I was curious about the way he drove, with such confidence as if he knew the way perfectly, as if he knew the city even better than I did. Although she also wanted to call his attention to how fast he was going, and she wanted to tell him that there was no rush, that there was no need for him to drive like crazy. But I stayed with my arms crossed and pursed my lips, just watching the streets instead of him.At one of the turns, the roughness with which he turned caused my head to bang lightly against the glass, and instead of deigning to offer an apology, he let out a light laugh. This time I did look at him, anger radiating from my face."Do you want, for heaven's sake, to drive well?" I mumbled.He didn't answer, just stared ahead. I noticed that a wrinkle crossed her brow and that he kept a sterner face than usual, but I didn't dare ask why. In my heart, I was grateful that he was at least paying attention to the road. I sighed and decided to guide my thoughts in another direction.

Then the uncertainty that I had recently discussed with Khaius came to me: the reason for the pact. Something she really did want to know, but hadn't had the guts to ask. If this experiment worked, it would be easier for me to try to find out by this means.Although the result terrified me.I wanted him to know, I wanted him to give me an answer. So I formulated the question in my head and, following his instructions, I figured I could expand the doubt to him. That, in some inexplicable and supernatural way, she could make him hear what he was thinking.The question echoed in my head repeatedly, like an insistent voice, and I kept it that way for a period of time that I wasn't able to assimilate.Then suddenly he pulled away from me. I opened my eyes, only to see her take a long breath. She ran her hands through her hair in a gesture full of irritation.-Nothing? I asked cautiously.He shook his head without looking at me. Suddenly, I felt how silence and cold dominated the atmosphere

He found my wrists, which were clenched into fists in his shirt, and grabbed them to direct them toward his neck; Still curious, I hooked them into his hair, surprised at how soft he was. His hands traveled to the small of my back and he dragged me towards him, reducing the scant distance between us to nothing.Doubts crept into my mind.Why didn't it feel the same as before? Why she now she didn't want to push me away? Why did he seem so… pleasurable, so obsessive?Azazziel tilted his head, giving him more access to my mouth, and he suddenly felt even closer than before. The heat emanating from him was overwhelming, stifling, but I refused to move away. With the anger still seeping through me, I tugged hard at the strands of his hair. I caught the vibration in his throat as he let out a hoarse growl, and then he grabbed my hands and cupped them on either side of my head. Suddenly my back was touching the tree again, and his stomach pressed against mine. His teeth caught my lower lip

The living room of my house was completely dark. The only thing on was the television, glowing in the blackness and illuminating the faces of my parents, who were hugging on the couch and covered with a blanket.My mother gave a little scream when I cleared my throat, an act that seemed appropriate with the soundtrack—at an annoying volume—from the TV. I realized they were watching a horror movie and covered half my face with one hand to avoid focusing on the screen. I gave them a forced smile after my father offered me to eat the rolls that mom had prepared. Although my stomach actually felt so tight that I wasn't hungry, I agreed to avoid hurting her feelings and for his peace of mind, and ate just one. They made it easy for me to escape as quickly as possible to the second floor, since they were well aware of how much I hated scary movies, so they didn't protest when I left them alone.I reached the upstairs hallway shuffling my feet and, with insecurity on the surface, I entered m

I pursed my lips and tried to give him an answer, out of politeness more than anything, even though I was sure that his belief that his girlfriend and I looked alike was because he didn't know me at all. In my life a boy gave me a gift, since in the short time I was with Dave we didn't manage to celebrate anything. So I racked my brain to find what to say to him; However, he seemed to take my ideas into account and even thanked me with a smile. For a long time, the conversation with him seemed relaxed, until the bell at the entrance rang and customers began to arrive. Although I didn't tell him, I was secretly grateful for the distraction, in ways I couldn't understand. Maybe it was only due to the fact that I was talking to him for the first time, almost half a year after entering there. Or maybe,I didn't see Khaius or Akhliss outside the cafeteria, nor when I finished work. I narrowed my eyes suspiciously as I waited at the bus stop, turning my head sideways, since I was able to se