Tyrant's Obsession With The Heiress

Lady Karina thought it was quite an odd experience riding with Orpheus. First and foremost, the man was donned with enough armour to bring most of Caelthwyn under submission.

Secondly, his warhorse was enormous and held something dark around it just like its rider.

While Lady Karina had a wide view of everything around her, it was somewhat intimidating, and she wasn't quite sure if she was fond of it.

And to make matters worse, it seemed Orpheus was angered by the fact that she addressed Lyall the same way she did him. And for lack of anything appropriate to answer him, Lady Karina chose silence.

Yet, Orpheus would not allow the matter to settle without an answer. And since his large body kept her out of sight from his men behind him, it would be easy for him to do as he pleased.

"Answer me, Karina," Orpheus rumbled, gripping her chin with his form-fitting gauntleted hand. She could feel the cold iron against her skin. "Who is your Lord?"

Orpheus had always demanded submission, but this time it was quite different from before.

It seemed that while he had intentions to compromise on certain habits, by the instinct of whatever spell was on him, it made his need to possess something even stronger.

Lady Karina exhaled shakily, his hand gliding up her throat. He bent his head down, his visor casting a shade over her features.

Even in the shadows of his helmet, his dual-coloured eyes preyed on her with something dark and foreboding.

Orpheus' lips were inches away from hers and she knew if she didn't answer him soon, the man was going to stake his claim regardless.

"I have no lord," Lady Karina answered defiantly. Her eyes burnt with something he'd seen before; her courage to challenge him was as strong as ever. "Your title is something commanded to me, not something that you've earned the right to."

Ah, how fiery her tongue always was. The lady always played with fire and if Orpheus didn't know any better, he'd reckon she enjoyed getting burnt.

His gaze darkened, not too pleased with her answer, but he didn't deny that her words held truth.

The title of lord was something he commanded of everyone in Moonveil, the position he acquired through force and fear. The lady had only addressed him that way when she made demands or in the presence of his men, so it was merely out of common courtesy.

Somehow, it brought amusement to Orpheus and made the corner of his lips twitch into a smirk.

"You are my enemy, as you always have been," she finally found the courage to admit to his face. It was something she had tried to suppress, and even convinced herself that she did not in fact hate him. But that was a lie to comfort herself. "You command my fear, but not my heart."

She did not speak too loudly for she knew Orpheus would undoubtedly punish her in some way for disrespecting him in front of his men.

In the same breath, she was also foolish for talking back so boldly, especially when he'd fulfilled every request of hers.

Was she not being ungrateful then?

"Whether I am the enemy or not, it does not change that you are to be mine, Karina," Orpheus stated confidently, his voice nothing short of a growl.

"It is my lips that have branded yours." He brushed his gauntleted thumb across her lip, making that plump pink flesh quiver ever so slightly.

"My lips that have branded your skin." His cold fingertips traced along the contours of her collarbone, making her skin pebble with goosebumps.

She was completely ensnared with no escape.

It was so strange how contrasting Orpheus was to Soran.

When the sabertooth snow tiger had kissed her forehead, he immediately let her go when her mild discomfort was shown. But Orpheus? The man had no intention of releasing her.

"It is my eyes that have scoured every inch of your beautiful body and I have defiled it nearly a thousand times in my head, Karina," his voice was becoming deeper and huskier; he squeezed her hips possessively. "Whether you come to accept that or don't admit it, I am your lord."

There was nothing else she could possibly say that would change his mind, but it was worth a shot fighting whatever madness possessed the man now and then.

"I will keep fighting you," she bit back, her eyes still stern. "Even if it kills me, I will not accept you as my lord. I will teach you and obey your will if I see fit, but you are not my liege."

Rather than anger, Orpheus was intrigued by her flames. After all, it only fed fuel to the fire inside him and some twisted part of him that had been dormant till now wanted to break Karina's spirit.

While the other half of him wanted to treat her spirit tenderly, the dark half wanted to corrupt it.

His curse was growing out of control.

"Keep fighting me all you wish, little lamb," He Orpheus remarked, his lips curling into a smile again. "It only makes the chase more thrilling, and understand this: I will have you in every possible way even if you drive a blade into me."

Lady Karina had thought her friend Lady Drosera was the one who spoke with pure madness, but it seemed Orpheus far surpassed the lady in that regard.

The man even had the audacity to plant a tender kiss on her forehead. It was strangely warm and made the butterflies in her stomach flutter out of control.

She couldn't deny that she always liked his kisses, and if she were being honest, she wanted another one.

It made no sense at all that a kiss from darkness made her cheeks burn with shame, and she didn't even recoil from him.

"Did that temper your fire?" He tilted his head to the side, watching how beautifully the colour rose in her cheeks. He took the initiative to plant a soft kiss on her lips this time, making her close her eyes.

Lady Karina hated that her body betrayed the fight in her.

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She hated that she welcomed his touches and kisses despite her new goal for revenge and to fight him.

What was she going to do? She was already ensnared in his grasp.

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