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Heart of Darkness

He put one hand on the door beside her head before leaning forward. What was he doing? Trying to intimidate her again? “Truth is…” He began to speak in a low voice and she strained her ears but all she could hear was her heartbeat. “I hate when you touch me because I like it so much.” Her eyes widened in surprise and he leaned even closer before continuing to speak. “I also hate the way you smell…” she could hear him inhale her scent “You smell delicious. And I hate your hair because it’s tempting. I want to run my fingers through it, pull it gently while I taste your lips and bite your neck.” Angelica suddenly felt like there was no air left in the room. “Your touch makes me unable to resist doing those things and all the other things I want to do to you.” “Oth...other things.” She breathed not realizing she was thinking loudly. One side of his lips curved into a smile. “Imagine all the things a man would want to do to you. I want to do those things and much more.” He leaned closer bringing his lips next to her ear. “Because I am no man. I am a beast. A hungry one. So unless you want me to bite you, refrain from touching me.” **************** A woman alone in a man’s world. In a time and place where it’s difficult for a woman to live alone, protect and provide for herself, Angelica must find a provider and a protector after her father is accused of being a traitor and executed by the king. Now known as a traitor's daughter, she must survive in a cruel world ruled by men, and in order to do so she ends up seeking protection in a man feared by everyone. A man with many scars. Both physically and mentally. A man punished for his pride. Rayven is a man with many scars. They cover his face and punish his soul. He can never show himself without people recoiling at the sight of him. Except for one woman who willingly comes knocking on his door. Is she an additional punishment sent to him, or will she be his salvation?

JasmineJosef · Fantasy
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277 Chs

Chapter 80 part 4

Angelica woke up feeling cold. She looked outside. It was night but the sky was clear and the moon shone brightly. She pulled her blanket up and curled to stop her shaking body, but she felt wetness and greasiness as she moved. She was sweating. The back of her dress, her forehead, and her neck were damp. 

Angelica wondered where Lord Rayven was. He had been beside her the whole day, reading for her, nagging her to eat and sleep and because she enjoyed his reaction so much she played hard to convince. It wouldn't hurt him to know what dealing with stubbornness, sulking, and brooding felt like. Now he must be tired and sleeping after taking care of her the whole day. She didn't want to disturb him but she suddenly thought of something. He had appeared a few times when she had a nightmare as if he had been standing right outside her door. 

Could he hear her from afar? 

"Lord Rayven?" She said hesitantly.