Dominion

Crave

"I can't understand what you're saying, Rosé." Gabriel scowled and shook his head in disbelief.

"Because you refuse to understand. We have to give him a chance." I replied, trying to persuade him.

"It's like you're speaking in tongues I don't recognize..." he muttered breathily, his breath unstable due to frustration. "How in the world can I do that? He's insulted you and hurt you and most of all, we are natural enemies... Are you forgetting that?!" He added, now raising his voice.

Gabriel is always very calm back when he was still an archangel. I completely understand that he's new to feeling human emotions and right now, I feel like he's going to erupt.

He never liked the idea of working with a demon, what more now that I'm trying to convince him to change one.

"I may have looked at him as an enemy before but now, it's different. Gabriel, he has a half mundane body and he also feels the emotions like what you're feeling right now. His emotions give me the upper hand... I want to take that opportunity to save him while he still has emotions." I argued calmly.

He scoffs, shaking his head. He bit his lower lip and averted his gaze then rested both his hands on his waist before put his weight on one foot.

"Emotions could help, Gabe. It may be confusing for the rest of us but it's what makes us human." I touched his shoulder.

"You have to remember that. You're also human... I know it's just temporary but would you rather hate on him during your time here or help him change?" I asked hoping he would fall to it. I took a step closer to him and he turned his head to look at me and sighed.

"Even if I agree to it, how can I help him change when he hates me?" He asked calmly.

"Just don't respond to his arrogance and rudeness?" I suggested, more on asking him to do this for me.

"I'll try. Just... just help me in controlling myself." He finally agreed. "These emotions are so inconvenient."

Feeling accomplished, I smiled and gave him a hug, wrapping my arm around him over his shoulder. He, in turn, wrapped his arms around my waist and sighed again.

"I have to tell you something." He muttered which made me pull from our embrace.

"Hmm?"

"I've been thinking of you." He looked straight in my eyes as he kept his hold on my waist.

"Why?"

"I don't know. My mind kept thinking about when you cried for him. I even couldn't sleep because of that. It's like my chest compresses tightly whenever it comes to my mind, it's making me want to put my fist on his face... but when your face comes to my mind..." He muttered, trailing off at the end with the softest expression but at the same time, confused.

My eyes squinted at the moment as I look at him in scrutiny, processing what he had just said.

He can't be saying...? Nah...

"Thank you for worrying about me." I smiled and pinch his cheeks.

"Is that what it is? Worry?" He asked, tilting his head.

"Of course," I answered perkily.

I brought Gabriel to the house again. When he saw Jacob, his jaw clenched while the taller man just averted his gaze from him and lazily sat down on the bench in the garden.

William was playing with Charcoal, running around while his pup chases over him.

"Welcome back, Master Gabe." Thomas greeted.

Gabe smiled at him sweetly before going over where Jacob is to sit with him. At least he's trying, but I hope the other guy would also chill down and cooperate.

But as Thomas said, I can't expect Jacob to change overnight.

---**Jacob's POV:

He sat beside me and crossed his leg. For a while, he just watches William and Rosé play with the pupper.

I don't know who he is and why he kept coming back to this house but I feel like I have seen him before. My memory's usually good but even if I think hard about it for a whole day, I still couldn't recall where I've seen him. His face is awfully too familiar. He's just a human but there's something more to him but I can't pinpoint what it is.

Another thing that pisses me off is he's always with her. I've avoided her for a week because he was with her. I may have vanished from their sight but that doesn't mean I wasn't there.

He was also making a move to get close to William. And he is good... just like her.

My competition against the boy keeps pilling up. 4 to 1 is so f*****g fair. Plus, what's making it really difficult was that the boy was born good.

He's my brother yet he's good.

My f*****g mundane brother that my old man chose is good. How the f**k did that happen?

"Jacob," the man beside me called softly. I didn't bother to turn my head or to respond to him and just kept my gaze on both the boy and Rosé.

"You're a half mundane... and half-demon..." he stated.

She told him?... She must've. She's the only one who knows I was a halfbreed.

"That means, you're susceptible to either man-made or hallowed weapons." he continued.

Is he's threatening me?...

"Psssh... Tell me something I don't know..." I stated after a scoff.

"Touch Rosé again... and I won't hesitate to-"

"Kill me? Just go ahead. Your petty threats won't work..." I scoffed again.

But then again, this is about that girl. He's threatening me because I hurt her.

Does he fancy her?

A smirk grew on my lips as the thought that he could be jealous of me could help in so many ways.

Oh, this is gonna be fun.

"Aside from being half mundane, did she ever tell what we do every night?" I asked.

I saw from my peripheral that he turned his head to my direction, throwing death glares at me and with that, a triumphant smile formed on my lips.

"The things I do with her before I feed on her blood." I turned and look at his scowling face, stating as it as if all the words that came out my mouth were of lust. Then, I notice how his hands curled, showing me his fist that's resting upon his lap.

"She has such soft, smooth skin. The warmth of her breath, the taste of her lips, of her skin... how she reacts every time my lips touch-"

"Gabe?" She called, interrupting me from what I was telling him.

"Come here. William says he wants you to take him and puppy inside to eat." She asked cheerfully as she ran towards our direction then pulled the guy beside me from his seat.

I looked at how she touched him, how she pulled his hand and how he held on to her.

Look at how happy she is holding his hand...

Why the f**k Willaim ask for him?

Without knowing it, I was scoffing on my own while shaking my head, finding everything ridiculous.

Rosé then crouched on the boy's level and talk to him before the boy picked up the pupper and left with that guy.

She then walked towards me with her arms crossed and at the same time, glaring.

"What were you telling him?" She asked.

But instead of answering, I questioned her, "Who is he?"

"I told you, he's a friend." She replied.

"Yeah, an old friend, you said. Why did he just suddenly appear after you got William? And before I knew it, he's here every day. Why isn't he visiting before?" 

"He just came back to this country recently. What's your problem? You're the one who suddenly appeared and decided to live here as if this is your own property. You don't get to ask me questions because you're a freeloader." She retorted back.

I rolled my eyed before standing up and snarl, "You f*****g told him I'm half mundane and he knows I'm susceptible to hallowed weapons."

She looked taken aback, also taking a step back as her arms fall on her sides.

"You're the only one who saw me burn with your dagger's touch." I continued.

I revealed my weakness to her so that at the right time, her hands will be dirtied and William will witness it. I was setting a trap so she could kill me in front of the kid. But here she is, tattle-tailing my weakness to her old friend.

I even f*****g starved myself to prove the weakness to her and so I could also gain her trust, even telling her things I never meant.

But why do I feel like I'm betrayed?

This is what my plan is but why do I feel vulnerable?

And I can't f*****g stop ranting about it.

"Tell me, Rosé... are you plotting to kill me? You're the only one who knows when I'm most vulnerable..."

Why am I even confronting her about this?

I'm messing up my own game plan.

"I would never... Jake, I may have told him your half mundane but I will never tell him your weakness." She stepped forward and reached for my arm.

"Yeah, that bit needs a common sense, doesn't it? Which you don't have right this moment, do you?" I taunted.

"If ever I'm plotting something, that is to change you which I've already told you about..." her fingers and soft palm slid from my arm to my hands while looking at me with those eyes that dazzle with all sincerity.

Whenever she looked at me like this, whenever she casually touches me...

Dang it...

When have I been susceptible to temptation?

My hand reaches for her soft cheek while leaning down to her face. The distance of our lips was only an inch away when suddenly...

"Rosé." That Gabe guy called.

"Fuck..." I mouthed in annoyance.

I hate his f*****g voice.

I licked before biting my lower lip, seizing all movements. Rosé lips were already slightly open for me and her eyes were gazing over my lips. She then turned her head and look at her friend while I stood straight, hand retreating before crossing my arms as my eyes roll in annoyance.

"Lunch is ready." He said, glaring at the both of us.

"Okay, we're coming." She answered, smiling sweetly at him.

He kept his ground and gaze focus at her as if he's waiting for her to move and go over where he is.

"We'll be there, Gabe..." she said, emphasizing all the words with a look as if there's a hidden message. His eye twitched and his jaw clenches before he surrendered, turning his back on us to go inside.

I automatically frowned at their gesture.

He's a long-time friend of hers and of course, they must've had that connection where they will understand each other just by looking.

"He has such great timing." She chuckles as she looks up at me.

"Tell me about it..." I scoffed before she suddenly pulled me by the shirt, clenching both her fists with my shirt's collar, catching my lips with her own.

So soft... so sweet...

I wasn't expecting she would steal a kiss. But the annoyance I just felt went to drain.

My hands automatically pulled her waist, eliminating the distance between us before I wrap my arms around her. Her fists that were once clenching my shirt's collar earlier now slides to my neck, wrapping her arms around my nape, caging me back inside her arms in return. Her hand brushes on the back of my head then her fingers clench my hair softly.

I slide my tongue in and explore her mouth, making her moan softly with the delightful kiss we're sharing and at that point, her scent changes again.

Her sweet scent becomes intoxicatingly sweet and it's addicting.

I hate it...

It's driving me crazy...

But, I have to stop.

Even if I crave for her... I even if I want her... I have to stop...

I don't wanna smell this scent anymore.

I don't wanna taste her blood anymore.

I have to stop before I lose control.

I pulled away from the kiss even if I still wanted to continue to devour her sweet lips before huffing a breathe that hits my face.

Everything smelled so f*****g sweet.

"What was that about?" I asked, playing it cool like I wasn't affected. A smirk formed on my lips as we both keep our arms around each other.

"Kiss me again?" She asked, pushing the back of my head to her as she caught my lips once again.

I complied and kiss her once more... more eagerly this time. But I realized...

I'm f*****g torturing myself...

I wanna feed on her. I wanna suck her dry...

I wanna drink all of it. But I can't...

It really baffles me why... why can't I just do it?

It's no longer important whether she leads me to Gabriel or not. My rival will come as long as Wiliam is beside me. That's the tale as old as time, the prophecy, both good and evil fighting over a human.

She no longer has any use to me...

But I can't do it...

I pulled away once again, trying to restrain myself from my growing lust over her blood because she's only one more kiss away from being bitten.

"Why do I miss you?" She whispered.

It caught me off-guard, feeling an irregular beat on my chest.

The f**k is this?

"I have no idea," I replied in a whisper, answering both her and my own.

I have no idea what the hell she is doing to me?

I wanna drain her of her blood and keep her with me at the same time.

But even if I knew something's not right with me, I still get completely lost with her kiss.