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ILLUSIONS OF SHADOWS
~ORPHEUS~
“I’m completely smitten for that Darling Vi—”
The compulsive power of possessiveness makes me do something utterly stupid.
Pinning Daemon Blackbird against any type of surface.
The shadow essence within me has a thing with putting people in chokeholds. That’s what is happening now with my hand tightly around Daemon’s neck. The sound of my low growl has made many tremble and whimper in fear, but it’s never been the response I get with Daemon.
He never reacts the way I expect him to.
Today is no exception.
“Now, Orpheus. You have to tame that jealousy of yours.”
Those words are the only warning I get before I’m the one being slammed into a wall of pure shadow energy.
Upside down, to be exact.
“Fuck, Daemon!” If this bipolar fucker leaves me here upside down, I’m fucked. We only have a few minutes until the Chosen Ceremony for this year’s set of Nephilim students. “We’re going to be late, and you know it!”
This is the first year we both are given the privilege of making a claim on the student we wish to specifically train. Some aim to reserve theirs for years, but I know exactly who I want to use this opportunity on.
Ophelia Minerva Guinevere.
“You should have thought of the chances of us being tardy before your demonic, possessive ass assumed you could overpower me.”
Yup, I’ve lost. I can’t face this bastard right now.
Daemon crouches down until he’s in my line of vision—his once short white locks are now black, like the shadows that dance around his body like a protective sash.
The Prince of Shadows is awake.
“Should I fuck that mouth of yours to get a respectable apology?” he wonders with a sly grin. The haunting expression on his face, matched with those completely black hollows in his eyes, makes my heart skip a few beats.
“We… don’t have time,” I mutter before I force myself to apologize. “Sorry, Prince Blackbird. I made an impulsive error of judgment.”
“The fact you didn’t shoot down the idea of me fucking your mouth proves I can choose the spot and time for you to enjoy your punishment, yes?” he dares bring up.
Reaching over until his thumb glides along my bottom lip, I fight the urge to frown, knowing it will get my ass in deeper trouble.
Like getting this man’s cock up my ass.
“At least your stubborn foolishness makes you rather cute to look at from the sidelines,” he admits and leans further so his lips brush mine. “A little Viper has caught your eye, hasn’t she?”
I try to ignore the shivers of fear that rush through me. Prince Daemon could set his intentions on having the new student. If he did, I know right here and now, I’ll lose against him.
He admires my expression, making me wish I could hide my emotions a lot better in tense situations. When you’re so easy to read, anyone can figure out what your ultimate weakness is.
In this case, the new prodigy is my plagued disease.
What’s scarier? I think Prince Daemon already figured it out.
“She’s your Viper.”
