Chapter eighteen She is mine

Damien had returned to the castle already, he looked furious. Blair was right.

"I need to talk to you," I said.

Damien was always happy when Crystal wants to talk to him but this time he didn't even look at her.

"It's urgent," I said when I didn't receive an answer.

"It would be better if you leave," he had never spoken to me like that before.

"My mo...." I couldn't complete the sentence because he cut me off.

"Leave!" he said and I left quietly.

Leviathan was in chamber thinking about Crystal, he couldn't hold back anymore, he wanted to have her. She was his and he won't let anyone have her.

Amon suddenly appeared, "What are you waiting for? claim her before it is too late."

"I am just waiting for the right time," he smiled.

"What about if she falls in love with Ashmedai?" Amon asked.

"She won't! she is angry at him, now it's time," an evil smile appeared on his face.

This would be fun, Amon thought to himself.

When I reached my room, I locked the door and climbed the bed.

I didn't like the way he spoke to me, I felt a sting of pain in my heart.

I heard a knock on the door and Blair came in, "Are you okay, my lady," she bowed.

"I want to be alone," I said.

"Don't be upset my lady, his highness was angry and that is why he sent you out of his room because he didn't want to vent his anger on you."

"Is he always angry?"

"No, he only gets angry when he is provoked. Forget about what happened today, tommorow the king will apologize to you."

I won't forgive him, I'll make sure he pays for sending me out of his room.

"Good night, my lady," Blair bowed her head again and left the room.

Immediately she left I saw a person's reflection in the mirror.

Leviathan? what was he doing here?