Hesitantly, she discarded his touch on her face but his reaction shocked her. He gripped her hand and leaned closer in a blink of an eye. Liliana was stunned to the point her face turned pink as she beheld his beasty look. She remembered this look when they became friends and how he approached her erotically. "Tr..."
"Shh," he placed his index finger on her lips. "Remember I promised I won't run?" He rubbed his hand softly on her lips. "Do you know why I believe you'll love me back?" He slowly tilted his head as he placed his palm flat and delicate on her smooth cheek.
"Why?" She asked expressing how interested she was in knowing because she didn't know herself.
He looked into her eyes and smiled. "Because you own me," he answered. "Do you know that I've lived for 200 years? More than," he nodded. "And no woman had ever tamed me this way. No woman had ever gotten this angry at me to cause me to stab myself. No woman has ever angered my Dad...my Dad is my enemy." He emphasized.
