"That’s impossible!" She blurted out the words. What the hell did he take her for? A whore? She could have accepted any other rule but this!"Yes. The bathroom is mine alone so you’ll be going to take all your baths under my supervision." He declared. Not that this was a rule in itself but it was something he had made up in his mind."In that case, I’ll not be taking my baths here," she said lifting her face to stare at his blue eyes for once. But she immediately regretted it. And as much as she wanted to look away, she found herself glued to his face and admiring his sharp features instead."Were you crying?" He asked once he noticed the dark circles under her eyes. She looked at him surprised acting as if what he said was alien to her. "Crying? Absolutely not."He stalked closer to where she sat, her heart beating in anticipation with every minimal movement he made. "Did I make you cry?" He asked in a tone nowhere close to the one Alexander used. For a moment, she felt like laughing but seeing him getting closer made her heart race wildly. What was he up to this time? Did he want to touch her? That would only happen over her dead body! Not like he had not touched her in the first place."I’m warning you, don’t come any closer,"she threatened. That was the only self defense mechanism she could come up with. Danger was his identity and here she was foolishly threatening him with a sentence!"Or what?" He asked crawling on the bed like a predator. "Or I’ll...scream." "Go ahead then. You think there’s anyone who will come to your rescue?" He chuckled darkly. This was his kingdom. Isadora ended up swallowing her words. How foolish of her! She had forgotten she was in an enemy’s kingdom and no one could rescue her. He could even violate the terms of the agreement and she could do nothing about it. Fear crept into her heart rendering her stiff as she waited for the worst.He was closer, so closer that she could hear his even breathing and his scent all over. Closing her eyes tightly was the only option she had. She felt his warm breath tickle her skin on her neck as it trailed upwards and settled on her ear. Was he going to kiss her? Swallowing nervously, she waited in anticipation for the worst before some words left his lips. "Good night wife."Silence reigned for a while before she finally opened her eyes. He had done no harm to her! She couldn’t believe it! Against all odds, he had not touched even a strand of her hair. Her gaze shifted to the side and there he was, sleeping like the king he was.She let out a sigh she had not noticed she had been holding all the while. Her hand flew to her ear and the skin on her neck where remnants of his magic were still working their wonders. How could such a simple action affect her that much? She was even willing to let him kiss her! Oh Isa! She berated herself. Pushing the bad thoughts at the back of her mind, she lied on the other end of the bed facing the sleeping god. He looked more beautiful now that she saw him up close. Her gaze travelled to his pink lips that looked that looked more feminine. In fact, all his features looked feminine apart from his sharp jaw and tout muscles. His eyelashes were too long for a man that it made her jealous. His shoulder length hair now sprayed on the pillow was dancing in between silver and black colors that it shined under the moon. He was too good to be true. Every woman would die for his touch yet she was doing the exact opposite.Time flew and before she knew it, she had already fallen asleep. Alexander, who had been feigning sleep all the while, fluttered his long lashes, his gaze shifting to the goddess sleeping next to him. He still couldn’t believe she accepted to sleep here after everything he had done to her and her people. And what the seer had told him was indeed true. Having her by his side alone calmed his beast, taming it as if it never existed in him. This already was therapy to him. He would never let her go no matter what. Her lips were pouted inviting him for a kiss; one that would be stolen against her will. ’Kiss her!’ His beast roared now breaking free from its confines. His eyes turned bloody red as he tried so much to control it. Never for once had his beast ever craved for a woman, only blood. He had slept with his mistresses but it never occurred that his beast went Savage or craved for one. What the hell was it about this woman then? Did the seer leave something out? He clenched the sheets trying to control it but it didn’t help. ’Claim her! She’s ours!’ His head began throbbing in pain, veins suddenly popping on his head. God knew how much self restraint it was taking him to pounce on the sleeping beauty and do wicked things to her. Letting out a silent groan, he ripped his shirt off but that never went unnoticed by Isadora. She stirred on her sleep to only be met with a sight she least expected. Alexander was seated on the bed looking like the devil himself. Instinct told her to run away from him but she found herself staring at him in sympathy instead!"He is dangerous! Run!" The words registered in her mind but she found herself doing the complete opposite. "Are you alright?" She asked catching his attention. His face! She swallowed thin air. ’Claim her now!’ The self control that Alexander had been so much trying to build immediately crumbled into nothingness. Seeing her there, looking back at him innocently ignited the fire within him into a blazing inferno. Harshly grabbing her by the wrist, he said, "You shouldn’t have woken up princess!"