Leilani.
"Oh, Leilani! It’s a pleasure to see you here today!" Darius chimed, sounding excited— too excited if you ask me.
I do not know what sort of evil spirits must’ve possessed me into coming here, but as soon as I stepped into this overly extravagant looking hotel lobby and bumped into the person who coincidentally was the reason I was here in the first place, all my courage disappeared, cast out into the wind like some sparkly fairy dust!
And do you know what?
In its place came shyness. Embarrassment and an overwhelming sense of self consciousness that came with a touch of reminding myself that I was still so sweaty.
That I haven’t had my bath after that encounter...
That I still reek of sex.
I bit the insides of my mouth until I tasted the metallic tang of my blood and with a shrug, I seethed; "It’s not a pleasure to meet you today, Darius."
And maybe it was how cold I had sounded, or maybe he was just being overly dramatic because then he slapped his hand over his chest, leaned back to meet my gaze and frowned;
"You hurt me."
"Same way you did too!" I hissed back, "what was that package you sent to my house earlier today? What was your deal with the Moonveil draught antidote that you sent to me?"
At my words, his frown deepened. He plopped into one of the waiting chairs, and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes when one of his several minions rushed over to give him a glass of white wine, bowing her head slowly as she drawled; "Alpha, your drink,"
"You can go!" He dismissed her with a flick of his wrist, not even looking up to acknowledge her presence or existence.
Before she scurried off, I noticed the way she turned to look at me then bowed even lower, her voice small as she whispered; "I’m sorry,"
When he turned to regard me afterwards, gone was his frown. "The Moonveil draught does not have an antidote!" He clapped back, and as soon as I heard that, my mouth snapped shut on its own accord.
"I’ve told you times without number, Leilani, that the Moonveil draught is so rare that no one was smart enough to come up with an antidote for it, so what the fuck are you on about, cupcake?"
His voice, his smile... goddess, the way he dragged out the word ’cupcake’ made me want to slam his face into the nearest brick wall.
It washed over me like a thousand bugs all at once and made my stomach crawl until I almost tasted my vomit at the back of my throat.
My knees wobbled slightly and I dropped into one of the waiting chairs as well, feeling quite unsure and stupid because for some reason, I’d been able to convince myself that Darius was my only antagonist. That he was the only one capable of trying to hurt me like that.
Well besides Chalice who currently is locked up in one of the dirtiest darkest cells at the Stormborn’s territory.
I facepalmed myself and sighed, my voice coming out only as a whisper as I asked; "So it wasn’t you?"
"I that did what?"
"It wasn’t you who sent me that package this morning? The Moonveil draught antidote..."
"Leilani..."
"If you’re about to remind me that it doesn’t have an antidote, Darius, I know. I know now and I already feel stupid enough. You don’t have to remind me of how incredibly stupid am!" I snapped, feeling my face burn with embarrassment.
"I do not think you’re stupid," he drawled calmly— too calmly— whilst coming to stroke his fingers over my chin.
His touch made my body tremble, but it wasn’t in the way you would think. It made me recoil. Made me want to shrink into myself. And goddess, I do not understand it, especially since he’s only been nice to me from the get go.
"...I think you’re smart and strong. I think you do not know how powerful you are and how much I respect you."
"Well, newsflash, that isn’t what I came here to hear. And since you insist that you didn’t send that to me, I’d love to take my leave now!"
With that, I rose to my feet, but just as I stood up, his hands clamped around my wrist, halting my movement and at the same time, sending shockwaves running up my spine.
I gulped thickly and dropped my gaze in such a way that I was looking pointedly at his hand wrapped around my wrist. I seethed; "Let go."
"Did you take it?" He asked so suddenly, that for a minute, I didn’t respond. I couldn’t. I was tongue-tied.



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