BOUND BY DESIRE

SIGNED THE PAPERS

If speechless was a person, then that would be Alora, to describe the rate of her dumbness.

Alora inhaled and exhaled like an asthmatic patient in need of an inhaler.

" Hmmm.. Nice dress you wore to impress me... Not impressed still" Davian's expression was indifferent and he just stared expressionless, at her.

Alora slowly got herself back and she gazed unbelievably at him.

What was he doing here... She was supposed to meet a certain Mark Craig.. Why now was she seeing DAVIAN CEDAR... DAVIAN CEDAR of all people.

"What are you doing here" Alora asked with shaky breaths and Davian lifted his lids to her casually...

"A date"

" Where's my date... You aren't the one I..."

"Oh Mark Craig.. He realized you didn't worth him and found another , someone better" He said and Alora gulped hard as she stared at the Black Devil sitting before her.

"You seem uncomfortable... Why're you so far.. Come closer.." Davian said, his voice stinging, calm and collected.

"I sat at the wrong chair.. I'm sorry.. Wouldn't want to disturb your date with my presence" Alora bowed and turned walking away hurriedly, almost loosing her footing as she walked fast, her heart's palpitations almost bouncing out the walls of the restaurant.

"ALORA CREE" His voice silenced the atmosphere, stilling the air in a thunderous grip, Alora's heart flew off her chest at that moment. Her foot stopped moving without her permission, her eyes wide, her hand gripping her purse to her chest.

" You're my date.. Come here" His voice was swift and commanding attracting the attention of the people sitter there.

Alora turned back around walking towards him without wanting to. Her legs wobbly as she sat before him.. Fear evident in her gaze.

" Why're you silent huh... You usually have alot to say... Don't you Alora" Davian asked yet even more calmly and Alora's throat tightened. She couldn't hold it anymore else she may burst open.

"You have to stop blaming me okay.. I had thought you did it.. I didn't expect my sis could lie to me.. I didn't know.. I only realized recently Davian.. So I beg you pls.. Don't be a devil and keep blaming me" Alora dropped hurriedly.

"You think you have the right to call my name right now" Davian asked and Alora inhaled biting her lower lip.

"I am a devil.. Don't ask me not to be what you turned me into" Davian said, his calm aura piercing .

"I'm sorry.." Alora apologized with her head bowed and Davian traced his gaze up to her bowed face.

"What does it change" He asked like he was unaware.

"Nothing" Alora bowed still.

Davian stood up arranging his suit like it was crumpled.

"We'll see again" He said turning to leave.

**

Alora was currently in her car, her mjnd reeling back to what took place at the restaurant.

"we'll see again"

Nah.. She never wanted to see him again.

Her chaffuer drove into CREE'S EXQUISITE VILLA, as her father named it, and parked in the parking lot.

The rain started showering and Alora stepped out into the cold.

She didn't even bother running, she just walked.

She sighed as she stood at the door to the living room and she already knew what to expect but within this short time of encountering Davian and entering the car, she came to a decision.

She'd sign the papers.. She'll marry whosoever CEO he was of TitansCore or whatever the name was called.

It was best getting entangled up with a rich family for the sake of guaranteed protection.. Now that she encountered Davian she needed extra security that her father could not provide.. So.. She would sign it.. For her own benefit.

Alora pushed open the unlocked door and she stepped in gracefully.

And just like she guessed, he was sitting on the living room chair with a strict gaze, calmly holding his walking cane.

Emily was there as well to " grace " the place with her presence.

Alora scoffed and directed her gaze back to her father.

She stopped some distance away from Donald who just glared quietly at her, the document slowing marrying his hands at the rate at which he held them steadily.

Alora forced herself to withhold an eye roll as she held her black bag to her thigh.

"Someone's looking hot.. Did my little sis finally grow up.. Hmm.. Where you shagged... Uh.. Uuuhhh... Bad girl.. When you're supposed to prepare for your wedding tomorrow" Emily's voice resounded and Alora finally was unable to stop herself, she rolled her eyes, the sarcasm so obvious.

"Alora did you..."

"I'll sign the contract... I'll do your bidding.. I'll get married tomorrow.. I'll sign them now" Alora said silencing Donald and his eyes brightened as he watched Alora step forward and boldly take the papers from him.

She took out the pen, as she flipped open the pages stamping down her signatures without reading the agreements.

She tossed the document to the table directly opposite her dad and she continued her catwalk to the wide stairs.

"Good you signed them yourself.. Would have forced you to if you had refused..Get dressed then..we're going to his house to return the document and you can say hi from there" Sir Donald said and Alora stopped on her tracks placing a foot on the second stair.

She wanted to argue but thought against it.. It won't make any change anyways.

༄DAVIAN'S MANOR ༄

Calling the edifice " Grand" or " Exotic" was downgrading its majestic qualities.

Their villa was a baby's play compared to the Exquisite castle standing before her. The glass ware specifically was elegant.

Alora was unable to stop looking around as a man (Jephtha) led them to the dining.

" Get comfortable" Was his curt talk as he walked away.

Donald hurried to sit before the dishes and the sounds of footsteps approaching made Alora stand straight.

The owner of the footsteps finally showed his face hands in his pant's pocket with Jephtha strolling behind him, hands held behind his back.

Alora's smile dropped, her balance wavered and her butt slammed on the floor in a fall before she knew it as the new realization hit her like an unexpected turnado.

Her brain melted and moulded back together for a moment as she tried to put things in place.

Da.. Davian Cedar.. Like her nightmare.

Her fear was standing right before her, his muscles glistening, packed and full like one who never skipped a gym Day, his ripped chest covered in a black singlet accompanied with black pants joggers. And a nice inside slippers.

So calculatively..

She just walked into her own death.

Her nightmare owned this house.

Her dread was the CEO of TITANCORE.

Her nemesis was the owner of the contract paper.

She was marrying him tomorrow.

She was marrying her death tomorrow.

SHE WAS MARRYING DAVIAN CEDAR TOMORROW. AHHHH

"Good evening Sir Romanov.. It's such a great honor to step into your abode" Alora's gaze was unable to leave Davian as her father spoke.

His icy blue eyes gleamed with obvious doom and ruin, damnation screaming in his gaze.. Her damnation and slowly they moved from her father to her and she felt her heart jump to her throat again, like her throat was the safest place to hide from his scrutiny.

"You look startled" His voice echoed in her head and beads of precipitation formed on her head.

The look in his eyes.. It was so obvious he was enjoying this. So obvious he loved the way she was looking pathetic.

Alora slowly drifted her gaze from him to her Father.

Her father just gave her out to her ruin.