Ara didn't even need to look up to know who's footsteps found themselves warily into her office. The sound of expensive leather along with the room tinging of the cologne only one man she knew wore, Roman.
When they had parted before he had filled her with such sweet words a sympthony could be orchestrated from the way she felt. That one night is all it took, she had found someone worthy of being her mate. Until- of course, just like any other man his short-handed view of the world disrupted her beautiful fantasy.
--------A few nights before-------
God.
That felt fantastic, just not the usual fantastic when it came to sex. The kind that unlocks something deep down, allowing no boundaries. When Roman had finished the brightest purple overtook his aura, emerald flowing back to her.
Within that moment of complete unison in the world they shared as their bodies were together, she saw something she didn't quite understand. Taking it as an excited memory of a blonde underneath him- just as she was, Ara thought it was a harmless memory for him to accidentally allow her to see. It wasn't until another followed, revealing who the female was.
While Roman was still positioned on top of her he carassed her cheek softly, his gaze one that could dissolve sugar. There was something different about him she couldn't quite place besides her power pulsing through him, but that wasn't it. No, this different almost seemed.. Peaceful. His usual tense physique seemed at complete ease, almost like he had found his muse.
"I.. will never let you go.. Ever, do you understand?" Roman's voice was harsh, filled with him claiming ownership over her. Once Ara had nodded he leaned down kissing her so passionately, the polar opposite to his kisses while they were sinning. She couldn't fathom why only coming to the conclusion it was to seal the deal they had just agreed upon.
A few moments after they were dressed her curiousity was peaked, so naturally she questioned about his sister. Boy. Did that not end well. As much as Ara tried she couldn't get him to understand, even when he realized the orgy he saw with her in it was her memory. She was absolutely infuriated by his small-mindedness to the world working more magic outside of upirs and werewolves. What they had shared was something exquisite, not of this world, something to be cherished if you walk away from it not as a pile of ash.
"Get the fuck out, whore. If I ever see your face again I will end you. Go!" Ara jumped slightly at the raise of his voice, the strain she felt was none other than her fresh imprint being uprooted as quickly as it was formed. Gathering her things hastily she headed for the door, stopping just short enough she could see Roman put a hole through the wall. The beautiful emerald aura she had become fond of was simmering a blood red.
"We could have been absolutely beautiful.." Ara whispered to herself before leaving, expecting to never see Roman again.
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"I asked a question, Roman." Annoyed she dropped her pen, looking up she cupped her hands together and rested her chin upon it. He looked like hell, a small laugh stuck in her throat from her petty thoughts of him deserving it. Although she was attempting her hardest not to feel anything, the scar of their imprint began to itch as she watched him.
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