I was scared to death. I was still trying to process all those dangerous things that had happened to me in less than 48 hours. I tried to flash forward time to see what the next chapter in my life would be, but Merlin cast was still in effect.
After what happened, living alone in my room was a no-no. Arthur had offered me a room in his bizarre place to live until everything was over and I felt safe again. However, I was not sure how wise that would be. I had just met the guy, moving in with him did not sound decent to me. Not to mention that I did not fully trust him. Not yet. He was polite and well mannered, however, there were times I felt nervous with him around. One moment, I felt physically attracted to him, and the next, he made my hair stand up on the back of my neck.
“Ready for another round?” Arthur asked.
“You bet. This time I am going to gouge your eyes out,” I said while playfully batting my eyelashes.
“You wish,” he laughed loudly.
“Don’t kill yourself laughing. Because I’m going to kill you.” I reckoned I did not sound quite threatening as he laughed even louder.
With an unexpected movement, he grabbed my waist with both hands and dropped me down onto the ground.
“Am I hurting you?” he asked as he got on top of me and pinned my hands over my belly.
“You are a crazy bastard. Let me go!”
“You must earn your freedom.” He locked my legs between his thighs.
I tried to free myself from his strong grip, but he kept pushing me down with all the strength of his muscled body.
“Are you crazy?” I could hardly breathe.
“Stop talking and start fighting,” he said, pushing me down with his chest.
“You are batshit crazy!” I yelled as I was suffocating under the weight of his toned body.
“Try harder,” he whispered in my ear. His face was now so close to mine that our noses almost touched.
It was obvious what was on his mind. My arms held on tight onto his neck and when our eyes met, a ripple of excitement shot through my body. My legs were wrapped around his hips. My heart was pounding so hard that I thought it would jump out of my chest.
His gaze at me was so intense, that it took my breath away. I tried to utter a word, but not a single noise came out of my mouth. The heat of his breath fanned across my skin.
His lips moved and a shiver chased itself up my back as I thought he was going to kiss me.
Drops of sweat rolled down my nape and my breasts moved up and down when his lips touched the soft part of my flesh. As if he were hypnotized, he caressed my skin with his lips from my ear to my neck. My soul was conquered with feelings I could not explain, neither comprehend. What I felt was more like pleasure mixed with fear.
My heart pounded faster as he gently unbuttoned my shirt and I shuddered when his hand bared my shoulder. A small cry escaped my mouth and pulled him out of his dream.
“I’m... I’m terribly so... sorry,” he stammered as he drew his head away from mine. Avoiding looking at me, he helped me get back on my feet. Hands shaking, I dusted my clothes off and straighten my shirt.
“What the heck just happened here?” My voice cracked.
“I am so sorry,” he said, bowing his head. “It is my fault. This should not have happened.”
He looked embarrassed like a child caught stealing sweets from the sweets jar.
“I humbly ask for your forgiveness,” he reiterated. “I have been inexplicably nervous since the moment I met you.”
“If anyone should be nervous, it should be me,” I replied hastily, covering again my bare shoulder, and buttoning up my shirt.
“You are right, Gwen. But do not worry, it will not happen again. I would never harm you. I swear,” he whispered, his head humbly bowed.
“You scared the shit out of me. Like I do not already have too much to deal with,” I groaned. “I trusted you and you did not have the decency to be honest with me.”
Walking at a fast pace, I headed back into the apartment with Arthur following me. “I trusted you enough to move into your place. I thought I would be safer here, away from those weirdos who tried to kill me. Obviously, you had an agenda and secrets that you did not want to be revealed. I do not think I will ever be safe with you around.”
My monologue continued as I climbed the staircase, and Arthur kept following me in silence. My face was flushed, and my eyes were wet out of fury and disappointment for the betrayal. “You know what pisses me off the most? That I always frowned upon those girls who so easily put their trust in a good-looking man only because he showed some interest in them. I am such a silly chick, and that is what I am mostly feeling bad for. How could I be so naïve? What did I expect to find in this place? Love? Respect? Wealth? You are obviously a rich guy. Look at this place. Half of it could be a museum of modern art and the rest of it could be Le Louvre. What are you? An antiquities smuggler? How did you come into the possession of all these? Did you steal them? Is that what you really are? A thief? A robber of dreams and hopes? And why did they let you have your own place on the Academy premises? Nothing makes sense to me, and I cannot keep it to myself anymore.”
I turned around
