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“And what makes you say that?” I almost snapped the question, not liking that she believed this. That she believed she did not deserve such happiness. At this she looked back out to the world as it got closer to us before she answered and, with it, I found myself speechless at her reply…
“Because no sin goes unpunished, even if the world is cruel enough to those who often deserve better.” I sucked back a quick breath before I could act on my annoyance and shock. But then, she grabbed my hand and squeezed it as we got closer to the world she feared would catch up to her, giving me pause to be angry.
After this, I heard her gasp and hold her next breath captive as the wheels hit the runway and sped down it before coming to a stop. I wanted so badly to understand her and discover where this deep-rooted fear stemmed from. But most of all, I wanted to eliminate it altogether.
However, for the first time in my life, I found myself fighting against an enemy I knew nothing about and, worst of all, one I couldn’t see. But, in the end, I would fight it regardless and I would never stop. Which was why I told her,
“Then my advice…” I paused long enough to draw her attention back to me, turning her face away from the world she feared and told her, “…Give into sin and fuck the world.”
Then I kissed her, hoping she would, at the very least, take the first part of my advice. Something I achieved when I felt her moan against my lips before she opened up to me like I owned hers. Gods but the taste of her, it was the very meaning of the word addiction, and all from a fucking kiss. The Devil only knew just what it would be like once I had finally had her, for my thirst for her would never be sated. Though I got the impression she feared that it would.
Of course, she hadn’t said this, but I could very well imagine this being one of her fears. I had heard as much in her tone when questioning me about conquering her. The question of what would happen once I got bored or tired of her was just there, unspoken words upon her lips.
But then she didn’t know what I knew. That she had been gifted to me by the Gods. She was my perfect little Siren and forever mine to keep. For how could I ever tire of such sweet temptation, even after it had been consumed? I wanted every piece of her, and I was not only speaking of her mouth-watering body, but I wanted her mind, her soul, and yes, her heart. And once I got all of those things, I would never let her go. Nor would I ever take any ounce of her for granted.
I wanted no other but her, and I knew deep down in my corrupt soul that I never would. But she knew none of this and most likely thought of me as just some Billionaire playboy. She believed herself to be a conquest to win before I moved on to the next challenge.
Oh, but how wrong she was.
Something she would soon find out.
The moment the plane doors opened was when I finally managed to tear my lips away from hers, doing so reluctantly to the sound of me unbuckling her seatbelt.
“You really should stop kissing me like that,” she complained in a dreamy tone. One I had promised myself to hear again, and soon.
“And why is that?” I asked in a hard manner she shivered against.
“Because I forgot I was even on a plane.”
I had to allow myself to chuckle at that, happy that it was for no other reason. Now telling her,
“Good, then I have achieved my new goal.”
“New goal?” she asked as I rose from my seat.
“To get you to give into sin and forget the world around us exists,” I answered before offering her my hand, something that, in that moment, felt far more symbolic due to my words. I got the impression she knew it too, her expressive eyes told me of what she dare not speak. But regardless of these fears, she placed her hand in mine and let me help her to her feet, making my heart lift at the unspoken gesture of trust.
“So, this is Canada, huh?” she commented, as if she had the sudden need for something mundane to say in the shadow of her nervousness.
Like most things she did, I couldn’t help but smirk along with squeezing her hand as I led her over to the convoy of vehicles waiting for us. But then as I opened the car door for her, after first jerking my head for my driver to allow me to do this for my girl in his place, I placed a hand on her belly. This was so as to pull her back against me. The sound of her little gasp once again was a sound that went straight to my cock. Which had been fucking hard most of the day. And well, having her tucked against my much larger frame wasn’t easing the pressure building in my suit trousers any time soon.
“Welcome to my territory, little bird of mine.”
Her shiver was one I even had to close my eyes against as I looked up to the sky and forced myself not to growl in approval. I did, however, flex my fingers over her belly, telling her all she needed to know in that moment.
I wanted her.
However, the sound of my men approaching the vehicles behind us was enough for me to let her go so as I could get her alone quicker. So, I released her and took her hand to guide her into the car. Something she did, but not without me catching sight of that delightful, mouthwatering blush painted across her skin. Then I turned to Van as he approached and, because I was still pissed at him, told him,
“You can ride with Faron in the car in front.” He frowned at me but when he opened his mouth to say more, I jerked my head toward the vehicle in front and ordered sternly,
“Now, Vander.”
He shook his head a little before submitting to my demand, knowing now how he had fucked up.
“Alright boss,” he replied in a defeated tone before walking away and nodding for Faron to follow.
I watched him walk away with a tensed jaw, feeling conflicted by my decision. Because I knew he only had my best interest at heart, but he had to know that speaking to my Siren, and my Chosen, in that way would not be allowed.
