Chapter # 35

“Your woman in someone else’s arms.” He whispered, blazing his envy with this sentence.

The thought alone blinded him.

“This can’t be.” He scowled, breaking the railing, smearing it badly, slapping his hand away.

“I refused to believe it.” He muttered under his breath.

“What a lovely embrace, don’t you think?” He laughed, loving his reaction of fury, running his hand in his hair out of stress.

“Did it pinch your heart? Perhaps, burned it in envy?” He asked, taking a step toward him.

But, curling his hands in a tight fist, he glared at the couple down, declaring, “Don’t vex, this won’t last long.”

“Really?” Breathing out, he tried to provide himself with equanimity but failed, his mind cannot eradicate this image.

“She is retained to be mine.” He growled.

Moving back, steps retreating and left with a swear he gave to himself.

“I will ensure it.”

Back before Laire and Zadicus were talking.

Persephone and Kriss were walking silently, taking a survey of the preparations being done f