Chapter-70. Questions(18+)

[Asher]

"Mad at you?" she chuckled; her voice dripped with bitter sarcasm. "I am sorry, alpha, but I don't remember ever having the luxury of being mad at you. And for what? For bringing me into this delightful, traumatizing dark room where illusion blurs into reality with sheer madness?"

Xanthea licked her lips, letting out a mirthless laugh that seized at once as her eyes locked with mine for a few seconds before they wandered around me. A glance into her eyes was enough to twist something inside me.

"No. In fact, this is the most romantic date ever! Every married man should bring their wives here. She's going to lose her mind after ten years of marriage, anyway! So, why not do it in ten minutes? And maybe that's why you brought me here - because I have less than a year to live, anyway! Right?"

She snapped at me in one breath, her breath quickening from the intensity of her outburst. I had witnessed her wrath before, so her audacity didn't shock me. Yet, I found myself more captivated than ever.

I observed her heaving chest and the way she placed her palms on her waist, trying to calm herself down.

I tried to focus on reading her emotions, but my eyes kept losing focus and so did my thoughts that traced her skin and realized that her skin should be in touch with mine all the time.

"This is insane," she mumbled, panting as she tried to control her words. Biting her lips, she ran her fingers through her hair.

The room had a peculiar vibe unsuitable for free thinking. So the way she controlled herself was highly commendable.

She shut her eyes and I could discern her thoughts in the disappointed and frustrated creases on her face. She was trying to understand why or how I knew a place like this. Why I brought her here?

I hoped she wouldn't vocalize those questions because if she did, I wouldn't have any answers for her.

Unnoticed, I stepped closer to her.

With a curt nod, she let out a deep breath.

"Asher," she said in a frustrated but calm tone. "The game's over now. I found you. I won. So, can we please leave now?"

"No," I said simply.

She clenched her jaws, holding back her anger.

"I want to go back," her voice turned more commanding. "Now."

"To Ezra?" I asked.

Confused, she frowned, squinting her eyes.

"What?"

"Do you want to go back to Ezra?" I asked.

She shrugged and then nodded with a quick gulp.

"Yes. I want to go back to him. Away from this place."

"Away from me?" I cocked a brow, closing the distance between us even more.

She parted her lips to speak, but all that escaped her lips was a shuddering breath carrying the sweet scent of her heat.

"N-no," her frown deepened. "I just don't want to stay here anymore. This place is suffocating and unbearable."

"What if I want to stay here with you?" I reached out and gently glided my hand down her arm. She stiffened her body, allowing the wash of tantalizing charges to run between us. I brushed my fingers with hers, holding her hand in mine. "Will you stay with me a little longer? If I hold your hand in this darkness, will you hold back mine a little tighter?"

She took back her hand from me, breathing heavily.

I curled my fingers into a loose fist, dropping it to my side.

'Asher, let's just leave. There's no point. She doesn't have to go through all this-' Xanthea cut Icifer's voice off.

"I didn't want to ask these questions, but..." she blinked fast and asked. "What happened here? Why are we here? And the most important question - what does this place mean to you?"

Nothing even close to what you mean to me - I thought, but for some uncanny reason, I couldn't provide a voice to my words.

but all I did was gaze at her tears that beautifully lined across her eyelids.

the room. She held her head, fighting the

answer my questions, then just get me out of

until you answer the question I am about to

"What question?" she grunted.

looking at me

asked,

are in love

little faster. Xanthea's breaths came in shallow gasps, her fingers trembling as she struggled to maintain her composure. She tried to act as though my

"Love?" she winced.

I reiterated in a soft whisper. "How does it

she stepped away from

playing with me, Asher. I am not a toy..." her

not playing with you. I am honestly curious," I said, stepping

to herself. I was about to hold her hand again

began feeling the texture of the wall for the door

back to me right now!"

going to entertain your mind games anymore, and I am done begging! I don't need you. If you won't take

stop! Right now! Asher!' Icifer growled. 'You seek answers from her, so why don't you directly ask her what you have been holding back?

you sure you can

'Of course.' Icifer replied.

the distance between Xanthea and him in

against the wall when he seized her hands

me!" she squirmed against my

her between the wall

"Don't touch m-"

love with Ezra, aren't you?" He

chest, as though I had just caught her committing a sin. Her

I'll take you out of

the full experience. You

The uneasiness webbed denser in Icifer's soul, blurring his reasoning

hand, he distanced himself from her just enough for her to turn

sides, and she kept facing the wall, taking deep breaths through

on her face. His grip tightened around her arm and

her

a broken gasp, whimpering as he

simple answer, wife. Yes or no?" he snarled

she let

no!" he

Asher. Please... you are hurting

Icifer asked with

pushing me away from her, but

OR NOT!"

NO! NO! I don't! You bring me here! You, of all people, make me relive some of the worst traumas of my life and then you ask me this! What does love feel like? If anything, it doesn't feel

strength in her legs, she slumped on her

it!' Icifer ran his fingers through his hair and I instantly took back my control from him. Their breathless exchange still hung

collect themselves and calm

love Ezra." My voice came out as

shook her head,

dare..." she gasped,

a deep breath to help Icifer calm down a little more

off her tears. Holding her

you dared today... with your eyes, your lips, with every inch of your body,

is not love," she said. "I am in my heat. I lost

was about to withdraw my hand from her when she

shouldn't have..." she bit her quivering lip and continued. "I-I shouldn't have enjoyed... the

words ignited every nerve beneath my

"I'll do whatever you-ungh!"

throat, I pulled her into a desperate, rough kiss, swallowing

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