Chapter 20: Shattered Paradise
Ari: Hey guys! Sorry for the late update.. Anyways
Happy Valentine's Day!
Wishing you cookies, cakes, and brownies too!
How you turned my world, you precious thing
You starve and near exhaust me
Everything I've done, I've done for you
I move the stars for no one
You've run so long
You've run so far
Your eyes can be so cruel
Just as I can be so cruel
Anaira watched his menacing form cautiously he was so unpredictable to her one minute he was whispering sweet nothings the next he was roughly grabbing her and giving her horrible nightmares and bruises that would last for weeks.
Not once did she break eye contact.
"Its just you have t..the wrong idea h..he was just being nice." She whispered inwardly.
Cursing herself for how weak and defenseless she sound just now As if she owed him explainations like if she had been caught doing something bad.
Upon hearing her response a devilish smirk spread across his handsome features shaking his head he casually ran his long graceful fingers through his dirty blond hair the action itself was mesmerizing his lean frame so sure of himself and graceful he truly was good looking it was hard to believe that this man was so evil and corrupt he looked like a prince that saves the princess not the bad guy that locks her in the tower.
Shaking her traitorous thoughts away she automatically corrected herself looks are deceiving.
he's a monster Anaira don't forget it! He kidnapped you and is super controlling defiantly not your type of guy!
His alluring voice brought her out of her thoughts as he chuckled.
"Doll your innocence never ceases to amaze me such a endearing trait that I enjoy the most about you it makes me want to lock you away for my eyes only." He purred as he watched her reaction through hooded eyes.
Anaira shivered at the horrible thought her dark irises not once leaving his as she shakily took a step back fearing he would make true on his statement.
A tantalizing chuckle escaped his perfect mouth
"Doll don't worry I am a forgiving man. Come here and lets go home and everything you have done to invoke my anger will be forgotton." He crooned softly taking a step towards her he opened his arms in an inviting gesture.
Come in to my parlor said the spider to the fly..
Anaira knew the moment she walks into his arms will be the last seconds of freedom in her life he will snatch her away and take her with him not even the devil himself would be able to save her from Dante's clutches the thought alone almost made her hyperventilate.
Placing a trembling hand over her heart she willed herself to be brave now was the time for her to stand up for herself to let him know she was not going to back down like all the other times before taking in a shaky breath she held her ground and stood to her full height which was not at all intimidating considering that dante was almost two feet taller than her glaring up at the man who had made her life a living hell since she met him that horrible night.
"No." She replied putting as much hate as she could muster into that one word.
Dante's amused expression faltered his smirk replaced by a frown of confusion.
He didn't understand did she just tell him "no" perhaps he didn't hear right taking a step towards her.
He asked his voice threatening.
"What did you say?"
For a second Anaira's courage left her letting her realize the dangerous tone in Dante's voice she was playing with fire and if she didn't stop now she was going to get burned.. bad.
Pushing her fear aside she felt the rush of adrenaline course through her veins at taking a defiant step towards him she looked up at his towering form her dark irises clashed against his now crimson hues putting her hands on her hips she answered.
"You heard me I said no I'm not your doll and I'm definitely not yours! I'll never love you get it through your head when a girl says no she means it and don't bother trying to threaten me I am not afraid of you!"
Dante watched her throw her little fit it had been a long time since she had one he watched her like one would watch art taking in every detail and storing them in their memory for later like how her petite frame shook from all her emotions the slight blush on her face from her heated words and the way her pretty little heart beating frantically in her chest.
So his doll wanted to be rebellious and not listen to him.. he'd fix that.
Taking a predatory step towards her he could barely contain his glee of how close they where their bodies practically touching with each breath she took leaning down towards her he watched as her body turned ridged as she tried to stand her ground and pretend his closeness didn't effect her.
Brushing a strand of hair from her face he whispered into her ear.
"That's to bad.. You should be."
Dread grew in the pit of her stomach at his words as the room seemed to grow darker shadows from every corner coming out to play.
Dante calmly began to walk in slow circles around her.
"Doll I'm willing to do anything to make you mine but, it seems I've been far to gentle with you perhaps I should take more.. drastic measures to ensure you belong to only me."
She watched as he continued to circle around her like a predator does before it devours its prey looking at him she couldn't help but, think he looked every bit like a fallen angel his messy dirty blond hair fell sensuously in his face covering his right eye as his tall lean frame hidden under his white long sleeve and black pants proved worthy of any predator.
Taking in a shaky breath she tried to think clearly he was overwhelming in every way from how he kissed her to how he smelled like soap and masculinity it filled her senses till all she saw heard and smelled was him.
"Theres nothing you can say or do that will ever make me yours." She hissed.
If that was true why did she feel like she was lying to herself?
Shaking the thoughts away she watched him afraid to look away.
Dante calmly walked over to her mirror touching the glass lazily in a soft carress.
Looking into the mirrors reflection she saw she was alone in her room mirrors lie she thought bitterly it wasn't until she heard the familiar breaking of glass did she snap out of her thoughts.
There Dante stood his fist smashed against the face of the mirror glass and blood falling to the floor.
He broke her mirror.
What the hell was he doing!
Anaira thought outraged.
"What are you doing!? Stop!" She yelled running towards him Dante merely looked at her as she tried in vain to pull him away from the broken glass arching an eyebrow.
He told her his voice no longer playful but, cold and serious.
"I've had enough of being gentle with you doll.. I won't share you with anyone so if it means I must be cruel I will be."
Before she could stop him he had shattered her mirror.
Shards fell loudly on the wooden floor walking to her dresser he tore each drawer one out of there place throwing them carelessly on her floor.
"Stop!" she cried out as he threw her precious figurines that Natsu had bought her with a loud crash.
Dante ignored her if she didn't give her love to him he was going to make sure he destroyed all that she loved just because he could.
After he was done he turned around and found her sitting in the corner of her room her petite form shaking crouching down he looked at her tear stained face pleased.
Anaira couldn't even look at him instead she looked at her room it was in shambles everything she loved that had held precious memories for her were broken laying forgotten on the floor he was a monster.
Noticing that her attention wasn't on him he frowned but, it quickly was replaced with a scowl grabbing her chin in a tight grip he looked at her his crimson eyes missing nothing her hair was in her face he hated it an she knew it.
It was like as if she was trying to hide from him she can never hide from me I will always find her gently moving her hair out of her eyes he smirked as he saw the crystal tears leave her dark irises.
"You brought this upon yourself."
Getting up he calmly left the room not even sparing to look back at his broken doll in the corner crying her heart out.
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Quotes from "The Labyrinth"
