Chapter 36: The promises

Cassandra slowly opened her eyes. Her heart skipped a beat when her tantalite eyes met his beautiful ones, staring straight at her with a smile.

He was shirtless, and he had a tattoo on his chest. She gulped, wanting to sink into the bed, but her mind changed when she noticed a sliver of sunlight peeking through the covered windows.

She took a glance at the clock hung on the ceiling above the bed. "F*ck, I forgot about Akia; where is she? Is she already awake?"

"Relax, sweetie. Akia is still sleeping and isn't worried about her. Maria already prepared her breakfast when she woke up," he said, giving her a sweet smile as she felt naked. Then he heard Edward smirking as if he thought her reaction was cute.

"How about another round for this morning, Sweetie?" he asked, his raspy voice making her shiver. She pressed her lips together tightly as her face flushed. Even after lying on the bed, she appeared so insignificant in front of him.

She appears to be a small, easily broken submissive. He began caressing her lower lip with his thumb. He looked all over her face before finally settling on her lips.

He drew her face closer to his by trailing his fingers from her lips to her chin. She closed her eyes tightly, anticipating what was to come.

She was expecting him to take her lips in a deep kiss. When his lips landed softly on her closed eyes, her body stiffened. Then on her nose, and finally on both of her cheeks.

The pecks were so gentle and precise that she couldn't help but think she was still sleeping and this was all a dream.

When his cold arm wrapped around her warm bare waist, her entire body shuddered. He gently drew her closer to his chest, giving her goosebumps.

"Look at me, my dear Cassandra," he said softly, and her ears perked up. She slowly opened her eyes, and as soon as she did, his lips touched hers.

Her hands flew up and landed on his chest by themselves. When he moved his lips softly, slowly, and with care, her heart began to beat rapidly in her chest.

Her hands had formed fists and were resting on his chest. When he felt her muscles relax, Edward unconsciously smiled and planted a kiss. He drew her in dangerously close, leaving no room between them. His bare chest touched hers as she moved her lips.

She kissed him back, not wanting to waste this moment with him, and the speed of his kiss surprised her with how soft and pure it was.

He tangled his fingers in her brown hair, intensifying the kiss. When he gently bit her lower lip, she gasped in a kiss, arching her back.

He shoved his tongue into her mouth. He slowly devoured her, taking his time. His other hand drew her closer to him. Their lips were gently and soothingly molded.

Their breathing was becoming erratic. Nothing could stop him. He gently tugged on her hair, causing her to raise her head, causing her teeth to brush against his upper lip.

"Ahhhh, f*ck, it feels so good, my love," he moaned quietly before quickening the kiss. He expertly took the lead and gently made her lie down on her back while hovering above her.

Her bare breasts touched his bare chest, causing him to groan in delight. She began to feel dizzy because he didn't stop kissing her and instead continued to deepen it.

When he felt her chest tighten in need of air, he separated their lips, sucking for some air.

"F*ck," he cursed again, his breathing becoming labored. The kiss was beyond his wildest dreams. He'd never kissed a woman like this before, and doing it so passionately with her makes him want her even more. Gentle kisses were never his thing.

But the way his entire body tingled with pleasure, he wouldn't mind repeating this type of kiss with her.

When his possessive gaze fell on her lovely face, he felt a strange sensation in his heart. Her soft chubby cheeks were crimson. Her red kissable lips were reminding him to kiss her again, just like he did a few seconds ago.

Her chest heaving up and down in response to his bare chest flipped his heart up and down. Her tiny hands on his shoulders made him shiver with unfathomable pleasure.

He leaned in again, pecking her lips. He kissed her several times, making her breathe harder. He kissed her lips several times before burying his face in her sweaty neck.

He exhaled, sniffing her lovely scent. His arms wrapped around her, and he took deep breaths while resting his head in her crook.

He wished that this moment would never end. The brief encounter with her convinced him that he needed her even more in his life, "F*ck, I'm going to wife you up as soon as possible," he said.

She wasn't just for submassive; she'd become his greatest obsession between love and desire. His greatest dream is to make his dream a reality. He desires her. He wants everything from her.

Her entire body. Her spirit. Her soul everything He's a tyrant. He's enraged. He's fixated. just for her. For the first time in his life, someone has decided to accept him without regard for money or any other consideration. She desires his tenderness and care before the love she truly desires. He'll give her everything because he wants her to feel even more valuable.

"Promise me one thing, sweetie," he said subtly as Cassandra gulped at the sound of his deep voice.

"What exactly is it, my love?" He drew his head away from her neck before approaching her face.

"Promise me you'll never leave me, and I promise not to hurt you because you are the only woman that I will love in eternity. So, stay with me until we get old, let's give Akia a perfect family," he said with his sincere voice.

She looked at him, unsure, before nodding. "Yes, my love. I promise. "