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I must kill the man I love.

******************** Rye knew the exact moment his gaze slid down her face to her chest, as he leaned closer until she could feel his breath on her neck. Hot and steamy sending shivers down her spine as she felt him lean his muscles against her bosom. “You want me! You can deny it but I can feel it through the bond we share,” “Klas!” Rye gasped pushing against him with her eyes closed. Her eyes snaped open, shocked to feel him pull away something she was convinced he would never do. “FINE!” His deep voice echoing through the desolate mansion they stood in, after he sent all the servants off. “I’ll give you five seconds to leave Rye. After that, if you’re still here, I’ll make you regret ever pushing me away.” “One…” “Wha-what?” “Two…” Rye knew she should leave. Sleeping with Klas was something she had sworn never to do. They were just using each other. She needed his blood, and he needed her to remove the chains that bound his powers. Yet, the pleasure that thrummed through her body when he had kissed her was unforgettable. “Four…” In a panic, Rye finally found the strength to move but by then it was already too late and she saw it in his eyes just as she moved to walk past him. A cruel glint that made her wish she left when she had the chance to. “Five…” *************** The plan was for the both of them to work together and get what they wanted. Him-the throne. Her- the blue stone that would send her back to the human world. Rye had no idea when the plan changed and less how to adjust to it.

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Chapter 43: Monster

He had been lying on the bed listening to Gaddaf speak to the lady of the goddess whom he assumed they had called to heal him.

'Demon blood is not something I'm immune to yet,'

But he was still thinking of how he could make sure that such an incident never happened again when he heard them mention something about a bond.

He knew enough to know what the women in the temple did, and much as he knew Gaddaf hated the sight of him, the thought that he would force a bond upon him was something he had never considered.n

'They wouldn't!' he internally growled in anger while trying to maintain a perfectly blank expression on his face, one akin to someone who was completely unconscious.

His first thought was to jump off the bed the second they left, which was why he was surprised to discover that his So-called bond chose to remain.