My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 71

I stepped back, feeling my heart pounding. I knew I should act calmly and confidently, and that Sariel's mark was my protection, but I couldn't. Aryan was towering over me, and with his strongly built body standing this close to me, I could feel as if he could crush me with his hand if he wanted to.

"How about a drink, beautiful?" he asked, and immediately rushed towards the nearby table without waiting for my answer.

He went back carrying two glasses of prosecco and handed me a glass. I looked at the liquid suspiciously.

"There is no poison inside," he chuckled, noticing my hesitant reaction.

I figured that arguing with him certainly wouldn't be a good idea. I smiled nervously and took a sip while cautiously looking into his eyes, then immediately put the glass away. He grinned and drank his wine in two big gulps.

"Now, tell me, lovely lady… What makes you smell so delicious? " he said, alluringly deepening his voice.

"I'm a werewolf's daughter," I smirked, hoping that he would find this fact repulsive.

"Splendid! I was wondering what makes you special, but this is better than I imagined, " Aryan burst out laughing. "I like you even more now, Lilith," he murmured to my ear.

I flinched and stepped back. That only made him grin wider. He stepped closer to me again.

"You know, I meant it, the thing I said before. Once Duke Calvet becomes the king, I will do anything within my power to make you mine," he winked at me.

"That's generous of you, but, as you probably heard, the Duke doesn't plan to abandon me," I smiled nervously.

"Oh, but he will," Aryan said coldly, taking another small step towards me.

"Sir, you are way too close. Please mind that I am Duke Calvet's woman," I stated, clenching my teeth and trying to sound confident.

"Do you think his mark can save you from becoming mine?" he asked, amused.

I gulped and took another step back. "I won't become yours," I hissed.

He looked me up and down while biting his lip. "You are a feisty one, aren't you?"

He stepped forward, making me retreat once more and lean against the wall. I briefly looked around, but the rest of the people turned their eyes away, pretending not to see us. I take it back; one person was looking directly at us, Duke Orseolo. He stood with his hands crossed on his chest, probably hoping that Aryan Desai would hurt me. He would gladly attack me himself, but he seemed too wary of Sariel.

"Do you know that one's mark can be overwritten by a stronger vampire?" He snickered, leaning over my neck.

I used all the strength in my hands to push him away from me, but he barely moved an inch away.

"Duke Calvet is much stronger than you!" I grunted, trying to sound fierce.

He smirked, "Let's find out." His fangs grew instantly, and he aimed for my neck.

"No!" I screamed and kicked his balls.