****ARMAN POV******
Fuck!!!Fuck !!!
I slammed the books off the shelf, the sound sharp but useless against the wildfire tearing through me. My blood was boiling. My skin too tight. Every breath felt like punishment.
Why does she have this power over me? Why her?
All I can think about is how it would feel pulling her into me, tasting every inch of her, hearing her moan my name while my hands slide over every curve of her body. The thought of her falling apart beneath me, trembling, begging, breaking… it's driving me insane.
I want to ruin her. Slowly. Thoroughly. I want to hear the breath hitch in her throat when I push her to the edge and keep her there, teasing, until she can't take it anymore. I want to hear her whisper my name like a prayer and then scream it like a curse.
I groaned, raking my fingers through my hair, my pulse wild. No. No.
But every time I close my eyes, I see her. The way she looked at me. The way her lips parted when I kissed her. The way her body softened in my hands like she wanted me too.
I slammed my fist into the wall. Hard.
It wasn't supposed to be like this. I was supposed to be in control Of everything.
And yet… the only thing I could think about was her.
The way she'd sound.
The way she'd fall apart for me whimpering, breathless, wrecked.
Gosh…
My hands trembled as I dragged them through my hair, my mind splintering under the weight of it. I could still feel the ghost of her lips, the soft heat of her breath. The way her body melted into mine for that one reckless moment God, it wasn't enough
I wanted to go back, Press her to the wall. Rip the rest of her clothes off and make her mine until she forgot her own name.
What the hell was happening to me?
Suddenly
A rush of air. Fast. Swift.
That scent.
Davina.
I stiffened instantly, my body tensing as her presence coiled around the edges of the room like smoke.
"Hi there," she murmured, her voice low, dangerous, edged with something almost playful. "Tsk tsk, Armani… you fragile little thing."
Her form materialized from the shadows dark hair cascading over her shoulders, cold eyes glinting with something wicked, a cruel smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
I clenched my jaw. "What the hell are you doing here, Davina?" I said, making My voice flat as possible
She gave a lazy shrug, sauntering across the room before dropping elegantly into the chair, crossing one leg over the other like she owned the place. "Didn't you miss me?" she teased, her gaze raking over me slowly "You look… tense."
I didn't answer. I couldn't afford to play her dangerous game.
Her lips curled into something sharper. "Oh, I see," she drawled, tapping a long finger against her lips. "This is about her, isn't it?"
I kept silent, my fists curling at my sides.
She laughed softly, the sound cold and cruel. "You've grown soft, Armani .You are not the Armanii I know.I can smell it on you. Desire,you want to fuck her isn't it?"
"you know nothing about her!!"I hissed
Her eyes flashed dangerously. "I know enough sweetheart."she purred, rising from the chair, gliding toward me with liquid grace. "Darling, you and I both know… you feel nothing for that girl. You belong to something darker Armanii "
She tilted her head, standing close enough that I could feel the chill of her breath. "But don't worry," she whispered. "I'm not here for her. Not yet."
She smirked. "I'm here for you."
Her words slithered through the air like poison, thick with seduction and something more. She took another step, closing the space between us until there was barely an inch left. I could feel the cold brush of her breath against my jaw, could see the glint of something hungry in her eyes.
"I'm here for you," Davina whispered again, her voice velvet and venom all at once. Her fingertips trailed slowly up the center of my chest, her nails grazing through the fabric of my shirt, deliberate and slow. "You can pretend all you want for her,Pretend you've grown soft. But I know you, Arman. I know exactly who you really are underneath."
I caught her wrist before she could reach my throat, my fingers tight around her bones. "Don't push me," I growled, my voice rough, low, unsteady in a way I hated.
Her lips curved into something sinful, her eyes bright with dark amusement. "Oh, but that's the fun part," she purred, leaning in until her lips grazed my ear. "I like when you lose control."
A shiver shot through me despite every warning in my mind.
She smelled the shift she felt it. Her free hand slid along the side of my neck, her nails teasing the skin there. "You can't help yourself," she whispered, her voice almost a breath. "No matter how hard you try to play the noble monster, you'll always crave the violence. The ruin. The taste."
Her words licked fire across my skin.
Then she pressed her lips,soft at first against the corner of my mouth. A cruel, featherlight kiss that sent electricity racing through my veins. I didn't move.
Her voice was pure silk. "Let me remind you," she murmured, her mouth brushing mine with maddening slowness, "of who you really are."
Something inside me snapped tight. My grip on her wrist trembled
She knows she has an effect on me.Bastard
Her lips brushed mine again so soft, sweet, unbearably slow and violent. The hunger. The need. The darkness.
But Davina knew.
She always knew.
I crushed my mouth to hers.
The kiss was brutal, a collision of heat and passion.Her hands tangled in my hair as I slammed her back against the wall, my fingers digging into her hips hard enough to bruise. She moaned low, sharp dragging her nails down my spine as I deepened the kiss with my burning hunger.
"You haven't changed," she breathed against my lips, her voice like broken glass and silk. "You still burn."
I growled, the sound feral, and bit her bottom lip just hard enough to taste blood. Her gasp sent a fresh pulse of heat through me.Every instinct screamed for more
Her leg curled around mine, pulling me closer, the thin fabric of her dress useless between us. I pressed her harder into the wall, my breath ragged as her hands clawed at my back.
Gosh!!!
This feels good
Harder davina,I missed you
I jerked back as if burned, my hands shaking, my breath heaving. "Enough," I rasped, my voice shredded.
Davina's eyes glittered, lips swollen, blood staining the corner of her mouth. She laughed low, breathless, victorious. "See?" she whispered, licking the blood from her lip. "I told you. You're still mine ."
I turned away,
In a way,yes but not now davina
But the taste of her still clung to my mouth. And I hated God, I hated how much of me still wanted more.
The air smelled like her
Smoke. Ash. Something wild and forbidden.
I gripped the edge of the desk,
And then
Her fingers ghosted over my spine.
I flinched but did't turn
Her laugh was soft, almost sweet. The sound of it sent ice through my veins. "Oh, darling… why fight it?" she whispered, her voice silk over a blade. "You know how this ends."
"Get out," I ground through my teeth.
But she ignored me, as she always did. She stepped closer, until her body brushed against mine, her hands sliding around my waist till it enters into my area.
"You don't have to pretend," Davina purred into my ear, her lips grazing my skin her hand doing wonders to my area as she stroke it gently."Not with me. I know who you really are. I know what you crave."
I swallowed hard, rage twisting inside me but the dark heat was there too, coiled and hungry.
Her fingers toyed with the buttons of my shirt,as her other finger struggled to pull out my area which was getting hard and rigid. "She's soft," Davina whispered, "You'll break her. You always break them eventually. But me…" Her teeth scraped lightly along my jaw. "I'm already broken. I'm already yours. I want the darkness. Let it out."
I spun on her, shoving her back hard against the desk.she gasped but the sound wasn't fear. It was pleasure
Her eyes blazed as she looked up at me, breathless. "Yes," she whispered. "fuck me Armani.feel me with your cum."
My hand closed around her throat . Her pulse fluttered under my fingers like a trapped bird, but her expression only darkened into something wicked, something unholy.
I wanted to fuck her right her right now.She is the only one that makes me crazy.
"You're not him," she whispered, voice thin but sharp. "You're not him anymore, are you?" Her lips parted, taunting. "Or are you just playing human for that little lamb ?Wait till she know your dark little secret how fucking manipulative you are when you want to get what you want."
The room spun. The blood roared in my head.
I leaned in, my forehead pressing to hers, my breath ragged. "Get. Out."
She smiled. "You'll come to me," she murmured. "You always do."
And then vanished.
Gone.
As if she were never here at all.
But the scent of her clung to the room. To my skin. To my mouth,to my already hard area.
And deep inside I knew
Davina wasn't done with me.
And God help me some twisted part of me wasn't done with her either.