done last time. No, this time there was no embrace, no kiss and I silently thanked God for it. Knowing I wouldn’t have been able to cope at that sight again...not now.
“Celina, you remember Keira?” He said nodding to me.
“Yes but of course, hello again Keira” she said politely. I was still standing there in shock, frozen in front of these two who were playing with me.
“Hello...” I managed but it didn't sound like me.
“Celina, please tell Keira if we are engaged.” Draven asked her outright and I shot him a look as if to say ‘what the hell?’
“No we are not.” She said as certain that the sun will rise again.
“Have we ever been?”
“No.”
“And one last thing, have we ever been romantically involved?” Draven's eyes were on me at this last question but I was numb from the answers she was giving. What type of trick was this?
“No my lord, never...will that be all?” She said with her perfect complexion remaining a calm colour whereas mine felt as though it was burning crimson!
“Yes that will be all...Thank you Celina. You may leave us now.” He said dismissing her and once again we were left alone but my acceptance to this news was not going down well.
“What the hell?” I said looking away from him.
“I apologise for the deception...it was necessary.”
“OH really...I'm just dying to hear this one Draven!” I shouted feeling my passion for him change into distaste for all the lies I had been allowed to believe.
“I had no choice...only now it seems to have been in vain.”
“And why is that, because tonight you decided that you want me and then tomorrow I will be cast aside so you can be engaged again?” It was my true feelings that came flowing out. He looked guilty but he remained strong in believing his reasons.
“Everything I have done with regards to you has been for your best interests whether you choose to believe me or not I speak the truth, sadly I could not take your feelings into account.”
“And why not?”
“Because it was your feelings that I depended on for my plan to work,” he said, making me remember how much my heart was filled with pain the day he was referring to.
“I needed to hurt you so you would stay away from me. I needed you to hate me Keira...it was the only way I could keep you safe.” He was almost pleading with me but I wasn't about to cave yet.
“Safe from what?”
“From me!” He said exasperated as if he really believed it, but I wasn't buying it. It didn't make sense.
“That night you got stabbed was because of me, because of what I am and what I have to be...I wanted to spare you from the weight I have to bear.” And for the first time I saw Draven as a torn man. The power he held was reduced to nothing more than the single thread of a spider. Still I couldn't help but think that I was the one twisting on the end unable to get away.
“I don't understand...what are you talking about....who are you?” I asked but his face was full of sorrow for where this night was now heading. I mean did I even care what he was? I knew the answer, I was too far past the line to turn around and go back to caring. I loved him and I knew that was all that mattered. So before he could answer I walked back up to him and found what I was looking for.
“Actually, I don't think I care.” I said before I reached up on tiptoes to find his lips. At first he was in shock and remained still, until my hands went to his face, then moved around to his hair, pulling him roughly down to me. This woke him from his trace and once again he took all control, reverting back the powerful Draven I had only known him to be...and I liked it. He was after all, my Master and I was his slave. And God, I wouldn't have had it any other way. And I was about to understand the full meaning of why this was a damn good thing!
His hands finally removed my sweater leaving me in my little black t-shirt and gloves. He put his head down inhaling the smell of my hair and he groaned as my arms locked around his waist, where I was finally brave enough to lift his t-shirt up at