As a matter of fact, Diviya really wanted to kiss him. She wanted to feel his lips on hers again.
Diviya's eyes fell on Adonis' lips curved into a side smile and she licks her lips.
Adonis froze and in the next instance he pounced on her as she lifts her arms welcoming him.
Adonis swooped in and claim her lips, he gently coaxed her asking for entrance.
Diviya did not bat an eye, her heart rate sped up rapidly from the moment she saw that look in his eyes right before he jumped her.
He looks so breathtakingly gorgeous, like who is this beautiful being? How could someone be so insanely handsome.
Yes he can make a woman easily lose her mind, even forget what day it was. And he looked just about ready to eat her up and she was not about to stop him. She quickly granted him access.
Adonis kisses her slowly and sweetly. It was tender as he cups her face ever so delicately. As if her face was made out of snowflakes.
Diviya's hands had gone around his neck as she straightens her back and kiss him. Adonis was still on his knees.
His hands leaves her face, dropping to grab her waist and squeeze gently as he deepens the kiss. His hands then moves up her body, sliding under her crop top.
He palms her melons and Diviya moans.
Kissing sounds, breathless moans and little sexy noises and grunts can be heard throughout the waiting room.
Diviya felt his warm hands caressing her body and the fire was set ablaze once more at his careful touches and caresses.
She pulls him down as she laid back, he props on one elbow as he hovers over and went in for another kiss.
At this point Diviya's hands reached for his shirt. As she kissed him back her fingers searched for the buttons and she started to un button them when suddenly Adonis' phone rang shaking the two of them out of there lust full haze.
"Yes, we will be there shortly." Adonis says then ends the call.
He gave Diviya one more sweet and gentle kiss then told her that they need to make their way to the execution.
They sprung into action making sure they were looking presentable, Diviya straightens her clothes and touches up her lips, also ensuring she looked good and not like she has just been ravished.
Adonis button the button that had come undone and slips on his Jacket.
He then turns to Diviya, they were standing very close to each other when he says looking down at her "again I am sorry for walking away from you like that the first night."
He reaches up and rubs the side of her face with the back of his right fingers and continues…, "It will never happen again,"and then he kisses her again. One more time before they left to face what's next, hand in hand after he rakes her over with his eyes.
They had made it over to the prisons unbeknownst they were being watched.
They made their way straight to the large room where the execution was set to take place in front of selective witnesses, any family of the prisoner and the media.
Who would all be able to witness and confirm that things went according to plan.
As they walk into the room all eyes fell on them. Diviya squeezed Adonis' hand softly.
He rubs the back of her hands soothing her.
Those present looked at Adonis then their eyes fell on Diviya and stayed there. There were some very audible inhaling and Adonis knew it was because of Diviya's Divine scent. Plus she also smelt of HIM.
He felt on top of the world in that moment, he felt smug and wonders why again he wanted to keep her a secret?
Oh yes for her safety.
However he did not like the way the men and some women were looking at her, but at the same time he did not expect anything less.
Now he can observe peoples reactions around her.
Though of course he knew it will be different as he was present. He imagines if he was not present and she was just someone who had step into this room with somebody else.
What would have been their reaction then?
They might have been chopping at the bits to get her attention. Or speak to her somehow, Goddess forbid maybe even try to hurt her.
Meanwhile Diviya observes the stares and the looks of lust, thirst and desire from those present that they tried so hard to hide.
"Everyone is staring," she whispers.
"It's because you smell divine and underneath all that deliciousness is my scent on you. That my little fighter is why everyone is looking at you." Adonis leaned in and whispered in Diviya's ear.
He hoped with all the buzzing and murmuring they went unheard.
Diviya tried her hardest to not turn completely red with blush, she was wearing HIS scent. Yes she felt darn smug about that right now.
And she realizes she better get use to this—the stares filled with lust or desire or hunger, being the center of attention. She needed to quickly cut out these nerves too.
She also made a mental note that she would need to learn how to defend herself pronto. As it stands now she was with Adonis but if she wasn't? What would she be facing, she was sure it would have been something different.
She inhaled deeply, then exhales, squares her shoulders. Lifting her head she met a few gazes as she quickly scans the room.
The room was prepared like a conference was being held, or maybe some type of debate. It was medium size, dull grey in color. Rows of chairs line up in rows of five behind one another on either side of an isle that ran down the middle. All facing a glass mirror where the prisoner was strapped to a chair in an airtight chamber.
A Doctor in the room to administer the serum.
At the very front, a small podium was set up, with a mike.
There were also camera crews set up. There were a frenzy of flashes when they entered. After the shock and staring.
Michael now reached them and was talking with Adonis. Soon they went to have a seat at the front as Michael took the center by the podium and spoke into a mike.
"Good morning to each and everyone." This was new to Michael.
These were things that Beta Drew would handle, key word Beta.
Nevertheless he had manned up wanting to impress Adonis and show him he can be trusted and depended on.
So he put on his big boy underwear and here he was.
He had greeted everyone even the two TV crews, each from two of the most well known TV stations in Velia. VTV network and WTV network.
He had also explained why they were all here today, "to witness the execution of werewolf Perry Miller, and he is found guilty of attempting to harm a witness."
He pause and look out at the crowd meeting a few eyes. Everyone was silent listening intently. Anticipating his next words.
He continues, "now the only reason I am saying attempting to harm and not harm is because the witness in question was able to fend off her would be attacker, Mr. Miller here." Gesturing to the glass wall behind him.
Everyone listened eagerly waiting for it to start as this was a first.
When someone from the crowd ask, "is there a family representative here for the wolf."
"Sadly no, no one showed up." Michael answers.
No one had showed up for Perry, not even in the cell, no one visited him. Perry was indeed a loner, always in those play houses. Mateless.
However his parents and siblings were alive.
"Anymore questions?" Michael asks. Really proud of himself for how he was doing.
Michael went onto introduce Adonis as there were no further questions "with no further ado, Your King everyone" and he took a seat on the other side clapping with the crowd.
Oh Michael you a smart dude he had thought to himself. He was not about to sit next to Diviya.
Only two days ago he had only some of her scent on him and Adonis snapped his neck, Michael was wiser now.
Adonis smoothly gets up after he gently squeezes Diviya's hand and made his way to the Podium.
He met the gazes of those present before saying, "Good morning ladies and gentlemen, may the Goddess bless us all."
Adonis had settle himself behind the podium and looked out at his people, then on Diviya when he began his speech addressing those in attendance and watching their television.
Adonis never had intentions of saying much or anything at all at any execution however he had a message to send.
"In over five decades, since the witness protection program has been implemented, this is our first execution," he pause a moment looking over everyone.
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