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Rye knew the exact moment his gaze slid down her face to her chest, as he leaned closer until she could feel his breath on her neck.

Hot and steamy sending shivers down her spine as she felt him lean his muscles against her bosom.

“You want me! You can deny it but I can feel it through the bond we share,”

“Klas!” Rye gasped pushing against him with her eyes closed.

Her eyes snaped open, shocked to feel him pull away something she was convinced he would never do.

“FINE!” His deep voice echoing through the desolate mansion they stood in, after he sent all the servants off.

“I’ll give you five seconds to leave Rye. After that, if you’re still here, I’ll make you regret ever pushing me away.”

“One…”

“Wha-what?”

“Two…”

Rye knew she should leave. Sleeping with Klas was something she had sworn never to do. They were just using each other. She needed his blood, and he needed her to remove the chains that bound his powers.

Yet, the pleasure that thrummed through her body when he had kissed her was unforgettable.

“Four…”

In a panic, Rye finally found the strength to move but by then it was already too late and she saw it in his eyes just as she moved to walk past him.

A cruel glint that made her wish she left when she had the chance to.

“Five…”
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The plan was for the both of them to work together and get what they wanted.

Him-the throne.

Her- the blue stone that would send her back to the human world.

Rye had no idea when the plan changed and less how to adjust to it.

I must kill the man I love.

"How long am I going to have to wait?" Rye heard Klas ask in a cool tone, one that succeeded in making her paranoid heart, calmer than before.

Slowly, Rye walked forward trying not to meet Klas' gaze as she climbed up to the bed.

But even after she was sitting on it, with about four feet of space between them, Rye still felt extremely uncomfortable. Still, she bawled her fists together as she closed the distance between them before Klas could tell her to do so.

'I've touched him before. Why am I acting like this is new?' Rye thought to herself annoyed by the feelings of the bedroom they were in, and the bed seemed to multiply.

"You can put your hand on me!" Klas said right before he closed his eyes, leaning his body slightly to the right towards where Rye sat, instead of lying straight on his back.

If I knew(+18)