Jaxon quickly sat down on Veronica’s side, placing his long legs exactly on her lower belly, stroked twice by his firm calf. He took up a piece of paper that had fallen next to Veronica and presented it to her. He pointed to the no face man and asked, "Did you sketch this? Who is this person? With his figure, I must say he has demeanor of an Alpha and royal."
Veronica's countenance froze as she saw the picture, and recollections inevitably flooded her mind. It is the man she's treating her mate.
*Snapped*
Jaxon smacked her on the head. "Oh, I see! Your mate, huh? Still thinking this even though you already have child with me?"
"No." Veronica said hesitantly, "It's simply a character I made up."
"Don't make your high hopes that this Alpha you seek would still come back to you." Jaxon gave her a sarcastic grin before continuing, "Veronica, I tell you, you are the mother of my child; you are not permitted to have close relationships with other Alpha!"
Domineering and selfish.
Veronica wanted to ask, even if she were the mother of his child, it would be impossible for a man of his status and rank to marry her, so why not allow her to have a relationship with another man?
Even though in case she is the daughter of one known pack, they are far different. She still no recollection of her parents or old pack but as far as she heard from the servants omega, she was chastised by her own parents. Jaxon was the Alpha of Dark Blood pack, not to mention a royal and the strongest pack. However, she realized that if she continued to protest, he would undoubtedly irrationally reprimand her, so she gave up.
'Never mind, he is a paranoid,' she tried to talk to herself again.
*rips*
Jaxon ripped the drawing paper in his hand with the attitude that he saw garbage. Veronica only saw the drawing paper being torn in two. The room was very bright, the dust on the paper was flying in the air, and the man in the paper just disappeared into Jaxon's hands--together with her memories, they were all torn apart by him.
As if it's doomed, everything between her and that mysterious man is doomed to be torn apart.
[Midnight]
Veronica had a nice dream. In the dream, she found a doctor who explain in detail about her memory lost, ramming all the details on Jaxon's face. Jaxon brought all his beta bodyguards to her, got down on his knees, bowed to her, and shouted, "I'm sorry, Veronica! I made mistakes. Please, torture me, and don't pardon me in my impudence!"
She stood in front of Jaxon, put her foot on his shoulder, and grinned with pride and triumphantly.
"What a beautiful scene," she whispered and chuckled.
"Why are you laughing in the middle of the night, woman?" Her ears were instantly filled with a seductive, masculine voice.
Veronica's eyes suddenly grew wide with surprise.
In the dark room, there is just one wall light on. With one hand supporting Jaxon's attractive face and his eyes that are entirely dark, he, who is lying next to her and wearing a silver-gray bathrobe, looks directly at her. His hair is damp, giving the impression that he has just had a shower.
"What--" Veronica was scared to continue and immediately sat up from the bed, but within a second, she fell back weakly again. "You, what are you doing?"
"Sleep." He commands.
"This is my bed, though."
"This is my palace; where else can I sleep?" Jaxon raised his eyebrow.
"All fine, then I'll leave and go to Morgan's room." Veronica struggled to get out of bed, but her legs wouldn't move. She glanced at him, stunned, as a man's leg pressed forcefully on her. "What are you doing?"
"Sleep. Going to sleep with my mate. Is there a problem with that?" Jaxon declared her to be his property, looking at her scorching. He peered at her like a cheetah stalking his prey in the faint light.
"...Remove your leg. I want to go down."
"Do you want to go? Okay." Jaxon moved his feet unusually generously.
Veronica was ready to get out of bed when she heard Jaxon's passive voice, "If you get out of this bed, I'll consider you to have willfully given up the chance to let you find evidence."
"Despicable," Veronica said fiercely, turning her head to face him. "You want to go back on your word?"
"The choice is entirely in your hands; I have nothing to do with it." Jaxon leaned against the bed's headboard, his red dark eyes casually looking at her. No matter how moody or paranoid his sickness is, he can't conceal his nature and self-centeredness just because he is Alpha.
'Is there any other option for me?' Betty closed her eyes and laid down again in solitude.
Jaxon hugged her as soon as she laid down, and the fragrance of the strawberry mixed with the smell of his body flooded over her face, nearly making her breathless. She hates the thought that perhaps, she is indeed her mate and his flowery and berry smell made her instinct on.
Strange night.
Strange bed.
Strange embrace.
Veronica lacked the strength to fight and could only be held firmly in an unpleasant posture by him. Jaxon's handsome face pressed against her, heavy breathing on her face and neck. His breathing shifted gradually. His small lips wrapped over Veronica's delicate neck, kissing and inhaling.
He was no longer satisfied with this kind of kiss, so he placed one hand around her flaccid waist, pulled her back with the other, pushed her to lift her face toward him, and then barred her lips.
A vicious strike.
His berry scent filled her mouth, and she could only be forced to bear it. Jaxon was teasing Veronica and arousing her thoughts and desires, making her so hot that she couldn't stop herself. But she refused to give in and responded, "You have many women, Jaxon.”
"Well, I can sleep with anybody I want." Jaxon seemed to be discussing something completely normal. He didn't intend to chat to her any longer, so he angled his head and sealed her lips, savoring her sweetness.
The temperature in the room continued rising and rising. Veronica was speechless by his arrogance.
'Let it be.'
Veronica waited until she noticed something. It seemed strange that Jaxon didn't go farther than kissing and caressing. She had no idea what he was thinking. She adjusted her body, attempting to avoid him without leaving a mark, but he gripped her more tightly. She may have been swallowed if his chest was a black hole.
"If you ever struggle a little more, I guarantee you won't be able to sleep tonight." As punishment, he whispered aggressively into her ear and opened his teeth to bite her earlobe.
Veronica shrank her body and did not move as an electromotive force flowed into her ears, permitting him to do things in peace. She eventually lost her mind in his violent kisses and fell asleep after a long time.
How could she fall asleep peacefully with this wicked Alpha's embrace.