Rhea's POV

　　"Daemon," I stuttered.

　　I felt his hot breath fan me, my breathing became hitched and my legs became too weak to stand. I could feel it, the burning attraction between us was too strong to ignore. Couldn't he feel it as well? 

　　My question was soon answered by his next words, "Why didn't you wait for your mate, why did you allow him to mark you?" There was a sharp stab in my chest, my eyes were wide, full of questions and confusion. This is not the first time that he was asking me this, but what does he mean by mate? Of course, Kian is my mate. 

　　My lips parted to speak when he suddenly interrupted me with his voice," Why did you allow him to mark you, is it hard waiting for your mate?" 

　　I felt stunned, but there was confusion flashing through my eyes which faded quickly. An effortless smile reappeared, moving to him.

　　"King Daemon, you seemed to be confusing me," I was calm and gentle.

　　"Confused," he repeats the word when taking strides toward me, filling the little space between us.

　　"Hmm. Yeah... I mean I already have a mate, so I don't get what you are talking about," I stuttered, trying to act polite. 

　　I noticed how his handsome face churned in anger, his gaze looking conflicted. "I curse that name from your lips," he snapped, sending chills down my spine.

　　My eyes went around, confusion and many questions roaming around them. I scoff, looking terrified. 

　　"What... What are you talking about?" 

　　"Is it that hard to wait up for your mate?" He shook his head sideways before yelling, "I am talking to you!!" 

　　Flinching back I opened my mouth to talk but no word came out, next thing I felt a sharp pain around my back as it hit the wall with his hard body pressed against mine. 

　　My body shivered under his hot breath, slowly lifting my gaze. I winced at what I saw. He was practically infuriated, his cold gaze directed at me causing me to shudder under his dangerous stare. Unaware of how to act. 

　　"What's that your name again?" He growled.

　　"Rhea," I blurted out with a huge gulp down my throat. 

　　"Rhea," he repeated the name with a smile on his lips. There is something with the way that he pronounced the name, igniting a burning fire within me.

　　Looking into his eyes, I could feel his emotions a lot easier than before. He seems angry, more than angry and I didn't think there is another word to use and describe his rage right now. 

　　"Why didn't you wait up for your mate, Rhea?" He demands harshly, scaring me a bit. 

　　"I already have a ma…"

　　"JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!!" He snapped furiously. His sharp gaze held me rooted to my spot. How did we end up here? I asked myself… He is driving me insane, especially this wild desire that he initiates within me. 

　　"You say no such thing, you won't dare," he roared. His voice leaves no room for an argument, but this time around I have had enough and practically not taking no for an answer. 

　　My question needs to be answered, my confusion needs to be cleared off. 

　　"I don't know what it is, Kind Daemon, but sorry to say this... I think that you kept mistaking me for someone else and please I already have a mate," I speak up, ignoring his sharp gaze.

　　His gaze narrowed as he slowly lifted my chin, locking my gaze with him. My breath got caught in my throat, his nose is now inches away from my face. His chest pressed firmly against mine. 

　　I swallowed, unable to move my feet or pull myself out from the wall. Why is he so damn irresistible? 

　　He slowly placed his left hand on my hip with the right one firmly resting on my chin. Trailing his finger around my face, I started feeling a bumping desire overwhelming me all around. 

　　"Stop," my breathing quickened, as I unexpectedly blurted out. 

　　Daemon frowned at me, his cold gaze piercing into mine, "Don't ever stop me from taking what's mine," he scoffed, his eyes looking terrifying. 

　　My eyes widened, my cheeks turning red like over-ripened tomatoes. "W… What are you talking about?" I asked.

　　His eyes were hungry, "You are mine, Rhea," I gasped at his possessive words.

　　The seductive look in his eyes mixed with his husky voice brought a weakness between my two legs. An electrifying sensation that spreads straight to my legs, curling my clits. 

　　"Why did you not wait up?" He whispered behind my ear, his breath tickling my ear. My breath quickens with my heart racing faster.

　　"W… What are you talking about?" I asked, finding it hard to speak without stammering.

　　"But I waited," he said hoarsely.

　　I trembled with desire, his words igniting a deep desire within me.

　　"You should have waited," he grabbed hold of my hair, pulling my head forward. His nose rubbed against my cheeks. My trembling hands tried finding their way around his neck but with fear in me, I curled up in a fist. Holding back the urge to pull him forward.

　　He pressed his body forward again, and I gasped hard. I can feel his huge man down there. My body started trembling hard, my confusion and fear were imprinted on my face. I couldn't pull my head out from his rough grip, I wonder how I ended up here. 

　　My eyes widened as his lips started inching closer to mine. My chest went up and down in panic but before he could take in my lips, a voice interrupted us, "Daemon," the voice called, jerking my head in the direction of the voice. It came from a woman around my age. 

　　"Sheila,"