"Unspeakable Desires"

Now he was only in his pants. He turned off the light and hopped into the bed. Lastly he glanced at his sleeping little one and laid beside her. It seemed that sleep was miles away from his eyes. So, he just decided to admire the sleeping beauty in the front of him.
"Why is this little thing so tempting?" he thought as his seductive gaze was fixated on her plump rosy lips.
Uncontrollably, he lifted his hand to reach her lips and pressed his thumb over them slightly and rubbed them.
His body felt an urge to kiss her soft looking lips right away. But-
"Don't try to take her advantage okay! Jeremy's words echoed in his ears immediately. He closed his eyes in frustration. How forced he was! He was a man to get the thing right away what he wanted. Whether by will or force. He never hesitated in getting what he liked. Wether it was a thing or human.
But in his little one's case he was holding up all his unspeakable desires.
He instantly removed his hand, feared that it would lead to something dangerous and unwanted for her.
Now the only option he had was to stare at the ceiling so he did. He was afraid to look at her innocent face because he was afraid that he might lose control.
This fact, that this little one held the power to make him afraid for the protection of her innocence, made him smile. That smile was heavenly enough to make the opposite one awestruck.
No wonder your fate always got you unexpected things. And this was the case both for Rayven and Emilia.
Then he closed his eyes and tried to sleep. And after some moments, unknowingly he also drifted to sleep.
NEXT MORNING
Emilia opened her eyes slowly as she felt heat reflecting to her face.
Her eyes only opened to witness a different ceiling unlike her room. It was extravagant. A huge mirror was mounted in the ceiling right above the bed. And before the mirror a huge glass chandelier was dangling from the ceiling.
Walls were painted in dark colors. Curtains around the huge windows were also thick and dark.
According to the taste of a man. This room was quite big in size then the one she was living in.
This bed was also king size on which she was laying.
Overall the room was giving off a dark vibe as if the devil's room.
"In whose room I am" this was the first thought to hit her mind.
She instantly sat up on the bed almost jumping in her place.
Right at that time the door opened and that devil in disguise appeared in front of her looking whole damn handsome in his tracksuit. His slightly wet hairs were spread over his bright forehead to only make him look sexier.
It seemed as if he had just returned after running wildly for quite some time.
"Are you feeling fine, little one? His first question with concern.
"I- is it your room? She asked a question instead of answering him.
Thousands of concerns were picking their tiny heads up in her mind.
He silently gazed at her face for a moment to read her expressions.
"Well...yes" was all he said.
"Why am I here! She yelled as she asked. Now those tiny concerns were dancing around in her head only to make her more nervous.
He patiently bears her yell while standing with his hands in his pocket.
"I think you don't remember anything! Am I right" he spoke as a smirk took place on his face.
She was asking him about her presence in Rayven's room! For that time he wanted to tease her as the punishment for what he made him go through. She hadn't remembered anything, so it was his chance to tease the hell out of her. How could he let it go?
"You scared?" His tone turned into an amusing one as he questioned with his raised eyebrows.
"W- What? She shuttered.
Rayven gracefully walked towards the couch which was placed closer to bed right in the front and sat on it. He lifted his arms up and folded them just behind his neck.
He inhaled deeply and sexily before he spoke.
"Last night was the most beautiful and enjoyable night of my life", he said and eyed her to receive her next reaction and as expected her expressions turned to a horrified one. He laughed inside his heart.
"W- wh- what d- did you do to me? She stammered under the influence of some unknown fear.
"Why should I tell you!" He spoke, raising a brow and her throat went dry.
"Rayven, tell me!" Emilia almost shouted as she shivered with fright.
Seeing her like that, the very next moment he burst out laughing.
She looked at him as if he was resembling a clown.
"Wha- what the hell are you laughing at!" She frowned.
"I was joking! Nothing happened between you and me. But yeah, you were being a weirdo last night after you got yourself drunk. You slept in the car, so, I directly brought you here to my room and we slept. He declared trying hard to press his laughter down.
"What a heavenly smile" she thought looking at him but her ear straightened as she heard "we slept".
"We what! She was about to cry.
"I mean we "just" slept together! That's all. Nothing else okay! "RELAX" he explained rapidly as he saw thick tears forming in her emerald glass like eyes.
"Oh, you scared me!!! She put a hand on her chest where her heart was as she spoke.
"Here" drink it. He was back to his commanding tone as he handed her a glass.
"Now what is it?? She asked suspiciously glaring at the poor glass in his veiny hand.
"It's lemonade". You will feel better after drinking it!! I bet your head must be spinning right now. He spoke with his gaze softening.
"Oh yeah. Well t- thank you" she took the glass from him. Their fingers brushed with each other while in this give and take. She felt electrified by his touch.
And started to drink.
"Emilia, I have a question" he shifted his gaze directly at her face.
"Hm," Emilia nodded while drinking.
He observed her kneely as he was preparing for something.
Emilia... "Lets marry" he dropped a bomb on her head.
And as an outcome of a shock all the lemonade came out of her mouth like a splash.
And she started to cough badly.


To be continued...
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