Page 131 of Heir of the Beast

I look up and tense. He looks so savage, his dark gaze trapping me as he starts to write.

He hands me the note.

~You look beautiful.~

I wanted to slap him. This is why I am messed up, confused, and sexually frustrated. Yes, very frustrated. He is too nice, too suave! He must know what he is doing.

I can see it in the glitter in his gaze. Siron knows what he is doing to me and will probably not stop anytime soon.

“Thank you. And you look like you are feeling…okay.”

He smiles and looks out over the rail at the approaching land.

I did not see Siron all day yesterday. I thought we were to have dinner, but that never happened.

I thought it was because he was becoming very ill and physically could not. But he looks okay now, confusing me a little.

“Are you still going to let me go?”

Siron glances at me and expels a breath. He starts writing and slowly hands me the paper. I take the paper like I couldn’t care less. Meh.

~You think Apollo will take you back after your heart’s betrayal? Would you like me to take you downstairs again to remind you that you are mine?~

I lift my chin and ignore the nerves flashing through my body. “I was just projecting what I feel for Apollo onto you. It’s because I miss him.”

That was cold.

I can see he does not like that. His jaw flexes. He takes a minute, then grabs another paper and starts writing.

~By all means. I will release you.~

I bite my lip and glance up at him, not expecting that. “Thank you,” I whisper.

He chuckles to himself and bows in my direction.

Why does he find this funny?

“Are you being truthful?”

He nods.

Siron tilts his head and writes more, then hands me the paper.

~I do not lie, my dancer.~

“What’s funny then?”

He shrugs, making the muscles in his arms flex. Siron starts writing, taking his time, a smile on his perfect lips as he finally hands me the note. His eyes seem to sear me to the spot.

~I can sense, almost taste, how turned on you are by being next to me. Your eyes dilate and your breathing escalates, not to mention I can see your hard nipples whenever I am near.~

~It’s taking a lot of control on my part not to consume the passion I see in your eyes. But I will honor the lie you tell yourself. Go back to Apollo—if he will even take you back.~

I suck in a harsh breath and my cheeks heat like my head is ready to engulf into flames. I go to speak but nothing comes out.

I can see the smirk on his lips as his gaze lowers to my breasts, and I feel naked instantly.

I am shaking with some emotion that I cannot describe. Anger, confusion, ~desire~, rage…

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