Chapter 5
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Aella's POV:
I was in the middle of classes but yet I couldn't get the man from my dream out of my mind. In fact, I found myself thinking about him a lot since the dream, anytime I thought I'd forgotten about him it was like his image would just pop up in my head out of nowhere.
Why had he called me Aella Laquintta? That's not my last name, it was Challis not Laquintta. Why was I even giving so much thought into it? It was simply just a dream, when had I ever paid so much attention to something that wasn't real?
But that was the problem wasn't it, for the dream hadn't felt like a dream at all, it had felt completely real.
His deep brown eyes were still haunting me and my body suddenly felt very awake, awake and hungry for something that I knew only he could give to me.
I shook my head. Something was definitely wrong with me, I was beginning to think that I actually was going insane and it was only a matter of time before I totally lost it.
I closed my eyes and let out a frustrated sigh. Even with my eyes shut, all I could see was him, it was almost as if his face was somehow engraved in my memory. I groaned out loud and covered my face with my hands. A thought suddenly made my entire body freeze, it was all just a dream so what if I never dreamt of this man again? What if that was the last time I'd ever see him again. If that was the case I was bound to forget him . . . but I didn't want to, I wanted to remember his dangerously handsome features for as long as I could. It was just one of those dreams that you wanted to hold onto for as long as you could, only this time I was a lot more desperate to not forget this man I'd never met before or would ever meet for he was just a fantasy that my body had somehow made up.
I picked up my pencil from the desk and started drawing . . . First I outlined his diamond shaped face that to me seemed even more precious than a diamond itself. When I was contented with the shape I moved onto his hair and finally his irresistible lips that for some reason had my body burning with desire, I wanted to feel those lips everywhere, my body was even crying out for it which was absurd since he wasn't even real. I continued shading and filling in every single detail I remembered about him, not wanting to miss a single thing. I was enjoying this a lot more than I expected to, considering I was never a fan of these kind of things.
When I was finished I was left completely stunned, it felt like the man from my dreams was staring straight back up at me. Those eyes, I'd somehow nailed it, this was exactly how I remembered him.
How was this even possible? I was horrible at art, in fact my worse grades were usually from my art classes.
Then how on earth was I able to create such a masterpiece like this in a matter of minutes?
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Daemon's POV:
Yet another boring day, what could I do to pass my time? A thought entered my mind and a smile quickly followed.
Why not see what my bride was up to? After all last night I'd entered her dream and it was sure to still be affecting her even up till now. Last night I couldn't stay as long as I wanted to for my damn brother interrupted me but I would be sure to stay longer the next time.
As her image popped up in front of me all thoughts flew out of my mind.
I narrowed my eyes and tried to focus on what she was doing , why was she concentrating so hard on the notebook in front of her? For some reason it bothered me and I couldn't explain why.
This wouldn't do, I desperately wanted to see what was being given her undivided attention. Without realizing it I was already teleporting into her classroom.
I leaned down beside her and peered over her shoulder. What I saw next totally shocked me to the very core, it couldn't be. But it was, as I continued to openly stare at the image on her notebook there was no denying that it was indeed a drawing of me.
What was the meaning of this?
I knew the dream would have a serious effect on her but this . . . I never expected this. Suddenly I wanted to know why she had done it, what made her draw it? For once I wished I had the ability to read her mind.
My bride, she was different. A puzzle that I desperately wanted to solve.
That thought angered me, why was I allowing her to get under my skin like this? I hadn't even touched her yet and she was already consuming my thoughts.
I didn't like this one bit, I shouldn't be the one troubled, she should!
I narrowed my eyes at her, she looked too peaceful right now, it was the perfect time to play with her little mind.
I took my hand and lightly brushed my fingers up and down her arm. A small gasp escaped her mouth, her breathing loud enough for the person next to her to hear. I liked her reaction a lot more than I should , in fact my hand was begging to touch more of her now that it had gotten a little taste of her soft creamy skin.
Surprising me once again, her gaze immediately looked directly up at me, like she could actually see me despite my invisibility. I continued to gaze at her, getting lost in her sparkling emerald green eyes that promised love and affection alongside great pleasure. So she did take something after her angel half, their eyes often gave off a similar effect but yet hers held something way more.
I forced myself to look away and before I did something stupid immediately teleported out of there.
I didn't like the way her eyes seemed to draw me in, they were the eyes of a f*****g enchantress. A string of curses left my mouth at how easily I'd let a half blood control my emotions.
Was she a freaking half blood or a bloody witch?
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A/N:
If any of my beautiful readers are interested in my new story 'MY BILLIONAIRE STEP-BROTHER IS AN ALIEN'
Here is the synopsis:
Finding out that your boyfriend cheated with your best friend and that you're moving in with your famous step-brother all in the same week wasn't exactly how Cianna pictured the week before her birthday to go. But she soon discovers that sometimes things happen in life and there is absolutely nothing you can do but go along for the ride. . .
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Chase Torres
The billionaire.
The famous actor.
The legendary Chase.
. . . The alien.
When Cianna Agosti finds out her mother is getting married to the father of the famous billionaire Chase Torres, she's completely mind blown. But what's more, she finds out that they're even moving into his massive mansion to stay there. . . For good.
She can't hide the instant attraction she feels for her step-brother but their relationship is completely FORBIDDEN. As if that's not all, she has to deal with his insanely jealous girlfriend who happens to be a gorgeous model while also trying to figure out what secret Chase is desperately trying to keep from her!
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Lots of love,
Laura.
- Writer
