Chapter 29 The Rules, No Distraction 2
Elena Pov
“What?!”
My exclamation rang out loud in the silence and broke the tension in the space. I stared at Marcus, hoping to see any expression that showed he was joking and he didn't mean anything he said, but I think I’m going insane because the only expression I saw was calmness and coldness that sent chills running down my spine!
“What the heck?! He wouldn't really do that, right?!” I mumbled to myself, then gasped and looked at him in panic.
“You—” I swallowed and shut up as his cold eye stared deeply at me, but then, I can't just let this happen!
I gulped, gritted my teeth hard, then looked at him stubbornly.
“M…Uncle Marcus, you can’t do that to me! You know that's impossible!” I cried out.
Marcus paused, he looked at me with a weird expression, then I heard his chuckle ring out.
His low chuckle sounded freezing in the late night. Though he was laughing, I saw no signs of happiness in those dark eyes of his, instead, they stared at me coldly, different from the teasing expression he had when he had called me a little pervert after he caught me.
His eyes held chills that made me back away, they seemed to dance with fire that might ignite at anytime.
Then suddenly, I felt something strange all over my body, I couldn't move, I couldn't speak but when my eyes stared into his, I saw the sparks that jumped around in his dark eyes. My heart sank, and only now did I know… I might have crossed the boundaries and this man… he wasn't joking with me.
He meant every word he said.
The Marcus I was looking at this moment isn't the same. This is the real high rank Alpha Marcus—Dangerous, calm, destructive, and powerful.
The aura around him made my bones crack, the way his eyes stared down at me like I was something he could break into pieces without an ounce of feeling made my heart break into pieces and the thought that he might really do as he had said if I didn't draw a perfect image of him in 30 minutes made me panic.
My breathes calm out chaotic, the tension in the air caused sweat to break out in my body and in seconds, my back was wet with sweat. My legs became so weak that I thought I might fall in a second, and my fingers gripped the pencil as if my life depended on it.
After a while, when I had thought I might collapse here, Marcus finally shifted his gaze away from me. He turned around and suddenly, the heaviness that settled on me was lifted immediately and I felt free again.
“Opff! Opff… so strong..” I muttered, still breathing heavily while also rubbing my chest to calm my nervousness.
“How could one look this intimidating?” I gritted, but then, thinking about something, my eyes lit up with shyness and my lips pursed into an arc.
“But… I like that.” I whispered wildly.
I coughed twice as I tried to control the dirty thoughts that invaded my mind at the wrong time. I raised my head, and with false calmness, I watched Marcus elegant movement that put me in a daze.
Marcus walked powerfully to the lounge chair that was beside the pool. I watched as he slowly lay on the chair which flexed his powerful muscles. He lay down straight, then bent one of his legs a bit which made the towel around his hip shift and move down to show his bronze skin around his hip.
I swallowed, but my sight didn't move from him one bit, as if I was possessed.
After he had lain down properly, Marcus suddenly turned his head towards where I was still standing. His sharp gaze snapped me back to my senses, and my breathing which I had been holding while watching his movement slowly returned to normal.
“Go!”
His order rang out, and like an obedient omega, I immediately ran back to my seat, but the moment I sat down on that stool, and placed my hand on the board, with my focus on Marcus, I lost my mind entirely.
I sat there, unable to look away from the man oozing with sexiness and danger.
He looked straight at me like he was trying to steal my breath away, his lips were parted slightly and I couldn't stop my imagination from going wild. The tips of his ears were red, and the thought of caressing those ears with the tip of my tongue made my heart tremble.
I didn't move my eyes away from this body… or should I say, I couldn't. I was stuck, I felt like I had lost my soul the moment I sat here and stared straight at him.
His neck was in a weird shape due to him turning to look at me, but they didn't add any blemish to the beauty that seemed to become one with the darkness.
Somehow, the more I looked at him, it was like I saw an ancient deity, and without knowing what came over me, my hand that held the pencil became lighter and lighter, my brain sparked with his one image but in different positions.
My eyes became dazed, and like I had been possessed, my fingers began to move on the drawing board. I was looking at the drawing board, but somehow, I didn't know what I was drawing, but the images that appeared in my mind as I stared at Marcus were… Wild, sensual, dangerous, toxic, and… dark.
Marcus was lying there with his hair long and scattered around him, his dark, dangerous eyes had a spark of blood red that stared at me calmly, but that made my heart skip and my eyes go hot.
His body, naked—from his chest down to his toes.
I saw scars all over his body, but they made me want to worship him even more. His hands, they moved towards me and suddenly grabbed me and pulled me to his side, then… and then… he slammed his lips on mine.
His lips… they tasted like his scent—mint, but sweet, which made me intoxicated. But that wasn't all.
I watched as his hand moved, slowly, but torturously. They moved from my neck, then fell on his body. I watched with bated breath as he caressed his own neck, then down to his abs that made me want to kneel and lick them.
He caressed his abs slowly, while his sparkly blood red eyes didn't leave mine.
He moved those muscular hands of his, then went down and down… his hand moved so slowly, as if he was purposely doing it. Like he enjoyed watching me being tortured and like a crazy, obsessed omega, I was entranced by that moving hand, like I wanted to help him move it.
My breathing slowed down, my gaze followed the movement of his hand, and my body trembled with it.
And finally, he got to his strong, powerful thighs, and with bated breath and wide hot eyes, I watched in anticipation as he moved towards that dangerous part.. The place where I most want to see, the place I hope I could run my mouth on… that place where—
“Time’s up!”