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CHAPTER TEN
LUCIAN CASTIEL
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I glanced at my wife, I couldn't contain the feeling of male satisfaction.
She was beautiful. No one had ever managed to make my heart swell with this fierce possessiveness.
The need to dominate her and claim her as mine was so intense. It made my jaw clench painfully.
She looked different today, her face was paperwhite, contrasting her short black hair which I hated so much. Even though she was still as stunning as ever, I still wanted my golden-haired Brie, the one I was familiar with for almost half my entire life.
The thought that she had been about to run away with that bastard still consumed me with blinding rage, coupled with the pain that pierced my heart when she had told me she loved him.
She couldn't have meant those, for both our sakes, I hoped she only said them just to spite me.
For that bastard who had laid his hands on MY Brie, a worse fate awaited him. I couldn't kill him off so easily. He had to pay dearly until he screamed and begged for Mercy, and I would have none to spare.
I had watched them through the connected security camera installed in that small private room.
I saw him holding her, kissing those lips that were meant for my touch only, heard them spoke of things they would do once I had felt I would go insane before I even arrived at the airport.
I wanted to punish her so badly, I could count so many things she had done wrong since this morning. And punish, I will. I knew I would enjoy every minute of it. The thought sent a jolt of bittersweet ache, to my hardness that was already straining against my pants.
She signed the papers, her fingers shook badly when I slipped my ring around her finger, she grew even paler that I fear she would pass out.
Her eyes were brimming with tears, the sadness and regrets were crystal clear. As furious as I was with her, my heart swelled with the urge to hug her tightly and hide her away from all evil. Except that I was the evil itself, and I could never bear to keep myself away from her. I already have for so long.
Not anymore.
Soon, she would have to accept every part of who I was, it wouldn't be easy, but she would, there was no other option for her.
In the end, when she started to cry, I easily embraced her, she offered no resistance, probably too exhausted to.

"It wasn't as though you have a choice in the matter, no need to be hard on yourself, and I do hope for your sake that you accept you've become my wife, and I'm never letting you go."
That was the truth, nothing more to it.
The next few minutes were spent signing other necessary documents, I had found out that Marcus had nothing to do with his daughter's disappearance, he didn't betray the alliance. Now, our families were strengthened with this alliance. To any outsider, it was good business between us, only I knew within myself that I married Brie for personal reasons. Because I wanted her for as long as I could remember and the beast raging inside my head wouldn't rest until she was mine in every way that was possible.
Her eyes were filled with sadness, she embraced her mother, I couldn't hear what the latter was whispering to her. I let them be for some moments, after all, I couldn't say when they would get to meet each other again. She shrugged off her sister's hug, there was something about the way her eyes lit up as she glared at the other girl that had me lifting a brow.
That was quite interesting, but I was growing too impatient to allow it to proceed further, we still have long hours to travel back.
Breaking off the handshake from her father, I approached them in unhurried stride.
Her eyes widened as she appeared to inch closer to her mother as though she was supposed to protect her from me.

"We need to leave now." I stated, keeping my expression neutral.
She was staring at me with fear evident in her eyes as though I was a monster who had come to claim her.
She wouldn't be wrong about that. I'm a villain, every bit the nightmare that made children and even grown-ups scramble for shelter, it wasn't something I was ashamed of, I had embraced that part of me a long time ago.
"Please, c..can I have a f..few more minutes?" She whispered, she asked so nicely, I was almost tempted to agree.
Almost.
"No. Come with me now. " The impatience in my tone had her flinching slightly.
"Promise me, I want you to promise me that you won't harm my daughter!" It was her mother who spoke this time, her eyes were searching mine, probably searching for a hint of compassion.
She would find none.
Without bothering with a response, I snatched Gabrielle's hand, a half gasp escaped her mouth.
"When I tell you something, you are to do so without hesitation! " I snarled against her ears and she shivered under my glare. I wasn't angry, but she should know that I wasn't pleased by her hesitation.

She cast her head to glance backward, even as her legs followed me as I led us outside where the limo that would take us to the airport was already waiting.
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