He wore a pair of sweatpants, and I almost gasped, noticing the long rod in his pants. Goddess.
Did we fuck? Maybe. I was sure I would be feeling it if we had… I looked down at myself, realising I was wearing a lacy black bodysuit. I slipped out of bed, my heart hammering. Where were my clothes?
“Kiara?”
A deep, husky, dangerously sexy voice came from behind me, making me jump as I spun around to see the god had risen. He was sitting up, and I found myself staring into a pair of dark, dangerous eyes, eyes that seemed to peer into my soul. My heart raced even faster when I saw his gaze rake over me, his eyes flashing red and making me nervous. I could tell from his aura he was someone strong. Dad was going to kill me.
“Hi,” I said, inching away. He frowned, watching me warily as he got out of bed.
“Kiara, are you alright?”
How the hell does this god know my name? Did I die? Am I in heaven? Am I dreaming?No, I don’t think so… Did I get drunk last night?
He was inching towards me. He was tall… maybe a foot taller than me… or more… I backed away slowly, raising my hand.
“Can you talk from a little away?” I said, my voice sounding shriller than it was meant to.
“Amore Mio…” He seemed serious and concerned, watching me sharply.
“I don’t know how I ended up here… but I should go. Um, where are my clothes?” I asked, realising I was practically naked and flaunting my assets in front of this god.
“Go?” His face seemed to pale slightly. His heart was thudding, and I tensed, ready to jump if he tried anything funny.
“Home?” I replied softly.
“Kia… do you recognise me?” He asked, his voice so quiet and strained that it confused me. He sounded like he was in pain…
“Nope… should I?” I replied, backing away until my back hit the wall. “If we, uh, met at a party or something… then, I’m sorry, I should really get going. My dad will kill me.” I scanned the room, assessing if the window or the door would be better. I glanced back at the handsome god, who seemed frozen despite the heaving of his chest.
“Do you remember anything?”Why does he keep asking me that?
“Excuse me? About last night? Nothing…. um, can I go now?” I asked in a hurry. I was sure if I’d had sex with that thing, I would have felt it. Goddess, it looked big…
“I think you should sit down; we need to talk.”
“No thanks, I’d rather go home,” I repeated.
“Kiara, this is your home.”
“No, it isn’t.” What did he want? Was he trying to keep me here?
“It is. If you have any doubts, you can take a look at the pictures around this room or on our phones. You’ll see there are plenty of photographs of us together. That ring on your finger? We’re married, Amore Mio.”
I glanced at my finger; indeed, I was wearing two rings. No, that wasn’t possible, though…
This was a trick; I didn’t need to see any pictures. I nodded, glancing at the phones he had gestured to.Walk past him, then bolt for the doors…
My heart thundered as I slowly edged past him, acting as if I was about to go for the phone, and instead, I darted towards the door. Before I even reached it, he was in front of me, his eyes blazing red. A rumbling growl reverberated through his chest and before I even realised what was happening, he had me on my back on the bed, straddling my hips.
“Let go of me!” I shouted, my heart pounding when I felt an intense surge of sparks ripple through me, sending pleasure straight to my core.
“Calm the fuck down. Listen to me, Amore Mio. We need to talk. You’re my fucking mate. You know I’m not lying,” he growled.
I stared up at him. I couldn’t deny the pain in his eyes that he was trying to hide, the concern that was enveloping him, and the sparks of his touch. But how? How was this possible? I didn’t remember him or anything. The last thing I remembered was…What is the last thing I remember?
I shook my head, trying to push away the throbbing headache that was beginning to form. I knew he wasn’t lying. I could sense that…
“I don’t know you. Get off me,” I said quietly as he slowly got off of me but refused to let go of my wrists. He knelt down in front of me on the ground, pulling me upright until I was sitting on the bed instead of lying down.
