Wrath's Genesis

Chapter Forty One

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We're moving.

I barely registered the movement, my body lax and more relaxed than it had ever been before. I was in post orgasmic bliss, my mind absolutely and perfectly blank. I was content, happy to forget all of the consequences of my actions for this one single moment of perfect silence.

Why can't every day be just like this? Why can't my vibrator simulate the kind of godly tongue this man has?

It was ridiculous how amazing he was at granting me mind-blowing orgasms. On top of being one of the sexiest men I had ever met, he just so happens to be amazing at s*x-which you are yet to full sample.

The very thought brought a flush to my features, my mind conjuring up all the kinkiest and nastiest things it could from all the threats and words he had dished out so far. I had no doubt in my mind that he would be incredible in bed. The man screamed sheet-clenching, intense, s*x. I knew-just as I did before and now more so that I have gotten a taste-that this man would ruin me.

But god, why am I so ready to be absolutely destroyed? Why do I want him to do just that to me and so much more?

I considered all possibilities, all scenarios where I would place aside my grudges...where I would get lost in the man who held me in his arms, close to his chest. I fit so perfectly, almost as if it was meant to be.

So why does every scenario you imagine end in catastrophe or disaster? Why does this feel so right yet so wrong?

My mind was a wreck, trying to make sense of the jumbled nonesense within. Which is why I didn't register a damn thing until his beautiful, deep voice broke the silence and the loud chatter within me.

"You are absolute perfection, malyshka. So beautiful, so f*****g perfect...so disobedient. In as much as I enjoy the punishments that come with your defiance, I must remind you of the consequences of your actions. You must be disciplined in ways that are not as pleasurable..."

The longing grin and intense look that had rooted me in spot were now gone, replaced with the familiar glint of mischief that always spelt something completely bad for me. His words registered just as I took stock of my surroundings. We were not in his room, nowhere near mine where I believed we would...

What, Emilia?

What did you imagine this insane, dangerous man would do?

That he would hold you close and lull you to sleep with promises he cannot fulfill?

Did you think he would kiss you, touch you with the same reverence before making love to you into the early hours of the morning?

Did you think he would declare his desire for you-heck, his love?

You have lost all sense of exactly who the hell this man is. He is not the Prince Charming you seem to wish for. He is not a man worthy of your heart, your body or mind. He is danger incarnate, a means to an end for us. He is a line that should never be crossed!

He is the Sun and I am Icarus.

He will burn me, destroy me and follow me to hell just to continue slaying me in the worst ways possible. I cannot keep getting lost in whatever rabbit hole this is. I cannot let myself fall this hard. I have to remember exactly why I'm here, in this marriage and in his presence.

"Wait..."

I protested but the words died on my lips once my husband did what I dreaded. The secure warm hold was gone, replaced with the chill of the pool water that surrounded me. It was a wake up call-in the literal sense. Rage scorched my veins despite the cold of the water as I sunk to the bottom of the pool.

That f*****g bastard. I am going to rip him to shreds. There will be no mercy this time. Nothing will hold me back from my laid out plans.

Resolve engulfed me as I swam back up to the top, breaking through the water with a loud gasp and a mouthful of expletives to throw at my chuckling husband.

"You absolute piece of garbage! f*****g inconsiderate mad man! I will kill you. I swear to god, Soren! I will end your miserable, mean existence and dance around your corpse! I will never forget this, you bastard!"

"It seems I must learn spanish. How else would I be able to take in what seems to be some colorful words? Who knows, you might end up teaching me one new thing or the other..."

I didn't know why his words enraged me so, but not as much as the anger I felt at myself for reverting to my mother's language in anger as I always did when I was particularly pissed. I wanted him to grasp every single one of my threats, to know that I was coming for him and I would not stop until I punished him in the worst ways possible.

"Fuck...No one-none of my enemies can ever replicate the fire that burns in your eyes. It is exhiliaring to see the rage that courses within you. So much passion and resolve to destroy me. I am entranced, enamored and waiting so eagerly for you to show me exactly how far you're willing to go to destroy me. I just know you're going to blow my mind."

His resolve, the bright glint in his eyes that reflected the pool water. He believed his words fervently if the longing in his gaze was anything to go by. I shivered and it certainly had nothing to do wih the water that surrounded me or the smirk on his lips that was so ridiculously beautiful, it threatened to take my breath away.

Although the man before me was an insane bastard, he was also so damn handsome. A crazy bastard whose genuine smirks are enough to bring the butterflies within me to life.

"You have no idea what I have in store for you. I know I've kept you guessing for a little while now but I promise you you won't have to wait for too long. And I assure you, my perfomance will indeed be beyond your wildest dreams. I will make your death a ballad that shall ripple through your word and never be forgotten. Just...watch this space."

I didn't know where the words came from nor the resolve that leaked through but I meant it more than I had ever before.

My husband released a chuckle and small nod before walking off, leaving me stewing in my thoughts and plans that I reviewed on the way back to my own room and in the much needed shower that I reveled in to fight the possible cold I would probably get from the exposure.

I was so engrossed, so lost that I didn't notice the knock on my door or the opening of it until Diesel stood before me at the edge of my bed. Although my heart skipped a fearful beat, I struggled to keep my body in place as I stared down the handsome Sin of Greed who raised an impressed brow, a wide grin on his lips that certainly made him all the more handsome.

He would look even better if it were absolutely sincere and warm...

"As impressive as always, sis-in law. You have some balls of steel on you, though you should probably be more aware of your surroundings next time. Especially with your door open. Might never know who is lurking on the other side."

"Oh, you mean deranged psychopaths like yourself? I'll make sure to watch out."

His chuckle was different, more genuine than any other I had gotten from him. For some reason, it warmed my heart and had me smiling in response at his little bow.

"I would hunt you...but I think my brother has that down peg. It's the only reason you ordered a full war kit from me. Are you really going to go ham on him for real? No half-hearted s**t?"

He seemed genuinely excited, clapping his hands once I nodded and gestured for him to pass me the massive duffel bag.

"No half-hearted s**t. I am going to kill the unkillable...You got me everything I asked you for?"

I declared, earning a nod from Diesel and the mad smirk he always granted me. There was the psychopath I knew and felt oddly closer to.

"Of course. I would never dare try to go against your orders, sis in-law. Especially when such precious information is on the line. When will I get my payment, by the way?"

Scanning the contents within quickly, I smiled in satisfaction as everything that I had been working towards began to come together. My plan could finally begin and the time couldn't have been better. No lingering doubts. Just a thirst for blood.

"Ash and I are having Lunch tomorrow. I will give you everything you need after the meet. A comprehensive explanation of what you need to do to win her attention. It will be information worthy of your service and discreet delivery. I trust my husband has no clue?"

He nodded enthusiastically, confirming what I already knew of him. I knew he would never tell Soren or the rest of his brothers. It would ruin the fun, the mystery and anticipation of being the only one who had an inkling of what was to come. It was our dirty secret and I was just as okay with it as he was thrilled.

Its a necessary evil...a probable gamble that might either benefit me or bite me in the ass down the line...

"Thank you, Diesel. I hope you do enjoy what is to come."

His grin was scary, his eyes filled with a darkness that I was starting to grow familiar with not only from my husband and his brothers but also from my reflection every time I looked in the mirror. They were rubbing off on me. I knew they would, had prepared myself for it.

It's the only way I can fight on an equal playing field with them and somehow manage to win...

"I have no doubt that you shall create a masterpiece, sis in law. I'll be rooting for you."

His words surprised me but not as much as the small, chaste kiss he placed on my hand before he walked off and disappeared into the shadows once more. It was a statement that should not have brought me as much excitement and elation as it did.

Knowing you have someone in your corner isn't the worst way to start this battle...It's reassuring....

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