Chapter 98: Frustrated

"Brys," I peered up at him. "Your Brys."

"To hell!" He leaned down and stared into my eyes. "Amalites are known for their dark magic. What the hell did you do to me?! Why can't I be satisfied by others?!" He growled into my face, sounding like he was moments from snapping my head off my neck.

A smile played at the side of my lips. "Your body recognizes me, Storm." I stared into my eyes, trying to find the Storm I left behind, the same one I willingly gave my heart to.

A scream tore from my throat when he slapped me. My cheeks tinged from pain at his actions, and I glared up at him, pissed that he dared to raise his hands at me, but I couldn't rip the chains.

He wrapped his hand around my neck, "Whatever thing you used on me, will be broken with time!" He turned and walked towards his bed. He wrapped his robe around his still-hard dick and walked to the door.

I expected him to leave but was shocked when he returned after speaking to someone by the door.