Chapter 137

137 iv. Promises

“Is it true? Did you really ask for my family to leave? Tell me you aren’t that crazy! Why would you drive my family away from me? What did they ever do to you?” she was crying, no literally howling as she hit his chest with her fists.

“Hush, don’t cry my love. I am only doing this because we haven’t established more security yet. They are welcome to stay in the other manor. Remember the one we visited before? Of course, we can’t see them yet unless we have established enough security there too,” he patiently explained.

Mary’s eyes widened like saucers and took a step back, “Oh my gosh, you are crazy indeed! You are doing all of these for that stupid reason? How dare you take me away from my family once again! Have you no conscience? Have you no pity for your fellow human being?”

He sighed and took a step forward, easily eliminating the distance between them, “Why are you being so difficult? I am only trying my best to protect you. I only want to keep you safe. I am only trying to give my best for you, my queen. I do not have any ill intentions. On the contrary, I only want what is best for you, for us both.”

“Keeping me safe is never within your utmost control. Can you stop the world from moving? How about the time from spinning fast? And of people who have their own minds and body, do you believe you have control over them? So at least stop trying,” she tried to reason with him, hoping he can have a grasp of their reality.

“You are right, I have no control over all these things. This is precisely the reason why I am doing my best to control the parameters that are within my control,” he pointed out, caressing her cheek so tenderly.

“Why are you doing all of these things just because of a misunderstanding or should I say a quack fortune teller’s words?” she took another step away from him.

He pulled her close to him and placed a hand on her back, stopping her from moving away from him again.

“Aren’t you tired of the tenor of our conversation? Won’t you just give up? We have had this conversation for a week now. You keep on complaining. I have even driven the security to at least just stay out of the castle’s immediate vicinity. It is so hard securing the area when every time I need to do something you nag me,” he said the words, unaffected by her tantrums.

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“How can I stop when it keeps on getting worse? It is driving me insane, to be honest. You keep taking things to more impossible lengths. It is starting to scare me. It is making me believe you have really gone mental,” she sobbed both from anger and fear and that desperate throbbing of her heart when their eyes met.

Truth be told, she wanted to understand him. Even she is beginning to tire of having this repeated conversation.

It is exhausting to fight with him because of two things. One, she will never be able to win in the end. Two, fighting with him like this hurts her.

For whatever reason, the latter consequence makes her more alarmed somehow. She didn’t expect to be so affected by her captor.

Granting she has had a crush on him for years before their meeting, it is imperative all feelings should have left her when he abducted her. So why is she being so affected mostly when they argue?

“If it pleases you my queen, then please believe me to be out of my mind. I do not mind being labeled as such. For as long as you stay beside me then you can call me anything you like,” he said seriously, making her skin crawl.

Her tears started falling down her cheeks as her emotions overwhelmed her so suddenly, “Can’t you see it is hurting me? I also need my freedom. Now you have forbidden me to see my family even. You have kidnapped me and now despite bringing my family closer, you have made it so they couldn’t reach me at all.”

He licked her tears away and smiled kindly at her, “You know that I didn’t mean to hurt you, my love. In fact, I am not trying to take you away from your family. Have I not proven that yet by letting them know where you are? Was it not generous of me that I let them know you are alive and breathing in the first place? Surely, I would have kept it a secret if it was my intention.”

“Then what is your intention? To trap me here so you have a sex slave to fill your every fantasy? Or are you playing with me in the guise of your reincarnated lovers’ story? Were you laughing at me behind my back over some useless prank you pulled over?Tell me, I pray. What exactly do you need from me?” she said the words so viciously, she knew that, she despises that.

She regrets that. Every word spoken seems to just add more to her pain. Because she knew her words are hurting him, that is why she was likewise being hurt in the process.

“I don’t need to kidnap someone just for sex, Mary. Even you know this as much as I do. Don’t you really believe a word I told you yet?” he caressed her cheek and tilted her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

She shook her head, “I don’t believe in reincarnation. We live in the twentieth century. How can you expect me to absorb that, much more to have faith in that?”

He ruffled her hair and tenderly cupped her cheeks, “It is fine. You don’t have to believe it. Just learn to trust in my feelings a little bit. I don’t have any intention of hurting you. Whatever I am doing is only out of my need to protect you.”

It is driving him insane, the words of the fortune teller just aggravated the trauma he had of losing her their past lives. He did not want to suffocate her. But he couldn’t be expected to be calm.

“Please don’t fight me in this any longer. How about we allow them to visit us on the weekend? The reinforced security measures will be ready by then,” he volunteered.

“Do you mean that, really? You would let my family visit?” she hugged him tightly now, the stiffness of her muscles relaxed as he pulled her closer in his arms.

“Yes, of course. I will let them visit. I promise,” he smiled, his handsome face being forced into a cheerful expression.

She hugged him and burrowed her face into his chest as he held her tighter. Her breathing finally returned to normal as she allowed him to carry her into their bedroom.

Without any complaints, she was lowered into their bed. She blushed as he slowly took off his clothes, marveling at the beautiful sculpture of a man with full muscles and with a strikingly handsome face.

She tried to remember what she was supposed to do in this situation but all she could do is stare. He smiled softly at her and placed her hands on his abs, making her gulp.

The reverse has always been true, he was always the one initiating intimate touches. What was she supposed to do when she was placed in his usual position?

She closed her eyes as she tentatively glided her fingers down his torso, stopping when she felt the metal from the buckle of his belt. She opened her eyes only to see his golden orbs filled with lust and adoration.

Why does he adore her so? Is it her naivety that attracted the likes of him to the likes of her? She has no idea how someone absolutely so perfect can look at her the way he does.

It was as if he was the lucky one when the opposite is obviously the case. She was just an ordinary girl living a very ordinary life. There was nothing comparable between him and her, she will always be a stone next to a polished jewel compared to him.

He chuckled at seeing her blank expression, leaning into her he met her lips with vigor and unmatched passion, his hands guiding hers to hold the unwavering evidence of his desire.

She blushed once again, about to voice out a complaint before his tongue invaded her mouth. Her eyes widened as his tongue continued to explore the sweetness of her lips, forcing her tongue to dance with his.

“You always do this,” she complained when their lips finally separated.

“Do what?” he asked as he started to kiss her neck.

“End arguments with kisses,” she bit down her lip. She knew it is not just kisses he ends their arguments with.

He chuckled, “If I remember it correctly, I end every argument with my cock throbbing deep inside of you.”

She blushed and pinched his arm, “Asshole!”

He laughed at her reaction, ignoring her words he continued to unbutton her blouse. Revealing her bosoms as he suckled one nipple and the next.

She sighed as his lips tugged on her nipples, her fingers played with his hair as he took his time sucking her breasts like a baby. “Not a very bad way to end arguments, if I may say so myself,” she conceded.

He laughed at her words before laying her on their bed, staring into her blue eyes and the auburn hair that spilled through their sheets. “You are so beautiful. Like a regal sun that almost blinded me. I do not know how to survive without your light,” he whispered.

She arched her back when he started exploring her body with his hands focusing on where it is most pleasurable for her. She sighed as she voiced out her reply, “You must be out of your mind.”

“Indeed I am, and it is all your fault, my love,” he smiled and claimed her lips once again, intent on ravishing her throughout the night.