Chapter 5

Somewhere else not very far from Maele's cozy cottage was Joran lost in his thoughts,his soul disturbed.

Joran stood shirtless in front of the only mirror he had which had a crack in the top left corner. He stared at his reflection, his jaw clenched tightly as frustration radiated off him like steam. Jaron had always known how handsome he was. In fact he made sure that he was pleased to look at all times.

Grabbing a bottle from the desk beside him,he hurled it at the wall missing the mirror by just an inch. The scent of woodsmoke and sweat filled the air. He had a lot of work that he was supposed to complete today but instead he was busy chopping wood for Serelina who didn't even appreciate his effort. His mind was clouded with more anger than pain.

"I really want to wipe that smile off her face" he growled under his breath,his voice coming out in forceful pants. "How can she still see me the way she sees other men? Even after all I've done for her?"

Grabbing a towel from the cost rack,he wiped the sweat from his forehead roughly. The image of her face appeared in his head every time he closed his eyes. The way her sea glass eyes glistened when she was excited. The way her cherry soft lips poured softly when disappointed. He wanted to own all of that. He wanted her.

He hadn't expected her to reject him considering their financial condition. He had tried for so long, waited patiently, tried so hard to be good but yet… she still rejected his advances. He'd made sure to bring meat to them, foodstuffs,woods.

What more did she want?

Who the hell did she think she was?

Letting out a frustrated cry,he punched the mirror causing it to break into smaller pieces before heading towards the small bathroom joined to his bedroom. Moving the rusty bolt in place,he pushed the door open, its hinges creaking before stepping inside.

Water poured down on him as he turned the faucet on.

Joran froze as a sound came from behind him.

He only relaxed when he felt long slender fingers sliding down his chest. They felt warm against his cold skin. The fingers glided over his taut chest, trailing slowly down his bare, wet back.

His muscles relaxed as though a heavy weight had just been lifted off his shoulder.

He let out a tired sigh, frustration and anger suddenly engulfing him.

"You never listen and that's one thing I hate about you. I told you that this isn't going to work" he growled, slapping her hands away from his body. "I'm in love with another woman, don't you understand?"

The young woman was startled as she had not expected the outburst. She let out a breathless laugh acting as though she wasn't affected by his sudden change in attitude. "You must have had a really long day. You look so… tensed"

She whispered into his ears,her voice silken and practiced. Pressing her chest against his back, her nipples hardening she curled her fingers around the band of his pants.

That did nothing to calm him, instead it only got him angrier as he thought of a certain someone. He stood conflicted between his mind and his lustful body.

"Damn" he hissed softly holding her wrist stopping her from going any further. "How did you even get into my house? Did you take my keys?"

She moved around him, coming to stand in front of him with fluid grace. Her long black hair cascaded down her spine dripping with water framing her olive skin. She stared up at him, sadness crossing her unnaturally violet eyes. Everyone had thought that she was a witch when she was born because of her unnatural eye color but after some time everyone came to love it.

A sly smile curled on her lips. "I'll never tell unless you get it out from me… some other way"

Curling her free hand around his wrist, she raised it to her chest until his palm was cupping her left breast. His grip around her wrist loosened and she took that moment to curl her hand behind his neck pulling him closer,her lips brushing against his.

"I don't know when you'll wake up and stop chasing lost girls who have no interest in you. It's becoming embarrassing" She whispered in one breath before kissing him hungrily.

At first he didn't reciprocate the kiss.

Then his lips began to move.

Letting out a strangled groan,he deepened the kiss, his hand coming to curl around her throat. The kiss turned feverish as they both tried to dominate the other. Her fingers trailed down her back while his grip around her neck tightened slightly but not too much to suffocate her. She arched into him,slow sensual moans leaving her lips.

The kiss slowly turned from sensual to painful. Joran kissed her harder, biting into her lips as though he was trying to forget.

He tried to imagine that it was Serelina that had her hands around him but that only made him angrier.

She pushed against his chest noticing the sudden change in the air and he pulled away reluctantly, their lips swollen and skin flushed. She searched his face for something that showed that he cared about her even a little bit but there was none.

And all she found was a man wanting something he could never have.

"Let's leave the bathroom,the water is already too cold" she said, catching his hand as she pulled him from the bathroom.

She climbed onto the bed,her wet body soaking the mattress draping herself across it as though she were a cat. Her fingers brushed through her silky soft hair in a seductive way.

She waited for him to join her but he just stood watching her blankly. Pouting, she said, crossing her hands across her chest. "Why are you still standing there? You have a willing woman on your bed and yet you can't stop thinking about that strange mute girl. What does she have that's missing in me? If you wanted her so badly,then why do you still come back to me? Am I here just so you can fulfill your sexual needs?"

Joran expression hardened as he walked towards her stopping just at the edge of the bed. "Don't talk about her," he said roughly. "I warned you from the beginning but you chose to fall in love. I'm in love with another."

Nyla shook her head smiling sadly as she crawled closer to him.

"This isn't the time to talk about any other thing either"