"Wha-what do you mean take him out of the picture?."
"You'll see." He smirks, "you'll be mine soon. Just like Connor was my mother's."
Connor? As in the fore father Jake was telling me about?, But that's like hundreds of years ago, how could the witch be this man's mother?. This is all just so crazy.
How would he make me his?, If only I knew how the witch made Connor hers. Curse Jake for not completing the story.
"Here", he throws a black shirt at me. "You can p nout that on, I don't need any distractions." Quickly, I put on the shirt and look at him, not even having the strength or urge to argue.
He signals for me to come closer and I obey, hopefully, doing all he says will save Dylan from whatever scheme he's planning.
He grabs my right hand and in a split second, slits my palm in the middle with a very sharp small knife and before I can comprehend what's happening, he cuts his left palm and puts it on my right palm, feeling something like a surge of energy go through me the moment our blood touches.
My eyes were tightly shut as the energy shakes me and several images of Dylan plays in my head.
Soon, only one thing keeps playing before me, the image of Dylan stabbing me in the heart without remorse or reluctance, a sickly bloody smirk played on his lips.
That Savage beast killed me. He took my life before my very eyes just when I thought he came to save me.
He betrayed me.
He never loved me. He has always been a selfish brat and now, it's time he gets what's coming for him. Me.
Immediately, my eyes open and I see the man who saved me sitted on the bed looking all handsome and fierce, looking at me with loving eyes. I can feel his strong power in this room.
He's much more stronger than that weakling I got married to. I shouldn't have treated him so badly. But it was Dylan's fault I did that, now he'll have to pay.
"I'm Cr-Crystal." I said sitting closely beside him, his delicious scent filling my nose.
"Sean." He says melting my heart with that full lips of his curved up in the most beautiful smile I've ever seen.
"That's a really sexy name Sean", I smile biting my lower lip, not being able to take my eyes off his.
He catches me staring and grabs me by waist and pulls me closer, making me gasp in surprise and pleasure.
He leans in and I place my lips on his, kissing his soft plump lips that I've been craving and he kisses me back, tasting like the most delicious blue berries ever.
He lifts me and puts me on his thighs, not breaking the kiss as his hand goes into the shirt and straight for my breast.
Moaning, I tug at his hair and kiss him harder while his fingers keep nibbling at my nipple so expertly, sending all my hormones flying and my body ready for him as I feel a wetness in my region and his budge hard against me.
He feels really bigger than Dylan and I want him in me already.
"Hey", he says in a sexy husky voice, pulling back, "we can't right now."
"But why not?" I ask, running my hands all over him letting him know how badly I want him.
"If you want me so badly, you have to get rid of Dylan."
"What?" Why do I have to do that first, "I could always do that when we're done."
"No Crystal. It has to be now." If killing Dylan would make Sean be with me, then I can't stall.
A second late is a second away from my Sean and I can't afford that.
"What would you have me do?", I ask and he puts me back on the bed, getting up.
"I'd send you back to your body, you kill him and then you come back to me."
"Easy", I smirk. It would even be easier to kill him than it was for him to kill me.
"You have my powers. You just have to be able to maximize it's use in order to get your desired results." He says and I nod, feeling really powerful already.
"Now remember. I love you, Dylan does not. He got you entangled in his family's mess and killed you in the end. It's time for revenge. Kill him".
His words stick to me and I find pleasure in it. He saved me, he loves me and I love him too.
"Okay. I'm ready."
"Good." He smiles proudly and signals for me to get up which I do with so much enthusiasm and happiness. I can't wait to hear that bastard scream in agony when I stick a burning knife in his eyes.
I can't wait to see the look on his face when I push a knife through his heart. I close my eyes and feel Sean touch my forehead just like he did when he was saving me.
Few seconds and I feel like I'm floating on air again but this time, I feel as if I know the exact direction.
Not thinking about anything, I concentrate until I can't even feel myself anymore, my mind afloat.
Not knowing how long it took, I feel myself stop moving, stagnant even.
Trying to figure out my position or where I am, I move a bit and something pokes me. That's when I realise I'm back at the cabin, in my body, in the spiky chair, alive.
Taking steady breaths, I open my eyes no one's in this room. Where did that son of a bitch hide?!!.
The sound of movement from behind heightens my senses and I turn around to see Dylan standing by a table, backing me.
I keep staring at him and only few seconds pass when he notices something's off then turns around.
He looks at me few seconds in confusion before his eyes widen in shock and recognition and I smirk.
He has no idea what I have in stock for him.
Crystal's encounter with Sean is passed over in his various acts, which effectively communicates how insignificant the whole affairs was in the mind and intentions of Sean. She couldn't resist the advance of a man who saved her, and is capable of taking whatever or whoever he wants.