Bites & Addiction

I'd never expected something like that when Roman told me that I was his cure, although I knew that he wanted me so badly.

I often felt the attraction and some kind of bond whenever he came close to me, but I'd never thought it could be real. The bond and attraction that I'd felt for him was real and it wasn't a compulsion that he used that night. It was fucking real.

Damn it. I am his mate.

A devil's mate.

"Will you bring my Roman back?" Freya croaked, her eyes shimmering with tears.

Meanwhile, I felt a tuck in my heart as I looked at her pleading face. She was really in pain for his son and expecting me to help him, but I didn't want to make any promise to her that I might not keep.

"I...I don't know if I can do this, Freya." I said, turning my eyes away as I didn't want to look at her pale and anguished face that was full of grief.

Taking my hands in her, she squeezed gently and smiled, "It's okay if you want some time, but I don't know how long he'll be able keep it." I looked up at her and immediately lowered my eyes to avoid her pleading gaze, "I don't want to force you in anything. I just want you to comfort him in his bad time and always stay at his side to support him."

Slowly, I looked up and bit my lip. "Will you?" She sniffed, "Will you do this for me....please?"

Brushing her tears away, I gently squeezed her hands back and nodded. "I'll always stand at his side, no matter what happens." I assured her. "I promise."

She smiled, "Thank you."

And I smiled her back.

*~*~*

Whenever I had felt like I was in deep confusion or in trouble and I needed advice then I had always called my best friend Piper to lighten my mood and to take some fair advice.

To call her, I grabbed my phone and switched it on as I had switched it off before because I didn't want to receive any calls that had been coming continuously after the day I got married. Although the wedding was simple and no one had known about that but three days ago I watched the news about my wedding on TV and realised that everyone knew about that.

"What the Fuck? Why the hell did you switch off your Fucking phone? And most of all, Is it Fucking true that you fucking got married?" She yelled on the other side after picking up the call at first ring.

Obviously she would be angry because I didn't tell her about my wedding even when she was my best friend.

"I'll tell you everything. Just meet me at Charlie's Angels at 9 o'clock sharp." I babbled and suddenly she went silent as she realised that I want to meet her at our place. "Bye!" After that I cut the call, switching it off again.

"You should wear this, Flora." Stella exclaimed as she took out a black offshouder knee length from closet

I did best thing to let her choose my dress, because now it seemed like she was more excited than me as I was going to the club to meet my friend.

"I don't want to wear black tonight." I pursed my lips and shook my head. "I have already enough darkness in my life."

Nodding in approval, she put the dress back in place and after about five minutes she finally find out a dress after going through rummaging the whole closet.

I took a hold of dress and admired its beauty for a minute. It was burgundy satin fabric, wrap style dress that was showing My curves and I was confident with it because I knew I got flesh where it should be. The dress had flattering punge nickline and I teamed it with strappy heals. I straightened my blonde hair and left them untied.

"You look beautiful." Stella gushed from behind me as I was looking in the mirror.

Grinning, I turned around, "I think the best word to say is 'Sexy'."

She chuckled and shook her head. "Enjoy the night!"

I kissed her cheek before leaving for club.

I myself drove to the club after insisting the chauffeur that I wanted to go alone. Although he hesitated and protested in fear of Roman but I assured him that Roman wouldn't fire him until I'm alive.

The drive was ten minutes long and when I reached the club, I parked the Car at parking area, and grabbing my pearl embellished clutch I headed toward entrance.

As I entered, I directly headed toward our already designated booth without even glancing at my surrounding and saw Piper, her head were lowered and she was continuously typing something on her phone.

"Hey!" I exclaimed and slid onto the seat. Immediately, her head raised and her hazel green eyes were eyeing me suspiciously and she taunted, "Sorry. But you can't sit here as this seat is already reserved for my friend."

"I'm sure your friend won't protest if I sit here."

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever."

"I'm sorry!" I apologised with puppy eyes.

"For what?" She raised an eyebrow, "You haven't broke any rule, Flora,except you married a most handsome and richest man in the world without even caring to tell me about it."

I bit my bottom lip as I realised my mistake that I didn't tell her about my wedding even she was my best friend and I really felt guilty about that.

"It was just happened so suddenly that I didn't even get a chance to tell you. Besides, I didn't know about that either until a day before wedding."

"Do You've any idea what's everyone talking about in college?" She said with concern, "They think that you were pregnant."

"What?" I snapped, "I'm not pregnant."

"I know." She nodded, "But these useless people want a reason why you married so soon. So the whole college thinks that you were pregnant with Roman's child that's why you had to married him."

"I don't care what everyone thinks." I sighed, "I just care what Noah think. Is he alright? Has he been crying like a heartbroken boyfriend?"

She eyed me like I'd grown two heads over my body and blurted, "Are you out of your mind?" I narrowed my eyes at her. "You really think about Noah when you're now married to a most handsome man on the whole fucking planet?"

"Yes. I do care." I proclaimed. "Now tell me how's he doing?"

A corner of her eyes crinkled and she said, "I don't know, I haven't seen him since a week. Anyway, why are you not coming college? Do you have any idea how much loss you would have if you missed the classes? For god sake, it's your last year, Flora."

"Actually..." I cleared my throat, "Dad suggested me not to go college for some time."

Raising a brow, she quizzed, "For how long exactly?"

"Umm.....two or three months May be." I said pursing my lips in a thin line.

She frowned, "Are you fucking kidding me?" While I shrugged knowing the fact that I couldn't go to college unless the rumours seem to disappear.