Chapter 8
RAINEY
Overcoming Silas Valetti required so much manpower, emotional strength, and a body that could resist deep seduction.
Well, I, Rainey Wyatt, had none of those.
Desire clung to my skin like a damn corset as I watched Silas pull off his shirt.
His muscles… God, I wanted to touch his body so badly.
I bit my lips as he moved his hand down the band of his pants.
Was he really going to take those off too?
"Silas, w… what on earth are you doing tearing your clothes off like that?" My lips trembled, and my body ached. I was so hot—too hot not to lose myself sooner.
He smirked, that kind of smirk that made you want to kneel before him.
"I gave an order, Rainey, for you to strip for me, but…" He paused, loosening his belt. "Since you're not going to do it... Oh heavens, I won't push you."
"What does my disobedience have to do with you getting all naked?" I squinted, confused.
He rose to his feet, moving closer to me in slow steps. I lifted my gaze to meet his, and when he moved the eye patch from his other eye, my breath hitched in my throat.
Jesus. This man is unbelievably beautiful.
Who on earth would have two different colored eyes?
Silas Valetti. A devil carefully molded by the gods.
"Oh, now you know you're disobedient, right?" The corner of his mouth rose into a sneer, and the moment he flashed that scornful yet sexy look at me, goosebumps prickled my skin.
"Come closer. Do not move away," he rasped in my ear as he pulled me closer. "Let Daddy feel your heat."
"D… Daddy?" I frowned. "You're not my daddy. My dad is dead, and you killed him, Silas."
"Tsk tsk, my dear Rainey." He clicked his tongue, running his fingers through his silky hair. "Don't be so naive. Don't you read romance?"
I looked away. "Don't ask me questions and stay away from me."
"How am I supposed to feel your heat if I'm far away?"
"I don't want you to feel… my heat."
He licked his lips, moving his hand down to grip my thigh tightly. "Feel my heat then."
"S… stop." My breath hitched low as his hand moved further up. "Stop this madness," I said, but he wouldn't listen, and my body was too weak to resist his dominance.
"Will you take off your clothes now, or do you want me to help you?" he asked, lifting my chin to meet his piercing gaze.
"I…" My voice broke. "I want to keep my clothes on."
"But I want them scattered on the floor. You're already half-naked; it wouldn't be too difficult to take off your dress," he replied, rolling up my dress and running his hand along my abdomen. His palm squeezed it, kissing my skin like foam.
The longer his hand lingered on my skin, the stronger my need deepened.
"Keep your eyes on mine."
My heart raced, and I couldn't look away. He leaned in, closing the distance between us.
I didn't know whether to pull away or melt under his touch. It was just too hard to resist him.
I was swallowed in his embrace. It felt like it was just the two of us in this world, and I couldn't break free from his looming presence, even though it screamed nothing but doom.
A cold shiver ran down my spine when his lips met mine. He kissed me… and I liked it.
I felt exposed yet strangely safe in his presence.
Rainey, you aren't supposed to be doing this. You're not supposed to feel this way about this man.
Not Silas Valetti. Any man but him. Not the monster who murdered your father in cold blood, stabbing him several times in the belly and watching life slip away from him.
"Silas…" His finger slid through my panties, and the next minute I was naked, my dress and underwear lying at his feet.
I tilted my head, giving him more room to devour my lips. He kissed me like he owned every part of me, his mouth dominating mine—hungry and unrelenting.
A moan slipped from my lips when he bit my neck.
"S… Silas."
"I know just how to make you dance to my tunes."
He lifted me in his arms, my thighs curling around his back. As I watched that cruel grin spread across his lips, I realized I had given myself to the devil on a platter of sparkling gold.
"What do you think you can do to make up for your mistakes? Tell me, Tequila."
My brow widened. "Kill you?"
"Argh." He groaned, spanking my ass. "Don't be silly."
"I… I really don't know what to do." I stuttered. "What do you want me to do for you?"
"Smart." A teasing smile curled on his lips as he leaned closer. "Have you ever heard of pleasure?"
"Pleasure?"
"You act too innocent, and it sometimes annoys me. Have you ever had a boyfriend?" he asked, his eyes gleaming with keen interest.
I gulped. "Umm… You've been monitoring me all my life. You should know."
I was only trying to escape his question. The truth is I had never had a partner; no one had ever called me 'baby'—not romantically.
For some reason, I suddenly felt ashamed of myself.
Silas must think I'm so inexperienced.
Wait, why do I even care?
Right. I'm going crazy. In fact, I have already gone crazy.
"I know what you are, you little rat." He placed me on the bed, positioning himself between my thighs. "You've never been in a relationship with anyone. But today, I'm going to unleash my sexy magic and completely captivate your innocent mind."
"W…what the hell?"
What was he doing, moving his tongue down my abdomen like that???
"Do you know what this is called?"
Before I could answer, there was a knock on the door.
"Capo, we've got a problem."
Silas groaned as he picked up his clothes from the floor and zipped up his pants.
My gaze fell; I felt a bit disappointed that he was leaving after getting me so turned on.
I jolted when he stopped at the door, gripping the doorknob. "I'll be back for you."