Chapter 24: Seduction

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Her heart froze as her eyes gazed up at the shirtless man with water trickling down his steel-like body and a white towel hanging around his waist.

Nevaeh swallowed at the sight of him. Even in her frightened and confused state, she noticed the ethereal beauty standing before her with amusement glistening in his eyes as he stared at her like she had been caught red-handed.

Shamelessly and uncontrollably, her eyes travelled down his body. With his wet hair plastered to his face and his silk steel body that radiated beauty, he looked nothing short of a Greek god in her eyes.

What sort of man was he? Nevaeh could feel her cheek heat up, but she didn't know if it was from the embarrassment of being caught in her pretentious act or for drooling over him.

Drooling? She wasn't drooling!

Her eyes immediately darted back and forth in an attempt to savour whatever reputation she still had before his eyes, "I-I", She stuttered, feeling heavily mortified.

Her breath hitched, and she immediately tried to sit up when he lowered himself towards her, but she wasn't fast enough for him as he held her trapped.

Everything in her began to heat up at the sudden closeness he had put between them. Her heart skipped thousands of beats when he pushed his hair backwards, and a hellion smirk curved his almost perfect lips. Almost perfect, because she didn't want to give him a full mark.

"Your heart keeps racing." He said as he dropped his eyes towards her chest again. His smile widened for a split second when she uncomfortably reacted to his gaze.

"Da-le." She stuttered again. Her brain was betraying her. How her thoughts suddenly become incoherent at the sight of this man baffles her.

His gentle blue or green eyes - how confusing they were- peered at her in what Nevaeh defined as an erotic manner.

"My heart race with yours too." He husked into her ears, and Neveah cold swear her blood turned hot at the sound of it. But what surprised her more and left her completely perplexed was her hand suddenly rested on his smooth skin, which felt like snowy, silky feathers.

What sort of skincare product does he use? She asked herself without realizing what she was doing. She froze when Dale looked at her hand that was voluntarily moving across his bare chest.

"Seems I don't have to seduce you after all." He breathed with that signature wicked smile, making her stiffen even more.

What's that what he was doing? Seducing her?

Blinking in trepidation, she slowly moved her hand away from his chest, but she almost sighed when her hand already began to miss that warmth and smoothness.

But why was he so warm when he had just taken his bath? Maybe he had a hot bath. How could someone be so warm and cold?

Nevaeh didn't have enough time to ponder her thoughts as she suddenly felt her body move till she lay flat on the bed and his huge form loomed over her.

"Tell me what you want right now." His incredibly mellifluous voice sounded into her eyes, completely mushing her thoughts, and his deep searching eyes crowned his compelling effect.

"Tell me what you desire." He whispered as drops of water from his body trickled on her skin, but Nevaeh was too lost to notice it.

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Fluttering her eyes, she slowly shook her head, "I- don't-know." she honestly replied. How strange~ She has always been so sure of what she wanted until now, and that was her freedom.

A few moments of silence reigned between them as Dale tried to ascertain the truth behind her words, and when he did, he spoke up. "Then let me tell you what I want." Nevaeh felt a long gap between her next heartbeat when she saw that dangerous glint in his eyes again.

A part of her feared what he wanted, but another part of her wanted to hear him say it. This man was tearing her apart. He was making her mad, but how?

Impatiently, she found herself waiting to hear his wants, and her eyes couldn't help but linger on his.

She almost jumped her skin when she felt something cold slowly trail up her leg, but before she could look down, his silvery voice came penetrating through her head. "I want to trail my hand over every inch of you while my lips tightly press against yours as I slowly begin to kiss you savouring every inch of your mouth. I want to set you on heat as I tease every part of you with my mouth." He paused as he gazed at her lips which were breathtakingly inviting. And for some unknown reason, she bit her nether lip almost as if threatening him not to dare. If only she knew what that did to him.

"I want to kiss you eyes, cheeks, your neck, move your hair and kiss your nape. I want to kiss you here." He paused as his fingertips grazed the entrance of her panties prompting Nevaeh to clamp her legs close, trapping his hand in between. A dirty and malicious smile played on his lips as he stared at her tightly shut legs.

Nevaeh could feel her heart pounding and hammering like never before as she fearfully stared at him. 'How did his hand get there?!'

"I want to have you on all sides, Wife. I want to make love to you everywhere till I satisfy you, and I become all you desire." He whispered as he leaned in towards her. Heat, fear, anxiety and blood were wildly coursing through her at an accelerated speed as she frozenly stared at him. She could tell he was going to claim her lips, but she couldn't let him, right? She shouldn't-

She flinched when she felt it on her cheek - his lips- before he pulled away.

She stared at him with confusion dancing through her eyes when he got off her. Wait! was she feeling disappointed? Why?

Her eyes followed him as he stood by her side, still shirtless, revealing those muscle toned abs on him. He brushed his hand through her hair and revealed a smile that struck her into a dead state of speechlessness.

"You'll always be mine, Elleanor." He said before turning away. Nevaeh gasped the moment he turned around, allowing oxygen to fill the deprived parts of her brain and heart.

What in the name of all thing unholy just happened?! She was still lost on that thought when her eyes caught something interesting - A tattoo on his back.

Another wing, similar to the one in the sitting room.

She had her gaze fixed on it till he opened a door and walked through it. One she hasn't even noticed had been there. It must be his dressing room, she thought.

But what did those wings mean?

What did they all mean?!

As she stared at the closed door, images of what Dale had desired to do to her suddenly flashed through her head. More heat crawled underneath her skin as those images assaulted her mind.

How was he doing this?

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