Hell Marriage

Hell Marriage

Chapter 17: when love kills

Author’s POV

“Wake up, please, wake up.” Connor said frantically.

“Come on wake up please.” He said pleadingly. Ava kept turning in her sleep, she had even broke a sweat but she wasn’t waking up just get.

What kind of dream is she having? She started whimpering, “Shh.. it’s okay, I’m here now, I’m here.” He drew her into the circle of his arms and patted her back. He stroked her hair gently, she seemed to have calmed down from his touch . She relaxed slowly and fell into sleep again.

Connor’s POV

I tried to disengaged my arms from her waist but she held on to me tightly. I laid my face against her hair and sniffed in her scent, for how long have I ignored her scent, she smells like chocolate and pink roses and I’m a sucker for both.

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30 minute passed before she finally woke up. She turned in my arms and faced me, she blinked a little unfocused at first then smiled broadly when she realized it was me.

“Good morning sunshine.” I smiled smugly.

“Morning, for how long have you been here?” She asked, wrapping her hands around my neck, she stretched up against me.

A little groan escaped from my lips.

“Apparently, long enough for one to travel to central city and back.” I teased.

“Uhn uhn..” She threw her head back and laughed. Her laughter felt like a caress, it been so long I heard the sound of her laughter. It sounded like Ballerina music.

My throat tightened, she stared at me before speaking.

“I didn’t disturb your sleep, did I?” She asked, fixing her gaze on my face.

“No you didn’t.” I lied, wondering if I should have told her the truth about her dreams.

“I wasn’t acting weird was I? That’s not why you’re here?” She asked again, raising her brow in a frown.

He wondered how much truth he should tell her. “Sort of….” I think I should find out more about what’s happening to her before I really tell her the truth about what I know.

“I mean, I just wanted to hold you while you’re asleep.” I said flirtingly.

She smiled. I Stared at her full pink lips for a while.

“Do you want to kiss me?” She suddenly asked, out of the blue, looking innocent.

‘How could she ask me such questions? Dosen’t she know how it makes men feel?’ I thought in disbelieve, feeling my shaft erecting.

“Uhm… what’s the matter?” She asked.

“You are never to ask a man what he wants to do to you, if you do then you’re asking for trouble.” I said with a serious expression.

“Oh…” Her lips formed the word.

It was so seducing… I couldn’t refuse. I leaned in and kissed her lips. I guess she was surprised because She waited a teeny weeny bit before responding to my kiss. Her lips were as sweet as it looked. She wrapped her arms more tightly around my neck. The kiss became intense and I continued to explore the contours of her mouth, It was very warm and sweet.

I could feel my member down there getting more harder. I slipped my hands inside her transparent night gown. I caressed her soft breast. A moan escaped her lips. How I wanted my lips on her milk white flesh but no, For now, I still find greater pleasure in her mouth.

She moaned softly, I moved my hand to her other brea*st and massaged it the same way, I was enjoying the same sensation and the feel of her soft flesh against my callused palm, she wrigged beneath me trying to get closer.

I moved my hands down her stomach and stroked it along the way, it must have escaped my mind when I lifted up her dress but it occurs to me now when I got to her womanhood that she’s not putting on anything under her night gown.

I played with her short curls, she moaned a little harder, I increased the pace of the kiss

I moved my mouth close to her jaw down her neck. The sharp scent of her blood pricked my nose. I could feel my fangs getting elongated. I urged her legs apart and played with her clit.

I could feel the colour of my eyes changing, I closed my eyes and turned my head slightly away from her neck. The urge to bite her was so strong… I stopped playing with her and released her. She sensed something was off.

I gently unclasped her hands from my neck, but she held on tightly to my cloth.

” I have to go now.” I whispered. I really have to take my leave now, if not, I’ll bite her right here and now, which I’m sure she won’t be able to handle.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Why?, Did I do something wrong?” She asked, looking pained

“No you didn’t, I have some work to finish up. Besides, I’m sure the whole palace has already had breakfast, so dress and come down, I’ll make something for us to eat.”

At the mention of food, she let go of my cloth slowly, I got off her bed and walked out of the room without glancing at her. Outside the room, I was faced with a new dilemma. Now that I’ve got a scent of her blood, I want more and my beast won’t stop till it gets it or either go berserk and this is the worst thing to come. I have to avoid going berserk a second time. Run! I have to go far on a run.

Ava’s POV

A guard announced my entry into the dining room.

I beamed as soon as I set my eyes Connor, a memory of what happened earlier flashed before my eyes. I pushed the image away with great difficulty.

He glanced at me and grinned, his lopsided grin that makes my inside flutter wildly.

Something was wrong with him but he looked away before I could see what it was. Maybe it’s just me that thinks so, He glanced nervously at the table, Connor being nervous! I must really be imagining things.

I looked over the table, and saw different shapes of sandwiches, my mouth dropped open. What! Who eats sandwich for breakfast?

My reaction must have alarmed him, he looked at me, mumbling, though he didn’t look at me directly, more like a point below my neck

“Oh did you do all these yourself?” I asked in a light tone, I pulled back my chair and sat down, now that’s strange. He pulls out my chair at ever meal and he didn’t even glance at me not to talk of pulling out the darned chair.

I took two sandwiches unto my plate , in hope that he would look at me. Maybe his reaction had put him off. I saw a coffee pot, no wonder I smelt coffee now

“Who on earth has coffee and sandwich of breakfast?” I didn’t know I had wondered out aloud until he said. “Well it seems like it’s the only the thing in the kitchen that I could make, and I wanted to make something for you to eat but…” I cut him off before he completed his sentence.

“Of course, I’ll eat it. I want to have a taste of what my husband made after all, and also check if I’m really a good teacher.” I smiled, not that he saw e smile though. I poured my coffee.

“Do you want some?” I asked pleasantly.

“No, I had some already.” He replied almost immediately.

His behaviour has started to worry me but I kept mute in the issue. I took a bit of the sandwich, it tasted like saw-dust.. wtf is this!, I almost laughed, I concealed my expression perfectly and swallowed it quietly. Afraid that if i utter a word about it, he might lose interest or get angry.

I finished the first slice quietly. I was about taking another bite from the second slice

“I have things to do…. I’ll leave now” He stood up suddenly. He left the room quickly without sparing her a glance, So now, what’s up with him? Nicholas’ POV

What’s wrong with the elder today? He’s been acting weird ever since he left his wife’s room early this morning. Just before he went into the kitchen, I saw the colour of his eyes. It wasn’t the same silver colour and now, he just walked out on his wife then broke into a speed on the staircase so much so that his figure became blur, What the hell is happening now? Of course he goes for run in the forest occasionally but when the colour of his eye looks like that? Then something’s wrong and I haven’t seen him like that since……..

“Shit!” He cursed swiftly. What he’s thinking better not be true, he thought as he reached for his phone to call the only person he knows that can stop this madness.