Wrath's Genesis

Chapter Fourteen

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There was a nervous kind of tension in the air as the once unoccupied room was turned into my new bedroom. It should be a calm environment. Just moving my bags into the room and unpacking them into the grand walk in closet. Not too complicated, right?

Wrong.

Because my husband had decided to pout and glare at the activity that was currently ongoing. His sour puss attitude was back with a vengeance and, for a moment, I was reluctant about my decision but then his infuriating demands reminded me exactly why I was doing this in the first damn place.

After his declaration that had left me speechless and breathless, we had been close. Close enough that were either of us to lean forward just a little bit more, the fireworks and unhinged lust we had experienced at the Church would be back. I almost felt like a junkie, drunk on the incredible kisses that Soren had to offer.

I had had a taste and now, I was insatiable, literally trying to control myself from indulging my baser instincts.

Pleasure coursed through me once I realised that I was not insane. He wanted me just as much if not more and the angry growl that escaped the deepest depth of him when a knock sounded on the door was proof enough. We had been interrupted by one of the maids on his staff, the meek woman requesting to know if they should unpack my clothes in his room as earlier ordered.

The outcome of the loaded statement was an argument about the fact that I would NOT be sharing a room with Soren. He had found my statement ridiculous- had the nerve to tell me I was being dramatic- and the argument had resorted into my Latina side coming forth and reminding him that I did not belong to him.

That had shut him up-shockingly- and no counter statements had been dished out. Just grudging, displeased silence as he stood off to the side and let the three maids- who had scampered away at the beginning of our argument and returned at the sign of peace- begin the unpacking process.

The women were still unsettled, though, each of them jumping and whimpering at any kind of movement Soren made, no matter how small. His phone had been ringing incessantly during his brooding and watchful session but the glaring man hadn't even glanced at the machine.

No, he had made it his life's mission to intimidate everyone around him.

Does he really think his mere, irritated presence will make the women change their minds and move my things over to his room?

It sounded like a ridiculous thought but seeing their shaking forms and uneasy glances his way showcased just how on edge they were. They would probably give in if he so much as sneezed. Damn his intimidating and broody energy.

"Don't you have somewhere else to be? You know, taking over the world or something? I am sure it is way more important than watching us unpack."

I declared, raising a brow at his scowl directed my way. The women seemed stunned into silence, each of them clearly waiting for my death or otherwise for having the audacity to face off with him. Their shocked glances would have been amusing were it not telling of the kind of power Soren held wherever he was.

It was both terrifying and fascinating as hell.

Let's not forget sexy...but that's probably your depraved demons talking...

"I already have taken over most of the world...It is certainly not as entertaining as taking stock of how many lace panties I need to add to your collection? I never pegged you for a thong girl but I guess you can't judge a book by its cover. Not that I'm complaining, though. I like what I see..."

His grin was so f*****g handsome and infuriating at the same time. A flush settled over me, embarassment clear in my features and my actions even as I stormed towards my chuckling husband and pushed him out of my new room.

"This is a no go f*****g zone, Soren. From now on, this part of the house is my domain and you are not allowed within. Now go away, you creep."

I declared, my words earning me a genuinely amused chuckle from Soren that genuinely sent warmth and butterflies throughout the entirety of my body as I watched him raise his hands in surrender.

I didn't know why that singular action elicited a level of excitement within me. Maybe it was because the great King of Sin, who had never surrendered in the face of whatever was thrown at him, was now backing down at my demands.

"Creep...you wound me, malyshka. But I shall comply despite the fact that you're being a hypocrite. What happened to what's mine is yours and vice versa?"

I gaped at his argument, my reaction seemingly amusing him as he folded his arms across his chest and watched me. One simple action and yet my panties were soaked, longing for those strong arms to hold me real tight while he took me.

Maldito infierno...you have lost your damn mind, Emilia...

I rolled my eyes at the fact that he was trying to justify hanging around my room and for a genuine moment, I wanted to indulge him. I wanted to mirror his smile and let him explore my panty drawer to his heart's content. It was such a surprising thought, my heart stuttered in my chest whilst my mind struggled and scrambled to remind me why that would be a bad f*****g idea.

"There you go trying to rationalize being a creepy stalker. Since you probably don't interact with real humans because you're too busy doing shady s**t and I doubt the people around you have the balls to tell you, I'll offer you some advice just this once. Being a stalker- not normal human behavior. You would be jailed for that kind of s**t, you know."

I shrugged, keeping a straight face despite the small smile that settled across his lips as he shook his head at my antics. It was oddly satisfying to have elicited such a sincere emotion from him and I waited excitedly for his response only it didn't come. Instead, his phone that had been ringing incessantly before chose to chime up at that very f*****g moment and thereby ruin the moment.

Stupid damn phone...How dare you ruin my chance at a glimpse into knowing my husband a little more?

My anger against the small piece of technology doubled at the sight of the frown that took over his features which disappeared as soon as it came, replaced with the stone wall- the mask that he had cultivated so perfectly to hide his true emotions. The King of Sin was back.

Bantering Soren Alexander was long gone and that genuinely made me sad.

"It seems your wish will be granted. I have important business to attend to. Make yourself at home. You can ask Lily, Sophia and Marie for anything you might need."

He didn't wait for my response or any kind of nod or otherwise. He was gone, his back disappearing around the corner, leacing me bereft as I stared after him. He had hidden his emotions perfectly, no doubt about that, but the darkness was there. He had to go and do something really bad. And for a moment, I wondered whether I would be able to handle his ever-shifting moods.

A small sigh escaped my lips before I made my way back into my new room, contemplating on this thought and so much more...

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The sun had set ages ago, the shimmering stars looking absolutely ethereal beyond the glass large windows of the living room. A plate of delectable smelling Mac and Cheese was in front of me, prepared by Marie who was a chef beyond compare. Whereas she handled the food, Lily handled the cleaning and Marie took care of laundry as well as cleaning the second floor of the house.

The three women, although wary of me, had taken their time to show me around the large as hell penthouse that would be my new home. The tour had revealed four more guest bedrooms that were all as grand as mine and the Master bedroom which I discovered was on the same floor as my own room-much to my chagrin/pleasure.

A game/lounge room, very well equipped gym, swimming pool, massive office and indoor theatre were also part of the massive house that had left me in awe as we went from room to room. The ladies were incredibly kind, their sincerity warming my heart despite the fact that they worked for one of the most dangerous men in the city.

The three women had revealed a little more of my husband, including the fact that this was not his main house.

No, that was a grand mansion located on an extremely secure compound on the outskirts of the city.

The three resided there and would be commuting from to assist with chores in the penthouse for the period of time we would be staying which seemed to be indefinite judging by all the clothes and other articles they had transfered here. Curiosity burned through me, the need to know why we would not be staying in the mansion on the outskirts of the city engulfing me.

Not that I was unsatisfied by my new home. On the contrary, it was much better than my former apartment that I refused to let go of despite my new residence.

I need somewhere to fall back on after all this insanity is over...I am definitely going to need familiar ground to remind me of the life I had before...

It was as I was musing on these multitude of thoughts that I heard the soft footfalls of the man I had married. My body came alive at his approach, recognizing the man who I would be co-habiting with. I pretended to focus on the movie on the massive TV that I had mindlessly settled on after scrolling through the options.

I could not show him the excitement that had lit up inside me at his return. To no longer be alone in this massive space was a good feeling but I knew I would have to get used to the solitude soon enough. The ladies were only present during the day and the night belonged to my husband's men but even they stayed out of sight, simply guarding the exits and saying nothing really.

Not that I was surprised after glimpsing at my husband's proclivity to murdering anyone who hurt me or otherwise.

I wouldn't touch me with a ten ft. pole either.

He said nothing for a full moment, simply staring at the screen with me as the actors enacted a particularly dramatic fight scene in the rain. It was a little ridiculous, heavily CGI'd and certainly not the kind of movie I would watch were I to actively pick. Soren seemed to pick up on this too as he leaned down, his breath fanning my ear as he spoke which sent goosebumps across my skin.

"My, you must be incredibly uncomfortable around me if you would rather pretend to watch and understand this trashy German movie than engage me. You must have noticed there are no subtitles, right?"

A flush took over my features as I realized that he was right-like f*****g always. I had been busted trying to act cool and my embarassment knew no bounds. I masked it well, though, choosing instead to shrug nonchalantly before turning to look into his eyes that were still somewhat dead despite the mirth that shone within.

"What if I'm into foreign movies? Don't presume to know me, Soren. I like to think and act outside the box unlike the walking Mafia boss cliche that you are... Let me guess, your favorite movie is The Godfather. And you probably hold movie nights to watch with Christian, Kenji and Diesel. Y'all probably recite it word for word, huh?"

His chuckle was genuine and I found myself revelling in the sound and blushing like some sort of teenager at the reaction. It was a welcome interaction, somewhat warm, and I found myself letting the excitement of such a normal interaction with him engulf me. Tucking my hair behind my ear, I turned back to the shitty foreign movie, willing my heart beat to relax even as I felt his eyes on me.

"Come with me..."

He muttered after a moment, turning to walk away before I had a chance to ask where we were going or why his mood had changed so f*****g fast. Knowing that not listening would be unwise, I placed the TV remote aside before following the mercurial man towards his home office, my annoyance growing with every single moment he ignored me.

Bastard won't even turn around and make sure I'm following him. He is such a self assured ass...

I paused momentarily at the sight of the two men guarding the outside and the sound of a groan from the outside that did not seem to perturb either one of the men around me. The relaxed air between us was gone, replaced with anxiety and anticipation at what I was about to walk into.

Be on guard, Emilia...Remember the danger that surrounds this man and protect yourself above everything else...

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