Masked Feelings

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. "Why are you touching me? Am a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me?

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Chapter 89: Destructive Obssession

The knife was soon away from my neck. I breathed out in relief, knowing that Damian was not in danger. Jace turned me around so that I was now facing him. He closed his eyes, then took a deep breath.

"Athena" he started as he rose his eyes to look at me. "I love you" he breathed. I was shaking. I was scared. He grabbed my arm roughly then pulled me even closer to him. "Don't you love me?" he asked when he realized that I was not going to say anything. Again, I kept quiet. "Athena" he urged. I simply stared at him again.

"Give me time, Jace" I whimpered as his grip turned even harder.

"How much time do you need, Athena?" he questioned.

"You've hurt Damian. You've kidnapped us. You were going to hurt my baby" I whispered. "How much time do you think I need?" I asked, hatred slipping a bit through my words.

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