~GABRIELLA~
I drop to the ground in frustration. I've been searching this entire room for a way to escape and this was the hundredth time that I've turned up with no hope. They'd built this room to hold hostages, I was sure of it.
I tried opening the door like Arthur had but it wasn't working. It seemed to work with some kind of fingerprint and I clearly didn't have the fingerprint of a Blackner.
Suddenly Arthur's eyes are haunting me and I pause for a second and pull at my hair. I hug my body tightly at the feelings pulsing in my veins. I hate this, the mate pull shouldn't be this strong. Yet here I am trembling and needing his closeness even when I didn't want to need it.
I feel like I'm going insane with the reminder of what he looked like. Why did he have to be so damn irresistible? He looked like the kind of man any woman would dream about having in her life, the dark kind who's actually a hero in disguise. The only difference here was that he wasn't a hero, he was the villain of my story . . . the worst kind.
I shake my head. It would be better if I just stopped thinking about Arthur Blackner altogether. The man was about to try and force me to have his child and that alone was a good reason for me to hate him. He was not a good person and I needed my body to remember that whenever he was around.
I try scanning the room one more time for anything at all to help me escape this place. There were no windows, everything was sealed off. The only exit had to be through the door but I couldn't get that without a fingerprint.
My only option might be to attack a Blackner and use his fingerprint to get out of here.
But then what?
There were guards everywhere and they would surely know that I wasn't a guest here. I could be on a suicide mission if I tried something like that around here.
My heart skips a beat suddenly and I know that someone is close . . . The person I couldn't stop thinking about.
Arthur.
I look up as the door slams open and there he is standing right in front of me. His eyes scan the room until they fall on me. There is an unmistakable electrical spark between the two of us. A feeling like we're meant to be washes through me and I have to fight to bury it beneath me.
It didn't matter that the moon Goddess wanted us to be together, I wouldn't be with someone that didn't want me.
"You've tried to escape from here." He says without a hint of a question in his voice.
"What gave it away?" I ask.
He doesn't answer me, instead he takes a seat on one of the chairs I'd tried slamming against the door earlier today.
An uncomfortable silence falls between the two of us as Arthur looks at me through his thick lashes. There is something about his penetrating gaze that makes me squirm in my corner of the room and I want to hit myself for being stupid.
He leans back against the chair and slowly trails his eyes over my body. His jaw clenches as though he's angry with himself and he looks away from me as he opens his mouth to speak.
"My father wants this to be over with soon and so do I."
Fear courses through my veins at his words. Did he mean that he would actually try to force himself onto me? I knew that was what they intended on doing but something about him made me feel like that wouldn't be the case. I guess I was wrong for thinking that way.
I take one step back and I realize my mistake. I shouldn't show any fear around him.
I was right. Arthur gets up from his chair and faces me like a dangerous predator. It's the first time I see a glimpse of the real dangerous Blackner beneath his normally cool exterior. He's walking towards me and my heartbeat keeps increasing.
I continue to move further backwards as he continues to move closer.
I'm now pressed up against the wall and his tall frame is hovering over me. Again his nearness manages to make me feel safe and I'm baffled by it. Why would I feel safe around him? He has done absolutely nothing to make me feel safe.
I know that he can hear my uneven breaths and I'm absolutely positive that he can also hear my racing heartbeat. I try to be calm but being around him excites me in ways that shouldn't even be possible.
"Relax," he whispers. My back arches up at the sound of his voice and I'm turned on even though I don't want to be. Suddenly, I want to do the exact opposite of his request. I don't want to listen to him, no, I want to defy him and awaken the beast I know that was inside of him. I'm startled by the direction of my own thoughts.
"How can I relax when you're threatening to touch me without my consent?" I finally ask to distract myself from my own mind.
"Is that what Blackner men are known for, rape?"
He stiffens at my accusation. There is a deadly silence between the two of us before Arthur finally speaks again. "I won't touch you."
I'm so surprised by his confession that my gaze snaps up to his and his eyes are blazing like fire. "I just need to make my father believe that I'm trying to get you pregnant."
Surprise washes through me. He doesn't want to force me. What kind of Blackner would care about my feelings enough to not want to force me to do something like this?
"W-why?" My lips are trembling now and his eyes are drawn to them. There is this look there that makes me feel like we're stuck in another world, just him and I.
It's crazy, this mating bond, it's unlike anything I've ever felt before. I want to reach forward and touch his hair but I fight the need to do so.
"Why what?" He asks suddenly, reminding me that we're still having a discussion.
"Why do you want to protect me from what your father clearly wants?" I whisper as I try to search his eyes for the answer that I'm looking for.
Surprise flickers across his face and I can tell that even he didn't realize that he was doing that. The surprise slowly fades, replaced with anger. He's angry that I've figured him out before he even did.
He pushes away from me and glares just like he'd done the first time we'd seen each other. I've managed to anger him again and I can't figure out what I've done to bring out this reaction in him.
"I'm not protecting you. I'm protecting myself and someone else. Do not be mistaken. You're the last person I'll ever be protecting."
His words pierce straight through my heart and I want to lunge for his throat. How foolish was I to believe that he somehow wanted to protect me? Why would he? No one ever saw the need to protect me in the past, so why would Arthur Blackner want to?
I turn my back to him and stare at the wall, my body is shaking with rage and I'm relieved when I hear the door open.
Good . . .Leave.
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~ARTHUR~
I slam my fist against the wall as soon as I exit the room.
How was it possible that she knew me better than I knew myself already? How did she know that I was trying to protect her when I did not even know this?
Her words had surprised me so much that I needed to get out of there before I did something stupid.
I didn't understand this. I knew that all of this was only because of the mate pull between us but still . . . It shouldn't be this strong. I shouldn't be trying to protect her when I barely even f*****g knew her.
I find myself staring at the door again and my hand itches to go inside and take her body against mine.
Damn it.
I force my feet to move in the opposite direction. I'd only walked a little distance when a familiar scent hit me.
My head snaps to the left and there I see Emily exiting my father's study. There is this broken look on her face and my body already becomes alert. Her gaze slowly raises to me and we both stare at each other without saying anything.
I immediately know that he must have told her about Gabriella.
I make an effort to go to her but she raises her hand to stop me from coming closer to her.
"How could you?" She demands from me.
I can't answer her. I can't because I don't know what to say to comfort her.
I never wanted something like this to happen . . . Never.