Chapter 20

Celine should probably be worried at how relaxed she became whenever she was back in Asher’s bedroom but despite her unwanted situation, she was waited on hand and foot, and as long as Asher was out, she was left alone to her antics.

After the hotel launch, Asher sent her back to the mansion all alone, and she had been alone ever since. Eating her lunch quietly and then retiring to the room for a nap, she lived a completely decadent lifestyle, even though it wasn’t completely for free.

She woke up quickly after her nap and then proceeded to watch shows on the television until it was dinner time. And when a maid came to get her for dinner, she decided to take the plunge and ask for a book, surprised when the maid was quick to provide her with a stack of books.

Celine still wasn’t allowed beyond Asher’s bedroom and the dining room unless he was with her so although there was a library, she couldn’t visit it herself. She considered asking Asher, after all, he was away from the mansion almost all the time, leaving her trapped in his bedroom with nothing to do.

After dinner, she got started on the books, staying awake even when it began to get really late. She told herself that she was going to fall asleep before Asher returned but part of her wanted to see him before she slept because she had a feeling that he would be gone in the morning before she woke up.

It was in the middle of her dilemma that the door was thrown open, startling her. She sat up to see Asher standing in the doorway, his gold eyes blazing. She didn’t have to move closer to pick up on the fact that he was in a terrible mood, her hands crumpled the book in her hold as she sat, petrified.

*What was she supposed to say? Was she supposed to welcome him back? Was she supposed to apologize for his bad day a work? Why did she stay up again?*

Her breath caught when he stepped in, her eyes going wide when he crossed the room in no time. Up close, she could pick up on the scent of blood as well as see it, the book in her hand falling to the carpeted floor at the predatory look in his eyes.

Celine felt a shard of fear lick through her, she had just been thinking how terrifying Asher would be if he were pissed off at her but even though he was upset at something else, he was still terrifying.

“A-Ashe- ah!” Her words were cut off when he made a move, pinning her down on the bed.

Celine could completely understand being used to blow off some steam, and she had braced herself to being used however Asher saw fit but she wasn’t prepared for how scary he was. His pinpoint pupils, the fact that he hadn’t said a single word since he came in…

She didn’t struggle, and even bared her neck for him to have better access to her neck. Tears squeezed through her tightly shut eyes when she felt his sharp teeth graze her neck, and although she tried to convince herself that Asher wouldn’t hurt her, it was futile. His overpowering scent mixed with the tell-tale smell of blood did nothing to help, and she was so caught up in her head that she didn’t notice that Asher stopped almost as soon as he started, his eyes cooling to hazel as he watched her tremble under him.

“Ah, shit,” He cursed under his breath, snapping out of his haze. The spot where he held the Omega’s wrists down were bruised an angry red, and he could easily smell her tears and her sour scent.

He let her go and pushed a hand through his hair, *how did he forget that Celine didn’t just look breakable but she was also fragile?* He rose to his feet and threw off his coat before storming out again.

Celine slowly pried open her eyes when she heard the door slam close, looking around the empty room with a frown. *Did she do something to anger Asher further?*

She sat up and got off the bed, her wrists and neck tingled, tears clumping her lashes together. She absently picked up his coat to properly keep it, a wry expression on her face. *Was she really that unappealing that even when he was strung up so tight, he wouldn’t have her?*

Celine returned to the bed and picked up her book, although she was completely unable to concentrate, her thoughts constantly drifting to Asher. *Should she have gone after him? What if the blood was his? Was he alright? Would he go to another Omega?*

She stayed up until the early hours of the morning, and yet there was no sign of Asher, eventually succumbing to sleep.

Celine woke up with a start the next morning, the tall curtains were partially open, the late morning sunlight streaming into the bedroom. She immediately looked around searching for Asher although she knew well that he wouldn’t be around at this time of the day.

She checked the side dresser to see if he left her a note but there was nothing, and it had her wondering if he even returned to the room after leaving the night before. While she was still on the bed, there was a knock on the door, and a maid announced themselves before coming in.

The maid seemed surprised to see her awake, a polite greeting on her lips as she started for the walk-in closet to do some cleaning.

“Did Asher leave me a message?” Celine blurted out, her voice trembling.

The maid was startled by her question, “A-Alpha A-Asher?”

Celine hesitated for a bit, realizing that she never called Asher by his title because he had told her not to, “Y-Yes.”

“He didn’t, miss,” The maid quickly supplied, darting into the closet.

Celine frowned, although she had complaints about the events Asher took her to, she didn’t want them to end so abruptly, especially after what happened the night before.