CHAPTER 73
Kaelith stood towering over his trembling frame, eyes cold as the glaciers and jaw set in a hard line. The word constantly rang in his head.
Gold-digger.
The words rang in his head, and the need to kill intensified. All he could see was red. The gun between his fingers casually played with the trigger. Tick-tick.
Roman’s eyes widened as Kaelith sighed. “She is pretty, isn’t she?
” Kaelith bobbed his head at the glass panel.
Roman fearfully followed his gaze. Amara was standing there, looking around with a nervous expression, yet she still looked adorable amidst the flashing lights.
Just like someone who didn’t belong there, out of place, just like he preferred.
The shimmering dress made her look a hundred times ethereal.
Kaelith wanted nothing more than to sweep her in his arms and hide her.
Roman swallowed, bobbing his head up and down rapidly. “I-I did not know-“
“Oh, by the time I’m done, you’ll know everything,” Roman looked both confused and scared, his eyes red and mucus coming out of his nose with the tight grip of the guard on his neck from behind.
He couldn’t believe he was on Kaelith’s De Luca’s mercy in the middle of a gala, away from people’s eyes, just parted by a dainty single-way glass.
He could see everything inside, but the people inside wouldn ’ t be able to see him. He felt so foolish. How could he mess with someone as psychotic as Kaelith? The man who was known to show mercy to no one.
How could he be so stupid to get himself in this life-and-death situation just acting on impulse just because Hilary wanted to be a bitch?
Roman could only pray.
Roman swallowed hard as Kaelith tipped the gun towards the guard, and sighed before rolling the sleeves of his shirt. His eyes sparkling with sinister glint making Roman tremble.
“You see, Roman, I don’t like people talking shit about my woman.” Kaelith squatted down in front of Roman and tilted his head, biting his lips as he smirked. “And if they do, I can do things to make them shut up for good,”
Roman looked terrified as Kaelith raised his palm towards the guard as if asking for something. Roman ’ s eyes widened as the guard placed a knife in his hand. “What-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”
“Shutting you up,” Kaelith shrugged his shoulders casually. Roman panicked, his body going into panic mode as he tried to crawl back, but Kaelith’s hand was fast enough to hold his neck and jerk him forward and the guard behind him held him in place, making sure he was not moving.
“Pl-“
“I like begging, but only when it’s my woman, I don’t like random assholes begging for my attention,” Kaelith held Roman’s jaw, squeezing it tight till tears were oozing down his cheeks. Roman tried to plead, yet all it served was like a catalyst.
“Don’t move, Roman, you wouldn’t want me to chop your limbs too,” Kaelith said putting the knife inside Roman ’ s mouth and smirking. Roman shook his head, desperation in his eyes shimmering.
“I’ll make sure to send this to your father, Roman.” A strangled scream tore through Roman’s mouth as Kaelith sharply cut through his tongue.
Kaelith chuckled watching as the flappy, pink, fleshy organ flapped like a dying fish on the ground for a few seconds.
Kaelith wiped the blade with Roman’s white shirt as he thrashed in the guard’ s hold.
The pain was unbearable as he rolled over and screamed with an impaired voice.
The blood gathered in his mouth as he choked on his own blood.
Kaelith let out a deep breath as the metallic scent waffled his nostrils, standing up he eyed the flapping organ and stepped on it.
“How does it feel, Roman?” Roman was withering in pain. Kaelith tossed the knife away and wiped his hands with the handkerchief. “Oh, my apologies for being so inconsiderate, I almost forgot you cannot speak.”
He motioned the guards to hold Roman. Bending down, he fisted his hair and pulled his head back.
Eyes lost all the amusement and filled with darkness that seemed beyond the black hole.
“Next time, you disrespect her, I’ll cut your fingers, starting with that middle one that keeps poking in someone else’s asshole. ” Kaelith seethed pushing him away.
“Send my wishes to Hilary and her fucking father too.”
Kaelith turned to the guard who immediately lowered his head gulping down and looked at the tongue on the ground. “Toss him aside, I’m sure he’d find his way back.”
*****
Amara fidgeted with her fingers. Where was he? It had been so long and now she was getting restless. He told her to wait but now she was getting impatient. She sighed and turned around to look back and gasped loudly when collided with someone.
But before she could lose her balance, strong arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer to a hard chest. The familiar cologne hit her nostrils and she immediately relaxed.
Kaelith looked down at her with a grin.
“Sorry for the wait. I was a bit busy,” Amara looked at his shirt and noticed it was not the same beige one but with a cool white.
A frown settled on her forehead, and Kaelith noticed.
He grabbed her chin before she could dwell further and made her look in his eyes.
And it worked. She momentarily forgot and got lost in his eyes as he ran his finger down her jaw sensually. “Shall we go home?”
Amara swallowed hard. Unable to form words.
Though he looked like he was ready to devour her, she was feeling butterflies in her stomach flipping.
Killing her slowly, like a poison yet she carved him like nothing else.
The feelings she got with him were something angels roll their eyes on.
Like devils rolled their dice and she fell for him.
His finger slowly curved under her jaw as he tipped it back pulling her out of the trance. Feeling waffled, she blinked she realised she hadn’t replied to him.
“Oh… yeah.”
Kaelith gently kissed the tip of her nose making her blush like a teen and guided her out with his arm around her waist all the while. Amara felt something tightening in her chest as she turned her head towards him.
“That woman… from earlier, she said she was Anna’s cousin…” Kaelith nodded motioning the guard with his finger.
“Yes, she is. And the daughter of the man I’ll soon destroy. Don’t worry your pretty little head over someone so trivial, I won’t let anything or anyone hurt you,” the chauffeur came back with his car a moment later. Kaelith helped her in, before taking a seat next to her.
Amara automatically snuggled closer to him wrapping her arms around him and her head resting on his chest. Her mind racing with thoughts. Hilary didn’ t seem like a calm woman. What if she….
Kaelith read her troubled expressions and caressed her sides. “Are you hungry?”
“Little bit,” Amra mumbled closing her eyes feeling safe and contemptuous between his arms.
“I can cook for you if you want,”
Her eyes snapped open as she looked up at him with wide eyes. “You can cook?” Kaelith bit his lips. “There’s always a first time to things,”
Amara narrowed her eyes. “I don’t trust you with cooking,”
“Then trust me with dessert, I can make your insides squirm… with deliciousness,” She flushed punching him lightly on the chest. “Kaelith,”
His laugh was bombarded in the car as the guard driving the car swallowed hard. He couldn’t believe this was the same man who just cut the tongue of someone a few minutes ago.
“What? I was talking about the chocolate chips you were munching on earlier,” Kaelith cuddled her closer and teased her waist. “Come here, baby doll, take a nap while we reach the hotel.”
******
After ordering their dinner, Kaelith assisted Amara in removing her dress.
The aroma of the delicious Spanish cuisine filled the air, enticing her appetites.
When the food arrived, she was pleasantly surprised by its exquisite taste, far surpassing its already appealing appearance.
She savoured each bite of the truffled mushroom risotto, stuffed piquillo peppers, and indulgent cheesecake for dessert.
It was a delightful evening of culinary delights and shared moments.
She was full. After changing into her nightie, she waited for Kaelith.
After taking a nice long shower, he joined her on the plush bed.
The expansive floor-to-ceiling window offered them a stunning view of the city lights twinkling below.
She cocooned herself in the silky sheets, with her nestled between his legs and his strong arms wrapped around her petite waist. He was naked except for a pair of boxers, his semi-erectness teasingly pressing against her back.
She chose to ignore it, knowing that any movement might provoke him to take her raw.
Amara was drained from a long and unwelcoming gala, craving nothing more than the comfort of his embrace.
Trying to take his attention from her shoulder as he peppered the soft skin with kisses, she asked.
“How long are we going to stay here for?”
Kaelith ran his lips down her neck, adorning the hickeys he left on her a day before. His raspy and deep voice feathered her ears. “Do you not like it here?”
She shook her head feeling tingly. “No, no, it’s not that… I just wish we could… you know… explore a little…”
“You want to explore the city?”
Amara hesitated for a moment before speaking softly, "No! It’s just… I saw some flowers earlier, maybe we can visit the shop tomorrow?”
He lifted his head, his dark eyes meeting hers with intensity. "I’ll buy the goddamn Spain for you if you say. Don’t hesitate to ask for anything. Not just me, but my money, power, soul, body, even my fucking breaths belong to you, Amara. You name it, I’ll make it yours."
She nestled deeper into his chest, feeling a warmth spread through her as he spoke. He watched her with hunger, his gaze trailing along her blushing cheeks and down to the curve of her neck.
"I just wanted some… flowers," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. But as his eyes lingered on her, she felt a different kind of desire stir within her. "But that works too," she added, her cheeks flushing even darker as she met his gaze.