Chapter # 11

In his luxurious room, Nathaniel was using his phone while whistling. He was passing his time while Zariah was showering. But soon he received a text from his best man. ‘Your prediction was right after all that day. So are you enjoying your honeymoon period?' A mischievous smirk came to his lips, feeling proud of how perfectly things were in his palm and no one could disobey. Everything was according to what he wanted. ‘I most certainly am,' Suppressing a chuckle, he replied and leaned back to think about how Zariah managed to reach his hospital in the first place. EARLIER, 'She will definitely come looking for me. He would use her," Nathaniel, whose shift just ended, told his partner, Mark, about the file which Zariah was going to steal. 'So where do you want me to hide the file?" Mark asked casually, checking the file, replacing real papers with fake ones. 'In my hideout near the hospital so when you shoot her they will take her to me," Nathaniel shrugged. 'But your shift ends in the evening," 'Take out your wife on that day so I could do the night duty," He added nonchalantly, sitting on the table while twirling a dagger around his fingers before hitting the bullseyes as usual. 'Okay," Mark hummed, turning to him again, 'And then?" 'You take the file. It is your hard work anyways and I take the woman," Nathaniel ordered, not caring much about the file. It was secured with his man after all. 'It won't take me a heartbeat to make her mine again." The fact she tried to steal it didn't bother him but she did it on Zoran's words- it did. Exhaling, he pushed his hair behind. He smirked to himself, thrilled for the moment he would find her again. 'I have let my Zari go loose freely for a long period. This is the time she remains where she belongs. Right next to me," NOW, Back in his dimly lit room, he put his phone away, closing his eyes. He was on the couch, still in white shirt, roughly rolled sleeves with three buttons opened and black pants. Immersed in his thoughts, he leaned his head back, facing the ceiling. Surrounded by his troubles and problems, he knew his actions were going to be unfavorable- that made him frown. While he was lost, the person he adored the most came. She noticed the distress gleaming on his face. Yet smiled and decided to sit on the ground so she could place her head on his lap. The second he sensed his beloved on the ground- he almost panicked. 'Hey- hey what are you doing-" He was about to push her off but she tightened her grip on him, closing her eyes gracefully with a smile. 'I am exhausted, Nathaniel, let me rest," He gradually stopped, glancing at the woman who was holding him as if nothing else in this mattered to her. As if she had become a prisoner of his love, with pleasure. She looked so peaceful, so relaxed as if she was gathered in his arms and eventually he melted too, running his fingers down her locks. 'Zari," He called her using his affectionate tone. 'Hmm?" Upon witnessing the intensity of her emotions- because since she came, she didn't bother to ask about the world- her world was him. Not asking about her guards, her work, her possessions, the file; nothing at all. And why would she ask? What she wanted the most was with her after all. Licking his lips when such thoughts sink in him, he shivered. It felt delightful to imagine that he was chosen.... Again. So sliding his finger under her chin, placing their head adjacent, he decided to hear further from his worshiper. 'What can you do for me?" He asked huskily, eyes traveling to her lips, becoming breathless, senseless in her proximity. She beautifully chuckled, lowering her gaze shyly that enhanced his thrill to no extent. 'What can this worshiper of your existence ‘not' do for you?" The temptation in her resonance made his heart skip a beat. His urges overflowed, staring intensely at the devoted woman who lifted her gaze and continued. 'I can perish in your love-" Before it could turn him insane, he pressed his thumb on her lips to refrain her from speaking further- else he won't be himself. 'Shh, don't say further," Ah, the side of Zariah he was dying to witness but she masked behind her emotionless nature and now- ‘All' of it belonged to him. Finally, 'What can you do?" She smirked, teasing him. Moving her hand across his leg to upward so she could grab his shirt and keep him dangerously close to feel his minty breaths forming goosebumps all over her. He arched an eyebrow, smirking back, 'What have I not done?" 'Hey, just asking for fun like you did-" She giggled, poking his heart but he became serious in a split second. 'No, I was asking seriously." He blinked, 'Come again?" 'Yeah, I thought about seeing if my magic is still the same or not." He shrugged his shoulders, leaning back once again but it made her mouth gape. 'Why do you think it's not the same? Are you belittling my feelings?" Hissing, she hit his chest, evoking pure amusement from him at her reaction. Obviously, he knew she was blindly, madly, hopelessly devoted to him… to the point she would be how ‘he' wanted her to be. 'You-" She was about to get up but he held her arm, keeping her in position to remain between his legs so he could indulge in the view. 'No, no, I didn't mean them like this," He called softly, circling his thumb over but she rolled her eyes. 'No-" She was about to get up but he raked his fingers in her locks after pissing her off deliberately. 'Do you truly think I wouldn't know?" Her body reacted to the sudden yank, staring at the man with rapid breaths accompanied by a shiver when he was too close to her face. 'Then-" 'Just teasing you, Sweetheart," He suppressed a chuckle, brushing his lips in her ears to capture her entirely in the sheet of his enticement. Snaking his other hand around her neck to lock her body possessively and intensely into his. Opening her mouth slightly with his thumb, intoxicating her, giving the wrong impression of a kiss. And the second she closed her eyes to feel the warmth, he suppressed a wicked laugh and moved back. Testing her barely existing patience- it was already weak in his matter. 'Nathaniel?" She called innocently, sending sparks down his spine but he remained stoic as she stared at him with all her passion. Noticing her desperation, he became serious gradually. The lust, the need, the longing was something he saw for the first time. How she was losing her breaths, losing her bodily functions to him, curling her toes due to anxiousness so to relax her, he rested his forehead against hers. 'Zari," 'Yes?" 'Become all mine, we both have waited enough," He demanded openly, pressing her body into his so he could lift her up and make her sit in his laps. She blushed at first when he bluntly spoke but soon melted and held his shoulders, murmuring. 'How can you expect me to say no to that beautiful invitation?" He offered his hand sincerely, 'Then take me hand and enter my world," At his offer, she gave up, on her life, on her world, on everything. All she ever wanted was him and that invitation allowed her to abandon everything and embrace him and his world. 'With pleasure,"