The cruel King

chapter nine

Evelyn excused herself and went for a bathroom. she came back after 30 min. With a fresh layer of lipstick making her plumpy lips look more beautiful.

Hayden watched her as she returned from the bathroom, his eyes roving over her fresh layer of lipstick. He felt his body respond to her appearance, desire stirring within him as he reached out to pull her closer to him. She gasp, "Hayden.. we're outside" she whispers murmuring.

He chuckled his hand finding its way to her waist as he pulled her closer "I don't care," he murmured in her ear, his voice low and suggestive "I want to touch you, sweetheart. I can't hold back any longer."

He watched as she looked up at him with those big, innocent eyes, her small hands resting on his chest. He could feel the desire coursing through him, the need to touch and possess her growing with every moment.

"That look in your eyes is driving me crazy," he whispered, his voice low and rough with need "You have no idea what you do to me, sweetheart.."

She looked down trying to free herself as they are in a party. But when he felt her try to pull away, her attempt to free herself only serving to ignite the fire within him. His grip on her waist tightened, preventing her from moving away. "Where do you think you're going, sweetheart?" He growled, his voice low and dangerous.

"We're in public Hayden" she tries to convince him. Bit instead he chuckled, his eyes darkening with desire.

"I don't care," he repeated, his voice firmer this time "I don't care who's watching. I want you, right now."

Evelyn's eyes widened she opened her mouth to speak but he used her parted lips as an opportunity to claim her mouth in a fierce, possessive kiss. His hands gripped her waist, holding her in place as I kissed her deeply, his tongue delving into her mouth, tasting and claiming her as his.

Her breath hitched because of his sudden action.

He felt her try to push him away, her small hands pressing against his chest in a vain attempt to free herself. But he was unrelenting, his body pressing against hers, trapping her between him and the wall behind her.

Hayden continued to devour her mouth, his tongue exploring every inch, as he refused to let you go. Her hands involuntary touch his jaw, lightly caressing him.

The gentle touch sent a shiver through him, his grip on her faltering for a moment as he paused in the kiss. He pulled away slightly, looking at her, my eyes dark and intense. She breath heavily looking at his eyes

Hayden gazed too into her eyes, his breathing heavy and ragged from their kiss. He could see the confusion and desire warring in her expression, her breath coming in short little gasps. He reached up to cup her face, his thumb brushing over her swollen lips.

"Should we go home?" She asks.

A slow, predatory smile curled on his lips as she spoke, the word "home" echoing in his ears. He nodded, his thumbs tracing the line of her jaw. He couldn't believe that finally she's giving in, that finally she's accepting all of these. A grain of suspension came in the small of his brain too, bit he don't want to ruin it by thinking other possibilities.

"Yes, we should go home," he murmured, his voice low and dark with desire "Now."

Evelyn looked down because of his stare, he watched as her eyes dropped, her shyness evident in her expression. He tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze again.

"Don't look away, sweetheart," he said, his voice firm "I want to see your face when I take you home and make you mine."

He watched as she bit her lip, his eyes locking on the action. It was a small, innocent gesture, yet somehow incredibly erotic. He felt his control slipping, his body reacting to her every move.

"Stop biting your lip like that," he murmured, his voice rough with need "Unless you want to drive me completely crazy."

Hayden noticed the corners of her mouth twitching, as if she were trying to suppress a smile. It only served to stoke the fire within him, heightening his desire to claim her. He stepped closer, his body pressing against hers, his arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her flush against him. He tilted her chin up, forcing her eyes to meet his.

"Don't try to hide that smile from me," he whispered, his voice low and seductive "I want to see it, sweetheart."

"Hey lovely couple.. get yourself a room" one of the friend commented

Hayden shot a sharp glare in the direction of the guy's comment, his arms tightening possessively around her.

"Hayden"

He turned his attention back to her, his expression softening at the sound of his name on her lips.

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Let's go home okay" she said slowly and gently.

He nodded, his hands still possessively on your waist.

"Yes, let's go home," he said, his voice firm. He took her hand in his, leading her towards the exit, impatient to get her alone and far away from any prying eyes.

"Hayden I'm not going anywhere can you please let me walk and remove your hand from my waist" Evelyn said.

He gave her a skeptical look, his grip on her waist remaining firm.

"Why do you want me to let go?" He asked, his voice low and suspicious

"So I can walk properly.. I can't walk nicely in these heels it's paining" she said little bit scrunching her eyebrows.

Hayden studied her for a moment, realizing that she were struggling in her heels. Reluctantly, he loosened his grip on her waist, letting her take a step forward. But he didn't take his hand away completely. Instead, he moved it to the small of her back, his hand lingering possessively on her hips.

"There, is that better?"

"Hmm... " She said giving him a smile but, he noticed the way she were still struggling in her heels, a flicker of concern crossing his face. But he tried to hide it, his expression stoic as his hand remained on her hip.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay walking in those shoes?" He asked, his voice betraying a hint of worry

Hayden watched as she nodded, still struggling with her heels. He knew she were trying to be strong, to act as if it wasn't bothering her. But he wasn't fooled. He could see the pain lurking in her eyes, the subtle wince whenever she took a step.

"You're lying," he said bluntly, his voice tinged with annoyance "You're clearly in pain. Let me carry you."

"Hey.. no.. I can walk.. and.. we're in public" she said last part whispering