The Veil Of Sinner novel Chapter 11

He sucked on her earlobe delicately.

She felt celestial. Her essence resembled tranquility. There had been something about this girl, which he still had not succeeded in finding out, but he knew that thing was messing with his power over his own actions and thoughts.

That mysterious thing about her was overpowering his power.

Just with warmth and tenderness, he licked her skin because by now he had understood this thing really very clearly that this girl in his arms was capable of giving him that feeling of allure that somehow forced him to believe that she deserved nothing but gentleness. Sometimes, it didn't feel right to hurt her, even though he didn't care about right and wrong anymore.

Why was he getting such thoughts about her….he still didn't know.

He just didn't feel like hurting her at that moment, even though a dark part inside him ached to break her, to twist her, to shatter her but…just in his arms.

What was she doing to him?

“You have this entire day to get yourself prepared because…..” he pecked her ear, shivering her body in dread.

“I won't be holding myself back tonight,” he whispered in her ear. Pain stung in every vein inside her body.

Even just the thought of what he would do to her tonight had already started aching her heart in terror, because she had already understood what kind of a cruel animal he was.

He didn't care about right or wrong. He was so selfish and brutal that he would never think twice before destroying her completely just to satisfy his inner inhumanity.

“So do not make this hard for us tonight. I won't be so considerate to ignore it this time, Mrs. Elzaek,” he whispered in a gentle tone but that undeniable warning in his tone petrified her.

He brushed his lips against her ear, while inhaling into her sweet smell, and like always…it started relaxing him down.

How could she do this? Did she know some kind of spell?

She was just supposed to be a trophy of his victory and the significance of his win, but since the second he had breathed into that intoxicatingly beautiful essence of hers, it had entirely consumed him.

He couldn't keep her out from his thoughts since that very night when she met him in those streets a couple of days ago.

That innocence in her presence was so engrossing that he felt like ruining it with his own hands, so that it would remain just as his.

Eizlina clenched her palms, feeling his mouth sucking on her skin gently and slowly. He didn't shove his anger on her anymore and she didn't even know why, but it didn't mean she would forget what he had done to her and what he wanted to do with her.

No, this was wrong. He was using her. He was manipulating her. His gentleness was just a facade to trap her.

Eizlina felt him trailing his mouth down towards her neck where he licked and gently nibbled on her skin. A soft hiss escaped from her mouth, feeling his teeth digging against her skin.

Opening her eyes, she immediately started protesting in his arms, before he would go further to hurt her. Theron finally pulled back from her skin.

He looked into her eyes, which were glaring at him, enraged.

He smirked.

“Your denial makes me want to tame you more badly, my dove,” he shamelessly announced it to her. Her glare hardened.

He had no clue what was happening to him, but all he knew was that she had started becoming more than just the indication of his victory to him now.

Her relevance in his life had started increasing suddenly.

Theron passed her a devilish grin, and then trailed his eyes towards that plate of food on the bed.

“So now go and eat your breakfast,” he said to her, signalling towards the plate.

“Because you know…” Eizlina saw him looking at her again with that devious mischief on his face. He brought his head closer to hers.

“You will need a lot of energy and strength tonight to cope up with your husband on his bed, so…” she saw his evil eyes taking a quick overview of her entire body, which enlarged his smirk before he uttered, “Start collecting the needed strength.” He grinned.

“Because I don't want my wife to get exhausted in just a few minutes, okay, Mrs. Elzaek?” His tone lace was covered with taunt and teasing.

Eizlina balled her palms in disgust, understanding his words' meaning.

“Delay the meeting. I have something urgent to take care of at home,” Eizlina heard him saying on the phone without taking her head upward. His tone again went hard and scary, like his personality had just switched from being tenderly cruel to brutally cold.

Who was he talking to? And what urgency he had been talking about?

Only if she knew.

“Okay. I will be there soon,” he hung up the call and looked at her again. Somehow just by looking at her, the heaviness in his thoughts immediately started lessening. And why was it happening…he himself had no idea about it.

“Now eat, and do not do anything which I have forbid you from doing here,” he said to her again. She neither looked at him nor answered him. But her silence gave him her approval, so he turned around and then walked out of her room.

After leaving her room, Theron found Prisila in the hall.

“Take care of her every necessity here. And treat those scratches on her arm,” he told Prisila in his cold tone. He remembered, seeing those deep scratches on her arm. She immediately nodded and bowed her head before him.

Walking past her, he was about to leave for his work but his mother's words stopped him in his tracks again.

“I hope you haven't forgotten that she is someone related to Airkin Kloez, Theron,” his mother's words made him ball his fists because he knew what his mother was referring to as his concern for that girl.

“And she doesn't deserve this care and concern of yours?” hearing his mother, he finally turned around to look at her.

“I haven't forgotten anything, mom. And she will definitely get what she deserves for being related to that bastard, Airkin Kloez,” he spoke out. Obliterating destruction was blazing in his pale grey eyes.

“And I will give it to her on my own,” he seethed out loud enough for his words to reach the ears of Eizlina, who was standing upstairs and was listening to their conversation secretly.

Her eyes watered.

His treacherous hatred for her was hidden somewhere between the fact that she was related to her uncle, Airkin Kloez. But why?

What was the matter between him and her uncle, Airkin? And why was he targeting her for it?

And most importantly, what would she do to stop him from ruining her tonight?