It was late at night, as Christian wandered through the halls of his villa. When he reached the balcony, and looked outside, he noticed that the sun had set hours ago. In its place, he saw the full moon and hundreds of stars. He then went back inside the house and walked without a destination in mind, his legs carrying him further. However, the halls seemed endless and his own home looked oh so unfamiliar. At a certain point, Christian furrowed his brows and suddenly came to a halt in front of a red door. He was certain that none of the doors in his villa was painted red! Huh? How?
As Christian contemplated whether he should open the door and find out what was inside or not, it suddenly swung open and there she was. Ana… his beautiful, lovely whirlwind…
An unbearable ache filled his heart, as he looked at the woman he loved so much. She walked away from him though and stopped right in front of the large window. As he followed her, Ana turned around. She looked so serene...
Ana was wearing a white Grecian dress and her feet were bare. Her hair shone almost magically, as the light of the moon fell on those wavy locks.
The closer he got, almost reaching her, the faster his heart seem to pound against his rib cage. No other woman had that kind of effect on him. The second he reached her, he automatically took her hands in his.
She looked up at him, her eyes filled with love and admiration.
"Ana, you came back." He whispered, as he brought her hand towards his lips.
He kissed it and closed his eyes for mere seconds. As Christian's eyes fluttered open, Ana let out a happy sigh and nodded.
"Yes. I came back for you. I love you. Don't you know?" she replied, as he heard her heartbeat kick up a notch.
He nodded and caressed her cheeks. Her gorgeous red rose cheeks…
She looked at him intensely, making him feel as if he was drowning in her pretty eyes. He wouldn't mind dying, as long as he was able to look at those beautiful orbs forever.The next thing he knew, she was unbuttoning his shirt. As it fell on the floor, making him bare from the waist up, his heart fluttered in his chest. Her eyes were filled with love, admiration and untamable lust…
Ana's hand landed on his warm chest, her breathing becoming heavier… shallow at one point.
As she drew invisible patterns on his chest with her fiery fingers, Christian's mind formed incoherent sentences, as his eyes fell shut. And those incoherent sentences tumbled from his lips at the same time.
"Baby… mine…need you… please." He uttered.
As a wonderful shiver went through his whole body, Christian opened his eyes. He grabbed her hand, making her stop with the teasing.
"Why are you torturing me?" he whispered, as his chest heaved heavily.
Without even letting Ana reply, he grabbed her gently by the head and roughly crashed their lips together. She immediately responded and kissed him back with as much passion and force. As their lips moved, his hands wandered up and down her sides. She wrapped her arms around him, desperately attempting to have him as close as possible.
As the sweet scent of her hair invaded his nostrils, he felt his whole body tremble. He couldn't hold back anymore… it was too late.
The kiss wasn't soft or sweet, but hard and passionate, full of desire and longing for one another. At one point, she tore her lips from his.
"I need you, baby." Ana whispered, her voice filled with fervor.
At that, Christian picked her up effortlessly and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She whimpered, as he walked across the room towards the bed. He gently placed her on it, as he looked at her lovingly.
"Come here, baby." She moaned, her breathing ragged and shallow.
Christian crawled on top of her and crashed his lips onto hers again. She whimpered, when he grabbed her hands and placed them above her head. Her lips parted, giving him the opportunity to plunge his hot tongue into her willing mouth.
As their tongues battled, clothes were being removed, all of their clothes. Christian was hovering over her and at a certain point his eyes glowed golden.
"Ana." He moaned, as he focused on staying human. He shouldn't turn into the monster now…
"Yes" she said in between kisses. She was making sexy, soft noises that drove him completely mad!
"I love you so much." He said and bit her softly on her shoulders.
"Baby, please. I need you." She moaned loudly.
Christian was on the verge of losing his self-control. He was trying to hold onto it, but she made it so hard for him. She made it worse by grabbing his face and looking him with pleading and needy eyes.
"Ana, I can't wait any longer. I have t… I have to…" He begged incoherently.
"Claim me? You have to claim me? Then please do. I'm right here. What are you waiting for, baby?" She said, her voice trembling and full of love and utter desire.
But then… suddenly Ana was gone and he was all alone again. Christian felt the cold instead of the hot feeling he had moments before. From afar, he heard someone calling his name…
He woke up, gasping for air.
"Christian! Wake up! Now!" he heard a cold voice say.
That voice seemed oh so familiar. As his eyes and the rest of his senses adjusted to his surroundings, he locked eyes with the person.
"What are you doing? Have you gone insane?! Let me out of here! Now!" Christian demanded.
He was caged like a wild animal with no way out. There were no windows, just one door made of bars. As he leaped towards said person, Christian turned completely. The monster roared and attempted so hard to break down the door, using all of his strength. But it was no use, it didn't budge one inch.
"Don't bother, okay? It's made of the hardest steel. Stop it, you are gonna hurt yourself!" the person ordered.
As he turned back into his human form, Christian stared the person down.
"What the hell are you doing?" he growled.
"What I'm doing? I'm obeying orders." Said person replied.
"What? Whose orders?!" he asked, completely confused.
"The man who burned down your beautiful villa." The person answered.
"What?! But why? Why are you even involved in all of this?! I promise you, if you people hurt one hair on Ana's head, I will tear you all into shreds!" he threatened, as his chest heaved from pure anger and rage.
"It's all about her, huh? Your precious Miss Ana!" the person shouted, her voice filled with venom.
" Tell me, who the hell is he?!" Christian asked, his claws appearing." Who burned down my villa!"
"In time, you will find out who he is." The person said.
"I don't get it… I did as he said and sent Ana back to New York. Why am I here?!" Christian asked, while his claws collided with the steel bars.
The person nodded." Yes, she went back. But you went after her! You shouldn't have gone after Ana; you didn't stay away from her. And that pissed him off!" the woman spat.
"Why? Why is he doing this?! Tell me!" Christian demanded.
Instead of answering him, the woman deliberately changed the subject.
"You wanna see something? It's a picture of your precious Ana… with someone else. They do look very good together. What a cute couple. See?"
As the woman showed Christian pictures of Ana and Adon Papadakis together, he felt himself turning again.
"This one is of them kissing at the party the night I shot you with a tranquilizer gun… And this one is of them having lunch… Awww, he is comforting her… This one is of them..." the woman said, but Christian cut her off.
"SHUT THE HELL UP! NOW!" Christian roared loudly, as he turned his face away, his heart not strong enough to watch the photos with Ana and Adon together.
He also focused on not turning into the monster…
The woman laughed at him and hissed." She doesn't want you anymore. She has found someone else. You have lost your precious Ana and will rot in here till you die!"
As Christian realized that the woman was probably right, he felt a gnawing pain in his heart. He remembered all the hurtful words Ana used, when she spoke of him at the party her firm had organized... Ana... his precious whirlwind. As his eyes fluttered shut, Christian sank to the floor. He had lost his whirlwind, the one who gave him a reason to live…
"I could've been the one, you know. You only had to love me like you love Ana, but Demetrios was more important to you than me." Leila said, her voice trembling heavily.
Christian instantly opened his eyes and gave his ex-wife a look full of hatred and utter disgust." How dare you say his name. GO TO HELL, Leila." he whispered, giving in and finally giving up.
It was no use. There was no reason to fight for Ana, if she had given up on their love. There was no reason to try to break out of this hell hole. He had no reason… no reason to live… no reason whatsoever.
It was then when Christian let go of Ana… he let go of his precious whirlwind…
Note: Do you think Ana has moved on from Christian? Has she given up on their love?! Has she? Like… Seriously?!
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