Chapter 26 26

Chapter 26 26
at least he has n't chosen Larissa yet, he's still confused, that means I still have hope, she grunted laughing at her naivety ,

Her hot tears streamed down profusely, and she buried her face in the pillow , trying to urge herself to sleep , hoping that it would stop the hollows of her weary eyeballs and give her some peace .
Cayden stood by her bed watching her sleeping turbulently, surrounded by an aura of sadness and anxiety, turning over in bed , groping as if searching for him during her nap, he couldn't get away any longer , he had spent his past days wandering on the island, hunting the sirens brutally, outburst of anger at her, Dozens of them were killed , a number not                      
     He satisfies his vanity compared to their huge numbers that multiply like flies . He took off his clothes and slid beside her in the bed . She crawled towards him , pleading for his proximity as if she sensed his presence . He took her in his arms , embracing her gently . him, tight       

He hugged her and muttered in her nap, " You hurt me, after you hurts me, and your proximity hurts me ." She buried her head under his arm , stinging him with her burning breath , making sure that she was dreaming of him. He took a deep breath trying to contain his feelings, his feeling towards her is indescribable in words . Feeling deep and branching like tree roots Old, as old as history stretches, stretches of space   
Exploding, like a soft raging volcano , like the morning breeze , blooming , like the season of spring , possessive, like a baby clinging to its mother , his feeling towards her is like all those things  

Then the top of her head inhaled her fragrance deeply, longing for everything in her , wondering about the time when she became representing him everything in his life ! When infiltrated into the folds of his heart and settled in it? When did you inhabit this heart and occupied a part of his soul? Or maybe she 's been there all this time and he 's oblivious to her? Is it possible that she ?     
  Was it there centuries ago , since before he saw it face to face, since the fortune- teller foretold its existence?              
He hugged her gently and whispered to her : “ I wish you knew your worth to me , when I doubted for a moment the sincerity of my love for you or the nature of my feelings for Larissa, I wish you would understand, what you gave me, what you made for me , and what you forced me to make her , a promise I made and I can not break , As long as she won't release me from my promise .   
                                            That I will not be able to release her .    1
As for my love and affection , it is yours, yours and no one else but you, my wife who was made for me , my wife even since before you were born , I was told of your coming and forced to wait for you for all these centuries, oh, and I only wish you knew ( your tears burn my feelings and drown me in a sea of sorrows .)               
Celine woke up feeling very energetic , as if she had slept for a long time . 
She went down to breakfast , discovering that everyone had preceded her , surprised by the presence of Kayden at the table .            
She stood feeling her heart jump between her ribs eagerly , possessed by an unbridled desire to hurry to him and embrace him and kiss him and use it as her delicious breakfast , which she longed to taste its sharp and unique taste .

I took a few steps , watching Larissa sitting in her usual place , provoking her with her gentle form and her static aura, so she remained in place , wanting to retreat and disappear .            

Kayden sensed her presence the moment she set foot in the dining room , hitting him with a wave of intense feelings of eagerness and desire that penetrated his depths like a fiery torch that ignited his desire towards her, but soon she replaced it with feelings of jealousy , disappointment and deep sadness .
Everyone noticed the tension between their king and his female, but they directly claimed ignorance of the food, and Kaiden did not hesitate to watch her , fascinated by her pride and tyranny, she eats her breakfast as if she is a race, she just wants to finish it and win the grand prize .
He sighed silently watching her after a few moments , choosing for herself a seat far from him, she greeted everyone and started eating her food completely ignoring his presence .                    
He longed for her , but he knew her more, perhaps even more than herself . Her stubbornness moves mountains, her revolution burns the universe, and it is impossible to get him back before he makes a decision to expel Larissa . He stared poor Larissa with a cursory look , watching her silently eating , his girlfriend and companion , who refused to regain her freedom, thinking that she

It needs it as its need for food and breathing .   
What should he do? How should he behave ? He could not , so simply and selfishly , push her away from him like a rag , after finding his second half , his beloved sun sitting at the back of the table, racing against the wind with its food , which tore through her cruelly convulsed intestines .   
She is overwhelmed by the desire to search for him, to fall into his arms, and she hates herself for her weakness . Why is all this needed ? As if the air that you inhale, you do not feel its existence except in its presence !        
She sat under the rays of the sun , drawing her light and energy. She looked around and saw nothing but scattered houses here and there, scattered among the trees. The island on which they live is beautiful and quiet during the day because everyone is sheltering in their homes from the sun’s rays , and it buzzes with its people after sunset . to his work and life                                                It begins after sunset and ends before sunrise .       

A strange and frightening feeling that you do not want to fall into . Is the little time that has passed here enough time to fall in love so deeply?

She sat under the rays of the sun , drawing her light and energy. She looked around and saw nothing but scattered houses here and there, scattered among the trees. The island on which they live is beautiful and quiet during the day because everyone is sheltering in their homes from the sun’s rays , and it buzzes with its people after sunset . to his work and life                                                It begins after sunset and ends before sunrise .       

She sighed deeply, feeling a emptiness resounding in her depths , with sadness trying to settle in her soul, with disappointment every time she remembers Kayden and Larissa .                   
She will not forgive him, and she will not forgive him, and if he wants Larissa , he will do , but first , he will free her from the bonds of his love that she feels shackles her soul , body and entity .

She returned to their suite , surprised by him coming out of the bathroom , drying his long black hair and water drops falling from his slender body .
She stuck to her land , hesitating about it , did she leave until it was over, or did she enter ignoring his presence? She was captivated by his bewitching appearance , unable to lower her gaze from him , watching him approach her , contemplating her with glances , preying on her features . 
He pleads with her : "
A truce, please, a truce for a few minutes, satisfy my longing and turn off my boiling ..."          
She was in his arms , unable to stop him, captivated by his fragrant masculine scent , and the warmth of his embrace, which she longed for, so she surrounded his waist , laying her head on his chest , repeating after him , " A truce , a truce , in which I quench my thirst , and revive my heart . "
Her spontaneous reaction and feelings that struck her to the core frightened her, she realizes that despite her anger at him , she cannot be separated from him or away from him, but always finds herself longing for his embrace and attention , frightening feelings that put her under his total authority, she is alarmed by the nature and strength of her feelings towards him , unaware that he is It also suffers                                               From the same struggle and the same influence , he is unable to separate her , even if he wanted to . “ Kayden ” called him “ Sun Kayden, ” he replied , “ What do you do when you know that there is someone who loves Larissa and is ready to take care of her ? ” His body stiffened under her fist , holding his breath for a while , accepting her shocking phrases .          

With disapproval , “ What do you mean? Who dares? »    
She returned her head to his chest , fleeing from his looks . She did not want her to be imprinted in her memory , so it caused her pain every time she took it back. She repeated on his ears : “ I asked you what Kayden did ? Would you help her find someone to love and care for her, or would you rather keep her under your wing , poor and alone? »           

He pushed her away from him again, creating a great distance between them , as if he could not stand her near her, roaring with her : “ Who is Celine? Who dares? »             

" Why do n't you hear me? " she cried out , unable to bear his reaction and his unjustified attachment to Larissa . It is not important who he is, what is important to you . What will you do? How will you act? “ I will kill him, I will kill whoever dares to look at another female , even if I do not like her, even if I have not touched her for all those decades, for she is what                      
                        Still the female king, I will kill the traitor who dares to look and desire the king of others . ”           
His words pierced her chest like deadly arrows , I crouched on the ground not wanting to hear any more, I gasped for a phone with a burning feeling I felt it set her soul on fire “ I hate you , I hate you, I hate Larissa , and I hate myself, I don’t want you anymore , I don’t want to stay here, I ’d rather be in between the tramps than being here . with you »

He lifted his wet hair from his face , breathing wildly , berating himself for his disgraceful reaction . What on earth is he doing ? What is he saying ? Why does he keep hurting her like this ?  

He kneels in front of her, pulling her into his arms, then her hair gently rocking her , " Shhhhhhh , calm down, please calm down, it seems that jealousy has blinded you and you have become indiscernible about what happened, I adore you , you are Celine, you are the female I chose as my wife , and Larissa is just a dear friend and companion , a female who has died for me . So much for nothing , I ca n't            
To deny her beauty and abandon her in such a crude and inconsiderate manner .”      

She fidgeted, clasping his arms, pleading to be freed from his grip, a telephone between her gasps, “You are not to be considerate and unfair with her, because you behave with her purely selfish, you do not want her, and at the same time you refuse to give up on her, to find her happiness.”

"Who is it? I give you safety to name him, and I won't injure him, I promise."
She lifted her head and stared at her red eyes, her wet nose, and her burning cheeks, not touching his belief...
He closed his eyes, drowning in his lake, not accepting the idea of ​​releasing Larisa at the same time, determined not to inflict more pain and insecurity for Celine.
“I swear?  Do you swear that you will not kill him and help him win Larissa’s heart?”  I asked him innocently
He frowned, his harsh features sullen, to turn back from his frown, realizing that he was under her microscopic observation. He shook his head and said, "I swear, I swear, I will help him to win Larissa's heart."
She hugged them again, holding onto him tightly, rolling her face in their chest, muttering in a hushed tone, "He, your pouring out, didn't say anything, but I noticed his interest in her, and when I confronted him, he denied it completely."
His body stiffened against hers, shocked by her words.
Mark!
News he did not expect to hear in any way,
Dear Mark, in love with Larissa?
His father's stepson who took him under his wing after the death of his parents and entrusted him with the protection of Damian, his faithful friend who never hesitated to serve the throne with courage, valor and honesty,