Daemon stared at Anne and her empty plate, her eyes kept darting to his plate every few seconds, a sign that she wanted to eat the food on his plate as well.
Even after eating three times the portion Daemon was served , one would think that the void of a stomach Anne possessed would at least be sated, but the look in her eyes as she eyed his food was very similar to that of a starving wolf.
A frown flickers on his face for a brief second, he could feel another presence approaching the dining table.
He suddenly stared at Anne with intense possessiveness in his eyes.
“Stand up.” He ordered in his usual smooth baritone voice.
Anne frowned in confusion at how he ordered her suddenly.
She wondered what she did this time.
She stood up anyway staring at him, before she could ask him why he had asked her to stand up, he suddenly wrapped his fingers around her wrist and pulled her towards him.
“What the….”
She yelped in surprise and fell into his lap unceremoniously, his arm instantly wrap around her skin waist pinning her to himself, he was suddenly oozing a possessive aura.
She turned to look at him in surprise, what was this man trying to do?.
Before she could get a word out, a masculine voice cuts her off.
“Why am I seeing empty plates?. Is breakfast over?” Her head turns so fast, her neck would have broken.
A tall and handsome man with very beautiful hair and really strange but pretty eyes stood there, his face contoured in surprise as he stared at the empty plates on the table.
Anne’s eyes took in the outfit he was putting on, the purple jacket looked like a high contrast to the dark theme of the house.
She wondered who he was.
Daemon’s eyes darkened as he watched Anne stared at Zeldris so intensely, his fingers closed around her chin and tilted her face toward him, his gaze silently demanding her full attention.
Zeldris watched the silent exchange from where he stood, his violet eyes narrowed at Daemon’s obvious show of possessive .
Only last night, he had vowed to destroy her, yet now he had her in his lap with his arm wrapped around her like someone would steal her.
He seriously never understood what went on in Daemon’s head, he was such an enigma.
But there was one thing he knew about Daemon ; He never did anything without reason.
He just hoped it was for a good reason.
The corner of his lip lifted into the slightest smirk as curiosity replaced his confusion.
‘What game are you playing now brother?’.
He wondered without taking his eye off the pair.
” We need to set some rules around here kitten.
You don’t look at another man, unless you want to get punished.” His velvety voiced carried a sharp edge which made it impossible to understand if he was upset or simply just stating rules like he said. This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
“Ok” Anne replied with confusion in her voice and on her face, she was smart enough not to oppose him, she would comply with him for now till the perfect opportunity to kill him comes.
She wondered why he was acting strange today, what did he mean by punishment?, why should he punish her just because she stares at another man?.
But she didn’t get to finish her thoughts.
Instead, they exploded into bits when a spoonful of rice appeared in front of her.
“Eat”
“Huh?” Why was he holding up a spoon looking ready to feed her like she was a child.
She threw a glance at Zeldris from her peripheral vision and he’s still standing there.
‘Oh God no’.
“Half a minute ago, you were staring at my food like you wanted to devour it, open up and eat.” Her cheeks burned red hot, he had actually caught her stealing glances at his food which he only ate a little of.
The best he could have done was pass the plate to her, why was he trying to feed her?.
‘ Is he trying to embarrass me before this man?.’ She thought about being spoon fed while Zeldris watched.
“What are you thinking about kitten?, the food is getting cold. Open up” Daemon obviously didn’t care if Zeldris was standing there.
‘Fine.
I’ll eat it.
I can’t reject free food, even if I’m being spoon fed’ Anne agreed internally and opened her mouth, as soon as the spoon crossed her lips, she forgot all about her embarrassment and even the man in purple jacket staring.
The plate was empty in ten minutes with how fast Anne kept eating, Daemon wiped her lips with a napkin.
The shame that had momentarily left Anne came rushing back.
Her face looked like a cooked lobster as she stared at the smirk devilish Daemon wore at the corner of his lip.
“You look flustered kitten.” He stated an observation and Anne almost rolled her eyes at him but she remembered whose lap she was sitting on.
Daemon’s eyes flick to Zeldris who had taken a seat and pulled out his phone, his eyes return to Anne.
“Go upstairs.” He ordered coldly stunning Anne at the quick switch.
She knew one day she might get a whiplash from how fast he switched between two extremes.
One minute he’s a furnace hot enough to burn her to ashes, the next minute he’s the heart of winter, cold enough to turn her into a fragile ice sculpture and shatter her without the slightest form of remorse.
Zeldris looked up from his phone to stare at her retreating figure.
“If you value your eyes, keep them back on your phone”
Zeldris turned to look at Daemon who was throwing death glares at him, a knowing smirk curled at the corner of his lip.
“Relax Daemon, I’m not going close to your pet”.
Daemon didn’t stop glaring at him , he knew Zeldris liked to annoy him.
“Why are you still keeping her?”
“That shouldn’t be your concern.”
Zeldris hoped Daemon already had a foolproof plan or history will end up repeating itself.
“Fine. At least order your maids to serve me some food, I’m hungry”
Daemon snapped his finger and William who had been no where to be found all morning walked towards Daemon.
Maids walked out to clear up the plates Anne and Daemon had eaten with.
He bowed before Daemon.
“Good morning master”
“William, have the maids serve him breakfast” Daemon’s calm voice carried such great authority as the order was delivered.
“Yes master” Another bow from William before he goes to relate Daemon’s order to the maids in the kitchen.
“Lucien reached out to me. He said he will be coming over next week.” Zeldris relayed the message he had gotten from their brother.
The atmosphere suddenly became very cold, Daemon’s eyes darkened dangerously , Zeldris could even feel a slight tinge of bloodlust around Daemon.
He understood the reason behind Daemon’s reaction to such news.
Daemon and Lucien had been at each other’s throat for longer than he could remember.
The bad blood ran between them so deep that they couldn’t stand the sight of one another.
Their hatred wasn’t born overnight, it had festered for so long that no one even remembered how it began except for the two enemies.
“Tell him to change his plans. I have no intention of receiving him.”
“I already told him, but he insisted”
“Then let him come. Some people only receive a lesson when it is delivered personally” He said with indifference.
Zeldris was already expecting to witness a clash between those two, he just hoped the house will still be standing when they were done.