The Demon’s Bride

Even if Ian told her to focus on the sad things and dark sorcerers, she can't help but to be conscious of every lightest move Ian made. She felt how close he was and her hand that settled above her skirt moved to the couch behind her, crumpling the cushion.

Elise in her pure mind try to erase whatever thought she had that make her feel like a scandalous girl. This would not have happened if it wasn't for Ian's suggestive words about his bed and others things he told her. When she strayed away from thinking anything about him, the thought resurface, making her feeling like she was caged in a maze where every corners she would be found by Ian.

"I will try again," she wasn't sure if it would ever work with Ian beside her but she felt she was going on something important and another try was needed to see the result. "But I have a request, please do not distract me."

She tied to be strict to herself by not putting any thought to Ian but with him just one hand palm away from her, she would never able to set her mind straight.

"Bold girl," remarked Ian as he whistled, "You remember the day when we were in the library sitting together?" Elise tried to remember it and she nodded, "It seemed you have taken my advise to become more stubborn. But this is a problem," drawled Ian his finger instead of leaving her chin upon her request climbed higher to the side of her face, rubbing her earlobe and Elise closed her right eye when feeling the tickle.

"What's the problem? I might be able to help," Elise blurted out her words, and immediately pursed her lips as soon as the word leave her mouth.

Ian's red eyes enjoyed how her expression changed every time his finger rubbed her, it made him beguiled to touch more on the places his hands hadn't rubbed yet to know how her expression would bloom to the fullest. Looking at her his tongue sneaked to rub his upper lips.

"The problem is I don't want to," came his simple words that made Elise's eyes to look a little defiant at him. "Sway my mind and I will stop disturbing you."

Elise pulled her brows at his devilish expression. She could tell the way he was staring her felt as if he was a predator wanting to devour her. Like a lamb in front of a lion. What was Master Ian thinking? She thought Ian was about to help her to find out reason why the window broke but here he was doing things opposite of what he ordered.

"H-how?" Her face turned to look at him. The closer they were, Elise could feel her body wanting to move back and when she did, her back pressed to the armrest, letting her to know that she had been trapped like a mouse on a cheese trap.

"I don't know," Ian shrugged his shoulders with an oblivious expression, "You can try, nothing will start without trying. There are many ways you could do to stop me from bothering you, come on and have a try," Ian's finger slipped on her dress which had a long sleeve.

The way Ian had spoken was as if he was a mouthwatering cheese and she was a mouse who was put in one locked room. The cheese, however, could speak and right at this moment, it was offering her to take a bite.

"I don't know how," she honestly confessed and her eyes stared at his lips.

"Sweetheart, there should be some way. Move the cogs in your head and you will be able to find something," Ian leaned backward to let Elise take a breathe as she didn't seem to notice how hard she had hold her breaths.

Elise looked around the room. The very presence of Ian made her unable to focus and she wondered if she should start by putting a cover over Ian so she wouldn't be under his continuous gaze. But that would be too rude and to say frankly Elise like to admire Ian's handsome face. Although at times that could be a problem.

Everything inside the room doesn't help her either and she knew the only for her not to be distracted is for a wall to be created between them but that was impossible. Her eyes then fell at the large wardrobe.

Ian who had been following her gaze, rolled his eyes, "No, I will not be entering the wardrobe, what are trying to do by making me enter that? I have claustrophobia."

"I was not thinking of that," at some point she did but Elise retracted her thought. "Would you like something in exchange so you would not bother me?"

"That is a very intriguing offer," Ian twisted his lips, his hand rubbing his bottom lips that were full and his black hair fell over from his ears. "Alright, I would agree after hearing what would exchange to tame me. I have to tell you that even tying your hands is not enough."

Elise lifted her brows, her head tilting. Why would she tie her hand in the first place and how would it be a good reward?

"What do you think I should do?" asked Elise, offering Ian to reply when in truth she was confused.

"Who knows, you are the one who are to make the offer not me," Ian pulled her hair playing with it before he tucked the lock behind her ears, his hand instead of leaving stayed longer, "Since you are having a trouble, what about this idea. Sleep here with me tonight, I promise not to do anything to you."

Elise was startled, she looked hesitant and after taking some times she shook her head, "I think I will go back now."

"Where, to your room?" inquired Ian, his voice dropping and she felt her heart dropped along with it. Elise was seen to be wanting to flee away from the room but not that he allow her to. Ian would not let her leave his room until he felt satisfied or if he couldn't, he would like something from his sweet girl to curb him from the needy desire he felt.

"I mean the glass," corrected Elise and she took the glass to her hands.

"Pity," Ian sound unamused and disappointed that Elise decided to work on her own will to focus on the glass. "You could have agreed to me and we would have fun," the fun, thought Elise. What kind of fun does he meant? She doubt it was playing trump before sleeping. Master Ian knew more fun games on the bed and somewhere she knew it well despite never feeling it on the first hand.

Ian could tell how he had poisoned Elise's mind. Her driven snowy white mind was slowly colored in his dye to have Elise anticipate of things she didn't know. Ian knew how to make use of her curiosity. He knew how to handle people and women but his way to Elise was different. He want to bring her slowly to his world and change her timid self while she still hold her own conviction and beliefs.

He had seen the effect and continued to do so. At times such as this he can't help to unleash his mean side to taint her and his sweet girl was far more stubborn than he thought that she hadn't yielded on him yet.

"You know I rarely sleep but I feel that sleeping with you would make me feel relaxed and know what humans enjoy by sleeping," Ian looked at his fingernails as if checking to see something before looking at her, "I can tell how warm your body is when my hand touch you skin. Do you know that sleeping together is perfect for the winter in Warine?"

Elise can't hold her expression when she heard Ian explaining her body. She wish she could find a pillow to cover her face and she tied not to meet his red eyes that constantly stared at her in intensity.

"Sleeping together is for married couple, I-I don't think I can do that now," whispered Elise who hope Ian would leave her from saying more words as her face was heating that she wondered if she has a fever. As she looked at Ian she felt curious and ask, "Can't you sleep well at night, Ian?" asked Elise and a tinge of concern was noticeable and Ian being not a good man love to use this side of her concern for his advantage.

"Yes I can't. I slept but not as well as anyone would be. When I sleep, I see no dream and feels nothing when waking up. I could still be healthy even if I don't sleep for a year which why I don't find any joy in taking a rest," explained Ian who had always been open to her. "I am curious if you will teach me the joy of sleeping in the future."