Dominant culprit

“What do you mean by the fraternity, do you conduct human sacrifices?” she asked, her heart pounding, as her mind traveled far and wide. What if he keeps me here for human sacrifice?,? She thought to herself, fidgeting slightly,Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Yes, I do human sacrifice, and you might be the next if you don’t move two steps back,” Darrel said grinning, devilishly.

“You wouldn’t dare” she pushed his arm, followed by a kick, before exiting the room to go grab the water as she reminisced on what had just happened.

Marley did say he is a bad man, and killing wasn’t a new thing to him, she thought to herself as she leaned on the kitchen island. Now she’s a threat by both his cloth mistress and assumed mother.

” We have a new statue in the house,” a hoarse voice said from behind, making claire yelp in shock,

” are you always this toxic,” she asked in disgust,

” I don’t do petting words,” he said, now he was dressed in shorts and his sleeve was loose from the top to the bottom.

Exposing his neat wet skin, Claire was lustful once again but averted her gaze immediately, ‘get yourself together claire’ she cautioned herself,

” your clothing mistress and mother tried poisoning my food today” she said bluntly.

” ok”

Shocked, ” is that all?”

“Yes”

” seriously” she threw a piece of fake apples at him in annoyance, he catches it without looking at it,

” my face, never” he said, his aura cold and murderous this break claire heart, he was everything but sweet, is this how he leaves his life?, she asked to herself.

Life of an introverted billionaire, he taps more digits in his phone, the elevator door chimed, he strode towards the elevator, takes the package brought for him, groceries, and a carton of pizza, smoothie, and a steamy soup, a pack of cookie and milk,

“Eat that, while i prepare something”, he said, placing it on the kitchen island. Claire was dumbfounded, she had hated him a few hours ago, and was waiting for every opportunity to hit him, no matter how she tried controlling her anger, it’s always out of control with him around.

“Thanks”, she mutters dryly,

“They won’t kill you now, maybe__but don’t worry, I will protect you for the first month, then after that, you fend for yourself.”

Claire choked on her food, ” you gave me time?”

He smirked as he removed the veggies from the bags, ” yes, you have one month to prove if i will like you enough, and you are doing a bad job at that monse” he said, now washing the veggies.

‘So I have one month to win his heart over, then after that, maybe I will get to know him better,” she thought to herself.

“Deal,” she said, grinning like a Cheshire cat, she stands from the stool, then walks over to him, helped him carry the veggies out of the back, and then washed the potatoes, she had never cooked a day in her life and was amused by the fact that he cooked his own food.

So she follows his every step, making him the alpha, ” what are we cooking papi” she said, pouting like a child,

“Don’t try so hard to be sweet, you are not” he said in a cold tune, making her face fall in sadness, they both cooked in silence, after the comment, there was simply nothing to amuse his sad heart.

His movements were meticulous, in every way, he was an expert, in the kitchen which made Claire’s heart flutter in amusement as a particular feeling she couldn’t comprehend overwhelmed her.

While they cooked together, Claire had tried taking glances at his eyes, but each time she was close enough he had his eyes shut.

The food was ready and they both sat in silence eating their food, then after Claire went to take her bath, her belly rumbling for more, but the megalomaniac was too cold to have a conversation with.

The day went by, with her creating her Pinterest board, for all her progress, and had begun to feel sleepy. Darrell had been stuck in is the library, which was oddly the biggest room in the house,

‘Who needs such a big place for books’ she thought to herself as she was told to excuse him.

The night sky was quick to elude the sky and she was fast asleep, Darrell wasn’t going to stay on the same bed with, her, she was well aware of that, but gets woken by her constant nightmare

She is just outside a burning building with people screaming. Lorenzo had told her it was her trauma, she needed to deal with it, and no one else can help her.

The yoga lady said fear doesn’t exist, but each time she had such a dream she woke up with teary eyes, her heart beating fast and hard, and a stream of perspiration soaking her nightwear. She stood from the bed and turned on the lamp before exiting the room.

Darrel was nowhere to be found, and she was curious, her phone shows the nighttime wasn’t far gone, so there was every possibility of being awake, she hears squeaking noises from the room she had found him earlier.

The room with so much paint, then she walks foot to foot every step closer, making her heart pound, the door was slightly open making it unable to peek properly as only a source of light was available.

So she pushes it further, giving her enough room to peek through, she pushes her head and finds Darrell on a stool painting with a dim light at the edge of the board, Claire stares at him intensively, he was just like the painting, so real yet fictional.

He was in nothing but his shorts, which exposed his well-trained arms, his abs, and muscular torso. She was drooling just by staring at the moon god before her,

” Are we going to pretend you are not there?”.

Her heart leaped in her mouth, making her flinch as her body felt too heavy for her legs to carry. ” I had a nightmare,” she said, trying to gain her words as she was so frightened by the man before her.

He stands up, his face darker as she approached only his shoulders reflecting now, and his aura intimidating, ” and are you scared?” he said,

Swept by Emotion, ” yes”

“Come here”, he commanded in a deep and sexy to making her thighs quiver