out a soft sigh as I watched the irritable maid clean my room, her demeanor unmistakably grumpy. It puzzled me why all the maids seemed to carry such a sour attitude. Just yesterday, the lady who tended to my room was equally unpleasant, muttering under her ...

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