Chained to the prince of darkness by Lunasads (ebook reader that looks like a book .TXT) 📗

Deafening blares of my rushed hormones alarmed, waking me up from the tranquil state as I stared at him. Gradually, the anxiousness eating me up replaced with treading fear, the memories tied to his crimson eyes. My eyes didn't waver, but I didn't step closer. I knew the depths I was getting myself into. I had suddenly forgotten everything, barely had any reaction only because I was too astonished to confer. 

 "Sarah!" Someone grabbed me by the upper part of my arm, breaking my stance as I was pulled away from the path of view. It took me a while to blink my gaze and my mind finally registered everything slowly with a gradual pace. 

 "Falcon? What're you doing here?" 

 The lush, chestnut hair he groomed so carefully had a rippling quality, a sign of his carefree personality. His arched brows were knitted in frustration as he stared down at me. 

 The aquiline nose he sported complemented his prominent cheekbones which suddenly looked so pale and lifeless but still handsome in an understated way, his basalt jaw and spartan shoulders spoke of strength as he blinked down at me. He possessed a latent, leonine power and always walked with purpose and authority. 

 I had always admired his jade green eyes which now gazed down at me with purpose. Sloe-shaped, they could shine as bright as the evening stars when they were a-light with joy, suddenly had lost the glittering glint. Flamboyant of character, the room always filled with his sonorous, rumbling voice, yet now he was inducing unkempt thoughts inside me. He was also quick to crack a joke or fire off a humorous retort. His rakish clothes were a source of amusement to some, not least because they emanated an herbal and woody scent, which replaced the sweetness of Earth after the pouring rain. 

 He was tall and muscular but in a good way. I even had a crush on him for his dashing personality but never had the nerve to confess to him. I dreaded his rejection, something I wasn't good with. 

 But now, I was mature. 

 I knew the risks of falling for my best friend. 
 Falcon Fiennes, the man who had taken the responsibilities of my parents, had practically taken care of me like a child. The man with whom I had spent my childhood and one who had nourished me into the girl I was today. 

 "What happened?" 

 I asked again, not understanding the uncertainty in his eyes. Something was wrong with him. He was behaving differently. 

 He licked his dry lips before he looked past my shoulders, his eyes flickering as he again looked down at me but now, with different emotions. 

 "You've to come with me." This was all he said as he dragged me with him. I was too confused by his behavior. My brows knitted in confusion. 

 Resisting his actions, I pry his hand off me. 

 "Tell me, Falcon. What's wrong?" My voice had a little command. 

 The taller man rubbed his face with his hands, ruffling his locks whilst looking here and there. I furrowed my brows. Why he's so weird today? 

 "Look, Sarah. We can argue about this later but for now, you've to come with me. It's not safe for you here." Said man said before gulping down as he made a move to grab my arm once again, I stepped back and glared at him. 

 "No, I'm not going anywhere. You're either going to tell me what's happening or you can leave on your own." I growled back taking a step back, I somehow knew he was hiding something from me. I never saw Falcon this anxious. Ignoring my protest, he gritted his teeth and pulled me by the arm before pulling my body towards him. 

 "Don't be a fucking brat, Sarah. I've had enough of your shit. You're coming with me." My eyes widened with sudden rush whilst he thought no twice before seizing my wrist in his iron-like grip. 

 "Let go!" I whisper yelled meekly as I again attempt to invade his heinous touch and ran somewhere away. It was ironic how much my only family was making me feel unsafe. It was just merely a few seconds when my body was hoisted in the air and the next moment my stomach touched the rugged edge of his shoulder. 

 "Leave me, Falcon!" 

 I screamed. He disregarded my words as he ignored the accusing eyes of people around us and walked towards the parking. My heart hammered with extreme dread. Yet I was so startled and agitated that I couldn't perceive acutely before my body was placed down. 

 He grabbed my upper arm and I scarcely looked at him when a sharp pain resonated through the severe point of my neck. I screamed in terror at the sudden awareness of being injected. "Stop it! Let me go!" I yelled scratching at his ruthless hands as he dragged me pitilessly to the sinister black van behind the large truck. 

 The moon flaunted his moonlight in the dark sky when the drug injected into me started coursing through my blood calmed me to propel me to give in and dream. My eyes flutter close to its call, my heartbeat getting at peace and I assuredly submit to darkness. Before my eyes could shut, Falcon met my gaze and how ironic it was to witness one thing which I never wanted to see in those orbs of his. 

 Fear. 

 I saw a glimpse of fear. It was a matter of time when my eyes were rolled back and I went limp in his arms. 

 It was too late to worry now. What was even happening? 
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