Rhea's POV 

　　I angrily sauntered inside my room and tried locking up the door and to my surprise, Daemon's blazing black eyes came into view. He is standing in front of me, holding the door, stopping it from closing with his right leg. It was obvious that he had been following me. 

　　He was glaring at me and I don't know why. Didn't he see that I'm not in the mood right now besides I am the one that every single soul pissed off today so I am the rightful person to be angry but his penetrating eyes seemed to see right through me. 

　　Just like earlier, I wish for the ground to swallow me but that will only make me a coward. So I went away from his biting stare and stride toward my closet. 

　　Opening my wardrobe, Daemon's baleful voice looms over the room, "Why did you leave?" I halt on my track, leaving the wardrobe half open.

　　I turned to face him, the skin on my forehead folded confusingly, "Leave where?" 

　　Daemon stepped inside the room, slowly closing the door behind him. He wasn't smiling and his face didn't seem funny at all. His eyebrow arched up in anger beneath his black jet hair falling on his shoulder. 

　　"Why did you walk out of that dining room, ignoring my calls?" His voice highlighted each of his words, making me almost flinch back in fear. 

　　"Don't I have the right to leave," I snapped in a similar rage, "And please why must you make that announcement?" 

　　"Because you're mine," he snapped back, closing the wide gap between us, "Because you're mine, Rhea!" 

　　"I'm married," I blurted out. 

　　He stepped closer to the extent that there wasn't a gap left anymore between us, "To hell with that marriage, I don't give a fuck," 

　　My eyes were round and unmoving from Daemon, "What did you intend to gain from all these?" 

　　"Your love," my brow instantly flew up at him, "Yes, all I need is for you to love me back," 

　　Staring at him I suddenly burst into a very cold and dreadful laugh, "You want me to love you," he nodded while still maintaining his stoic look.

　　"You want a married woman with a mate to love you...!" 

　　"He is not your MATE!!" He yelled, stressing the last word. 

　　"He is my mate and thanks for tarnishing my reputation and making me look like a desperate slut," I latched out.

　　As much as I don't love the fact that I am paired with Kian in this life but still he is my mate and that's a simple fact. Daemon let out a warning growl pulling my senses back to reality. 

　　I had never seen him this angry before, not even when he came to take me away from Blackwood pack. I must admit that I have always done my best to frustrate him just as much as I was frustrated but this... But this right now isn't my doing. Daemon is burning in flames of rage, threatening to swallow me up. His anger was directed at me. I should be scared but insanely I wasn't. Yes... I have gone mad, they have all succeeded in driving me insane. 

　　"He is not yours," he mumbled, his eyes searching mine. Holding me he pushed me against my wardrobe. My eyes widened at him but he held me tight. I should be scared but instead, I feel a sweet sensation spread through my body, igniting a burning flame within me. I can vividly hear the beating of his heart throb against my chest as I deeply inhale his scent.

　　"Look into my eyes and tell me that you feel nothing," 

　　"I... I..."

　　"Tell me that I am the only one feeling this," he cuts me off but instead of replying to him, my eyes are fixed on his lips. 

　　My mind was clouded with stupidity, an erotic image of him having his way with me right here. I felt this urge bumping inside my stomach and I wanted nothing but to smash my lips against his... I want nothing but to have a taste of his lips on mine and before I knew it I was turned on. 

　　Daemon's eyes darkened even more and his breathing became heavier. "What are you doing to me?" His voice was breathless and his lips were almost close to mine. "I can smell your arousal for me, dear mate," 

　　At his words, I broke free from my unthinkable imagination, my cheeks coloring red in embarrassment. I tried to push him away and ambled out of my closet but his grip tightened on me as if he just read my mind. 

　　"Dae... mon, this can't be..."

　　"Shhh!!" He leaned forward. I released a sharp gasp as I felt him grab my waist possessively, slamming my chest in front of him. My body shivered as I felt the hardness of his core, and this made me release another gasp. Daemon's lips found my ear, his teeth grazing my earlobe. 

　　"You're mine, Rhea Willow, I owe you," he placed a kiss on my ear as his hands slowly rubbed my sides. I involuntarily released a moan, feeling Daemon's lips on the crook of my neck as he began to suck and nuzzle on it. 

　　"Say it, Rhea," he said, sounding breathless. 

　　"Say what?" I mumbled, my voice coming out more like a whisper. My body is trembling, and my need for this man here keeps growing each second.