Chapter 4
Why can't I still hate you even after all these?
There's a limit to everything, and he just crossed his.
Misaki Ayuzawa was the type of person who never gets angry easily, annoyed maybe, but angry never, unless she has been pushed to a limit and Misaki had just had enough of it.
She wasn't the type to cower down or back off just because someone thinks that they own her. She was her own person and she was independent.
A face that she was going to tell him, carve it into his mind if asked for.
She stormed out of her little cozy room and into the dark hallways which were poorly lit by the white candles on the verge of extinguishing.
His room was across the main corridor where the nobles resided, she has gone there many times when the occasion has called for, but never in his presence.
Her slender fingers came in contact with the door as she knocked on the wooden surface for the third time.
She was getting impatient. She was cold and alone and was standing in front of his door for the past five minutes.
Which makes us come to another conclusion as to what a gentle bred lady of her age like her was doing outside a duke's chamber at 12:30 A.M. Yup that was it, she had gone officially crazy now.
A faint voice inside her head was warning her to go back, to be reasonable.
But alas, when has she ever been reasonable.
Overcome by some strange power she unlocked his door only to find an empty room.
It was the same room she had gone to clean many times before but something was different tonight at the midst of twilight, it was different, it was exciting, it was wild. It was more alive.
His room was as poorly lit as the hallways, but the question begged to be asked, where was his grace? And where could he have been gone at 12:30 at the night.
A sick feeling began to form in her tummy as she thought about naked girls sitting on his lap, yes she was not immune to the daily gossip of the maids and rumor has it that his grace liked to entertain ladies at night.
It was a mistake, coming here; his grace was probably busy with those lemans. She was angry, not jealous, why would she be jealous? There was no reason to be jealous over some hot blonde. So the sick feeling she was feeling on in her tummy was probably because she was pissed. She would get enough time to wonder about what.
'Were you in need of anything?'
Her head jerked up to face him, an action which she immediately regretted.
He had just come out of the shower with wet unruly hair which sticks to his forehead, and clear liquids dripping down his bare chest.
Her eyes followed the water droplets as the raced through his body then looked away immediately when she realized that he was staring at her with the same intensity as she was gawking at him.
He cleared his throat much to his own amusement.
But she was lost in his well toned muscles and the fine built body. She had never seen a man's bare chest, and he somehow resembled a roman god.
'Sorry to interrupt the show, and as much as I would like to pose for you like a super model, I am afraid Its quite cold and I am shivering and so are you'.
The last sentence was spoken quite dispassionately.
Heat flamed her cheeks and she averted her gaze 'I am so-sorry'
A wicked grin stretched upon his beautiful mouth. He was pleased to find that he could make her so uneasy.
She was wearing a thin crème colored night dress and she had covered it with a thin red stall, but he cold see her long legs and the gentle curve of her hips.
Did she really believe that this stall could protect her modesty?
And he hated to think that she came all the way from her room dressed like this. She really didn't have any self consciousness at all.
The bulge in his pants was growing harder by the second.
Seriously, this girl would send him to alyssum
She was driving him nuts.
'Did you lost you're way or did you simply come here for a heart to heart chat. He mocked her again'.
'Your stupid grace, what in the hell is this?' pointing towards the red bruise.
It didn't take him long enough to figure out what she was talking about.
'What do you think this is?' He took a step towards her much to her discomfort.
'A love bite!' she said, though she knows there was no love in it, only arrogance.
Her face turned scarlet as she said it out loud.
No, she will not let this handsome man with dreamy green eyes embarrass her.
'Really?' He asked feigning innocence, taking another step towards her.
She stumbled as she came in contact with door of his gigantic room; he was so close that the heat from his body was transferring into her, warming her.
He was playing with her, and as much as she would like to flung that door open and run screaming like a coward , she know she couldn't do it.
Misaki Ayuzawa was not a coward.
If she runs away today, she knows shell never be able to look him in the eye ever.
'You did this?' her voice dripped with venom. 'The love bite it was you who did that'
He looked at her startled, his perfect smile finally showed some teeth. A devilish smile.
'Its quite surprising that I don't remember how or when I did this of course one doesn't forget this kind of stuff easily that to with a such a beautiful maiden'.
'Are you sure its me?'
His smirk grew when he saw he desired effect on her cheeks.
'You' she spat out as if it was a curse. And honestly his presence in her life was nothing less that a curse, a dangerous curse and curse that could ruin her body, heart and soul.
'Who would dare to touch me other that you. You are the first person to even kiss my hand. I've never been touched like this.'
'Fuck!' She breathed. Now why had she gone ahead and tell him that, this man has no business prying into her past or her non–so existence sex life.
And not to forget the fact that how silly she must have sounded.
"I've never been touched like this" her words echoed in his head since the minute her lips had uttered them.
Up to this point he hadn't been able to understand her at all. Her words were like a sweet curse.
And he couldn't deny the pleasure and relief he felt when he heard them.
He put his hands beside her head caging her against the door.
'So what if I did?' He whispered in her ear
'What will you do about it'?
She was unable to move. Her body was paralyzed; this was a very bad situation to be in.
She should have left the room when she had the chance, but no, there was no sanity left inside her, now she was in the room a very powerful person who could break her and no one would even know or say a word because after all he was a duke and no one denied the duke anything.
He was like a spoilt kid, demanding, and arrogant. Used to having girls come to him like a moth to a flame and she realized it was time she taught him a lesson.
She pushed him away, and was surprised when he actually budged.
She stared into his eyes and slapped him.
'You can play your dirty games with your mistress but not me, I am not your possession just because I work here, and next time to come within 10 meter radius of me I'll kill you'.
She pulled open the door and ran into a dark hallways,
She didn't care if he was the duke, he had insulted her, treated her like some thing, like one of his whores who would fall at his feet. she was so sick of the opposite sex.
The only thing they can do is dominate people. She remembered her father's cruel hands on her, slapping her, kicking her, pulling her by the hair and disgusting thing that she don't even want to remember. Her father had killed her mom when she was 12 and she never could understand why the police didn't do anything. The only man she should have trusted more than her betrayed her, how can she even dare to trust again.
She forced those thoughts out of her mind, she was not gonna let some bastard rule her life. Maybe she'll be throw out of the castle tomorrow, which will be better actually she has no desire to see that asshole of a prince as long as she lived. She'll find some other way to raise her sister.
She'd cried after a long time. And she didn't bother to check where she was going; she just kept on running towards the direction of her room until she found herself in a dead end, and in front of a skeleton of a dead man.
She let out a scream.
A.N- I didn't update for a long time, the thing is, fate never goes the way you want then to go, I am going through some stuff lately and I want you to know that there might be a possibility that I might not update, ever again, I am sorry for the inconvenience.
Thanks to all those who have supported me up until now. I am really grateful for your honest opinion. You people surely made me better at my writing. I thank the critics too.
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