CHAPTER SIXTY TWO
The trepidation I felt made my steps uneasy as I carried the useless stick, holding it tightly.
I was ready to scream but I doubt anyone would be able to come rescue me as fast as possible so I just did the only thing that came to mind; stalking a possible stalker.
My new room wasn't like the old one where you could see everything from a glance at whatever spot you were looking at it from and as I had come out of the bathroom, the closet door was open, obstructing my view of the entire room.
I'd dimmed the lights before going to take my bath because it was adding to my migraines but now I was regretting it.
I saw a tail, decorated just like Seth's and I nearly fainted from the sight.
Knowing that this wasn't going to help me in any way possible, I dropped the stupid stick and screamed.
“XAVIER!!”
“I'm here, jeez! Why are you screaming?” he replied, suddenly at my side and I pointed at the.. oh
“But you were… I saw…” I stuttered trying to piece together what had just happened.
“You thought it was my Dad?” He asked and I nodded, finally getting myself to calm down a little but then his proximity to me was making that a little difficult so I did the reasonable thing and moved away from him.
“Yes. Your tail…” I trailed off.
I went to the mini fridge in my room and began gulping water like I was starved which in a way, I really was. I was starved of my sanity in this crazy mansion and this crazy life with this crazy bipolar husband who didn't even want me but insisted on keeping and was currently staring at me like I'd grown a second head.
I felt a drop of coldness on my breast, realizing I'd poured myself water because I was looking at him while he looked at me, I quickly dropped the bottle and went to sit down.
My food had obviously gone cold and my appetite had taken a flight to the next continent but I knew I needed to eat something, no matter how small. Who knew what tomorrow would bring?
“You want something?” I asked, shaking him out of his reverie because I couldn't stand the tense silence anymore.
He coughed a little before settling himself comfortably on my bed like he owned the place.
Oh well, he actually did but still, it made me feel weird.
“To sleep,” he murmured and I realized he was in his sleeping clothes. I'd been focused on his eyes all the while and also trying very hard not to look at him.
Did he just say he…
“I don't understand, you want to sleep? Here?” I asked incredulously.
“Yes, I need to sleep here because we've not found my father and by the way you reacted earlier, I know it's the best option. I don't need you screaming the entire mansion awake because you kicked something in your sleep,” he grumbled, fiddling with his mobile device.
“I don't kick things in my sleep and if you had knocked like a normal person, I wouldn't have had to think the worst! Besides, your tail is decorated just like his!” I snapped, pointing at the feature of his body that was swishing all around the place.
“I'm the King now so that's how my tail is going to be. Also, I have telekinesis so opening your door is just a matter of making a few irons click,”
“And you didn't imagine that, oh, maybe she's naked?” I hissed, regretting my words immediately as the room charged with tension immediately.
He stood up and walked over to my seat, the pancakes I held in my hand nearly falling off from how strung up I was.
He got a foot away from me and crossed his arms.
“And what if you are naked?” He asked me, his words caressing my ears with how sultry they sounded.
“Well, you shouldn't.. we should…,” I stuttered in confusion and mind fuckery.
He held onto the chair head and leant down a little bit, our eyes buried in each other's.
“Tessa, aren't you my wife?” he asked me so casually.
“I am,”
“So you're saying I can't see my wife's nakedness?”
“I… I don't think we're there yet. I mean, you don't even like me and you're getting someone else pregnant and you spent the entire week talking me down and making your guards disrespect me so no, you're not seeing me naked!” I snapped, and that destroyed the electric atmosphere he'd set with his insane body in my face.
Especially those damn lips! He knew what he was doing bringing it within a kissable distance but I was strong and very much hurt so it wasn't going to work. I was damn proud of myself.
He sighed and walked back to the bed, lying down on it as comfortably as possible.
“Hmm. I don't hate you Tessa. You just won't understand why I'm doing all of this,” he replied cryptically and went back to his phone, leaving me alone.
The bed was smaller so his frame took up most part of it and I knew this was going to be an awkward night.
I had been able to eat a few bites before he came and filled my stomach with butterflies and even though I'd killed them all, I couldn't stomach anything else so I covered it up and went to wash my hands and change into my night clothes.
“So you're serious about sleeping here tonight?” I asked again, still hoping this was a prank.
And yes, you're absolutely right. I didn't trust my body in such close proximity. In the other room, only his tail touched me while I slept and I didn't mind the little guy but being so close to him, I doubt I'll be able to sleep a wink and I had a job now.
He looked at me like he was bored.
“Yes and everyday until he's found. Your security is very important and I don't trust anyone else with it,” he replied.
I took a deep breath and decided the best way to navigate this was to create boundaries.
Seeing as the bed was filled with lots of pillows, I decided to make good use of them.
So I began building a forte.
“What are you doing?” He asked, his face showing he was shocked.
Good, he needed to know I wasn't in the mood for his games.
“Creating boundaries,” I replied, not bothering to look at him again.
Immediately I was done, he got up from his end of the bed and walked all the way to my side.
“What ar..re you doing?” It was my turn to be shocked now.
He didn't answer at first, instead, he bent over and carried me to himself. I was shocked I couldn't even resist him.
“You're my wife so we'll sleep like husband and wife! End of discussion,”
“You can't do that!” I protested, my voice betraying me so ferociously.
“Why not? Hm?” He murmured against my naked skin at my back.
“I've already said it before,”
“None of that should affect how we sleep at night. Now stop stressing and sleep, we have a big day tomorrow,” he growled in my ear, the sexiest sound in the entire universe but instead I kept turning.
“Keep doing that and you'll have my cock inside of your wet pussy soon enough,” he growled again, his dirty words killing all of my resistance and sending into shock and calmness all at once.
I didn't sleep easy with the way he held me to his strong, thick and veiny body but when I eventually drifted off, it was to wet dreams in mysterious locations.
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