Page 35 of Twisted Alliance

His hair was quite thick, dark, and shiny with a closely-cropped hairstyle. She hoped to get a good sample from the top which would be enough for the purpose. She intended to send it to a lab to have DNA testing done.

She knew she also needed Mihir Thakvar’s hair sample, which she would obtain somehow later. First, she needed the sample from her devil husband.

Biting her lip, she slowly angled the long scissors above his head, where the hair was slightly longer on the top.

She was just about to snip his hair, but her hand was caught.

She gasped loudly in shock and found herself pinned on the mattress underneath him.

Her heart nearly stopped in fear as she looked into her husband’s enraged eyes.

“I should have known,” he growled. “That a woman who tried to murder me on our wedding night would attempt to kill me again.”

She was stunned by his assumption and terrified by the anger in his eyes.

“W-what… no… I…” She couldn’t tell him she needed his hair for a DNA test. It would make things worse for her and her clan if he found she was questioning his identity as the heir of the Thakvar clan.

“I warned you about what would happen if you betrayed me,” he said. “I even thought of giving you the benefit of the doubt that you didn’t intend to kill me the first time. But now, I caught you in the act.”

Her body trembled in fear at his anger. She could feel his hard body pressing her down on the bed. He held her hands in one of his, and his other hand gripped the back of her hair. When he pinned her to the bed, the scissors must have fallen off the bed onto the softly woven carpet underneath.

“Y-you are mistaken,” she whispered.

“It wasn’t scissors in your hands aimed at me?”

She couldn’t deny it because he caught her in the act, and the scissors were right next to the bed.

“L-let me go,” she said instead, trying to get him off her.

The fury in his eyes remained, but a different intensity shook her. She saw his mouth twisting into a dark smile.

“Let you go?” he asked in a deceptively soft tone. “So you can finish stabbing me in my own fucking bed?”

He leaned lower until there was barely any distance between their faces. She could smell his minty warm breath. “No, my dear wife, I will never let you go. And I won’t let you become a widow so soon.”

She shivered violently at his words and proximity. Although his words were soft and taunting, she knew he was enraged. And his body burned hers. She was aware of his bare-chested heated skin touching hers along with his powerful legs lying between hers. A different kind of shiver spiraled through her due to that awareness. She also felt the hard throbbing of something potent against her stomach.

Oh God.

She knew he was going to demand his marital rights that night. And if she didn’t give in willingly, he would snatch it from her.

Despite the odds, she prepared herself for the fight because she would never give in to him. Tears stung her eyes even though she tried to be brave.

“You are a ruthless monster!” she whispered.

He stared at her, his eyes dark and unholy as the devil’s. “Yes, I am. Don’t ever forget it.”

She thought he would hurt her then, but she was shocked when he rolled away from her. Before she could feel any relief, his muscled arm wrapped around her waist and dragged her close until she could feel every inch of his bare chest against her back and the hard throbbing of his loins against her buttocks.

Shocked, she tried to escape, but his arm held her in place.

“Sleep,” he ordered. “If you move, I will show you how a ruthless monster behaves.”

She froze in fear.

She remained still, barely breathing because she believed he would carry out his threats if she didn’t listen to him.

Her eyes remained wide open while she tried not to move or shift in his arms. He didn’t remove his heavy, muscled arm from around her either and held her close, even in his sleep. She could hear and even feel his deep, warm breaths against her ear.

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