The Selection: Bride Of The Dark Dragon

MIRA

I open my eyes and feel the worst headache ever. I really want to scratch my forehead but soon come to the conclusion that I can’t!

“What the chaos?” I g***n, pulling my hands only to realize that they are both tied at the top of my head.

“Finally”, I hear a familiar voice and shrug, trying to look where he is.

“Where am I?” I ask, feeling how dry my throat is.

“In your future bedroom,” Dargen smirks, sitting on the edge of the bed I am lying in. He observes me like I am some kind of a pet who does something adorable. His hand softly brushes over my cheek, taking away a lock of hair off my face. My whole body tenses.

“Why did you tie me up?” I ask as if it is a completely normal conversation.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Because you need to learn to hold your hands to yourself”, he sneers and his fingers travel lower to my neck and then – my chest, stopping at my mark.

“I should have marked you,” he sighs heavily, “This is going to be hard to remove to put on a new one…”

“New one?!” I exclaim, “Ryden, you’ve made a point! Let me go now!”

“Say it again”, he husks, “Say my name.”

“Erm, Ryden?” I pronounce it calmly and then add, “Untie my hands, please. It hurts.”

“You are very delicate,” he smiles softly for the first time and, after brushing my lips with his thumb, starts untying the ropes around my wrists. As soon as he is done, I am trying to sit upon the bed, but he holds me in place with his hand on my neck.

“I didn’t tell you that you can get up,” he smirks and I start thinking hectically what spell or attack I can use on him to try and escape. I should do something, I can’t let him touch me! This is absolutely impossible!

“You said that you want me to come to you,” I remind him carefully.

“That was before you slapped me,” he grits through his teeth, “Do you know how lucky you are, Mira? If it was anyone else but you humiliating me like this in public, they would already be dead. In instead, you are being treated like a queen here!”

Is that what he imagines being treated like a queen be? Thank you, but no thank you!

“I am sorry, Your Highness,” I say and he starts caressing my neck instead of squeezing it, “I shouldn’t have slapped you. I was just startled. But…”

“No buts, Mira…”

“Your Highness, allow me, please, to remind you once again that I am engaged. Rien and I…”

“Shut up,” he grabs my wrist with the engagement bracelet, “You don’t need this anymore!”

He tries to open the bracelet, but unsuccessfully. It cannot be opened. He tries his dark magic on it but still, nothing happens. Then he starts just nervously try to pull it off my wrist. For a second there I am even afraid that he is going to break it. The wrist, not the bracelet!

“You are hurting me!” I squirm and he stops as if a bucket of cold water was thrown on him.

“To chaos with it!” he says furiously, “My mage will deal with it later!”

He quickly shoves me onto the bed and climbs on top of me, holding my hands on either side of me. He tries to k**s me again, but I turn away.

“Your Highness! Please! I have a fiancé! We are in love and…”

“Shut up!” he says as his hand wraps around my neck, “This ends up! After I claim you he wouldn’t even look at you! It will all be over and you will be where you belong! Under me!”

“No!” I scream, getting his intentions all too well and trying to wriggle from under his body, but he is far too heavy for me and far too strong.

His tongue is in my neck, leaving wet sticky traces all over it right down to my chest.

“Don’t struggle!” he mutters somewhere in my collarbone and releases my hands. The next second I hear the sound of the ripping fabric and realize that he has just destroyed the top of my dress, my chest almost on full display. He takes a fistful of one of my breasts and rips more fabric with his teeth to get access to the other one.

“No!” I shout and attack him with what I can. Fire is the first thing that comes to mind and I summon it. But dark smoke appears around him and just suffocates my flames, leaving no trace of it. Meanwhile, Dargen doesn’t waste his time and starts ripping the hem of the dress, one of his arms sliding up my thigh, sending unpleasant shivers down my whole body.

This cannot be happening! No! Not to me! Not when I was so happy already!

Tears are rolling down my face as he continues to k**s me wherever he feels the desire to, the hardness in his pants rubbing around my stomach and I feel like I am about to throw up.

Suddenly, a loud banging on the door brings us both into reality. Sounds of struggle behind it and my most favourite voice in the whole world, “Mira! I am here! Dargen! Open the damn door!”

It’s Rien! Rien is going to save me!

“RIEN!” I shout as loud as I can, letting him know that I am here!

But that’s when dark and unpleasant laughter breaks out of Dargen, who is still on top of me.

“Oh, you think he can save you, do you?” he chuckles as if something incredibly funny is going on and I look at him in shock. What does he mean? Rien is here! He is going to help me!

“Mira, Mira,” he says slowly, enjoying every second of what he is doing, “My room is sealed with a royal barrier. Derrien himself was helping to create it, he can’t break it! He will not be able to enter my room. All he can do now is stand there and listen to how I take you. Again and again, and again. And trust me, after I am done, he wouldn’t be there. You lost already, so just accept it!”

I turn to look at the door, tears are making my vision blurry. I don’t hear anything down there anymore… It’s like he is gone already… It can’t be! He can’t leave me here! He loves me! I know he does, he wouldn’t leave me! It’s not possible! It can’t be all over like that! Gods, please, not like that!

“Finally mine!” Dargen starts to unbuckle his belt and I know that this is my last chance! I throw the hardest punch in his jaw I could master, shocking him. The next blow goes down his royal jewels, which he also misses and I try to get out from under him, however, he recovers quicker than I anticipated, pinning me to the bed by my neck with just one of his arms!

“Naughty!” he growls, “Naughty unruly girl! I’ll teach you!”

He tears his shirt off his body and continues with his belt when suddenly a loud noise breaks out and we both watch the wall next to us disappear as if it was torn out of the building….