Page 29 of Thy Heart's Desire
Fuck, I swear that I felt her soul and her heart embed into mine. Now I feel like she pulled them back. Do I dare take her as mine and keep her even though I know that I wouldn’t be able to offer her more?
I know that she deserves to be my mate. I want to claim her as mine. My blood is boiling, my cock is aching to take her, and my soul has already claimed her. What the fuck should I do?
I want to forget my responsibilities and not care. I wish that my siblings were more mature and were capable of taking care of the Bartz Dynasty. Fucking hell!
Niko closes his eyes before Sofia Rose can see his anger. He speaks softly and forces a small smile. Suddenly, their sweet intoxicating sexy mood evaporates.
“I’m starving. Are you ready to go and have dinner?”
Sofia Rose nods, and forces a smile. The color has drained from her face, and her violet eyes have darken.
“Yes, I’m ready.”
Niko nods and takes her hand in his, lacing his fingers with hers without thought. He usually takes his date’s elbow, but with Sofia Rose he takes her hand in his as if claiming her
Sofia Rose takes her coat off of the hanger as they walk down the hall. She looks down at their hands as they walk and quickly glances at him.
Niko is deep in thought, trying to reach a decision. He glances down at her and their eyes lock.
Sofia Rose smiles at him nervously, and then bites her lower lip.
“I’m glad that you asked me to have dinner, Mr. Bartz. I wanted to talk to you about what happened.”
Niko stops in the middle of the hallway and glares at her.
“Sofia Rose, stop calling me Mr. Bartz. Call me Niko. Forget about what happened! It has nothing to do with you or the bank personnel. Let’s have dinner. I want to learn all about you!”
Sofia Rose’s huge violet eyes expand; they start to shimmer and the silver specks sparkled. She bites her lower lip, falling into his eyes.
Niko groans. He releases her hand, and pulls her into his arms. He gazes into her eyes right before he leans down to kiss her. He takes her lips and sinks his hungry tongue inside her moist mouth.
Sofia Rose runs her hands up his back, moaning. She returns his kiss with the same hunger and passion.
Fucking yes, she feels so amazing in my arms. She pushes all of my buttons and I can’t think. I want her like a starving man. I have to stop or I’ll be loving her here in the bank.
Niko pulls back and moves his hands up to her shoulders and stares into her beautiful violet eyes. Her aura glows darker purple and she smiles up at him.
“Let’s go have some dinner before I devour you right here in the hallway.”
Sofia Rose blinks and nods, smiling up at him. She raises her hands to run her fingers through he hair to brush it in place.
Niko takes her hand and they walk out of the bank. He walks down the street towards his silver BMW.
The night is slowly turning cold and the rain starts to fall along the Blue Ridge mountainside. The summit is covered with spurce-fir forest.
The magical Elemental Fairy castle is nestled against the dense forest of evergreens. The shimmering fairy smoke swirls in the air. It’s the only evidence of their presence on the earth realm.
Prince Dion walks along side his triplet, Prince Astor. They walk down the pearl white tile in the royal summit chamber.
King Alian sits up on the dais in a silver chair adorned with precious stones. He watches his sons. His first born approaches him, clasping his hands together, squinting his violet eyes. His long black hair has a dark purple strand running down the right side.
Prince Astor stops a few feet before the King. He bows, his arms cross behind him, and he taps his right heel to his left heel in three quicksuccessivetaps.
Prince Dion continues to walk up closer to his King. He bows, his arms cross behind him, and taps his right heel to his left heel in three quick successive taps.
“My King Alain, we believe to finally have some evidence that Princess Sofia Rose is alive,” says Prince Dion.
“How can that be?” King Alain yells, pushing up from his chair. He stands straight, tall, and raises his chin up in the air.
