KIAN'S POV
Inside the room, Freya was pacing around worriedly. I ignored her and paid attention to her room. My desire to possess her was growing, and I couldn't hold on much longer.
“So this is the room you grew up in,” I said slowly, sitting on the bed. The room was filled with her scent, and I didn’t want to leave. It was much more girly than I expected, reflecting the taste of a young girl, which suited her perfectly.
“Is that what’s important right now?” Freya said, her voice filled with frustration.
“Yes,” I said, smiling at the anxious look in her eyes. “Do you not trust me or believe in my ability?” I asked, raising a brow.
“Of course, I trust you, but this is my home and my family,” Freya replied, standing still.
I dragged her towards me, so she was sitting on the bed. “Cal
