"Tristan, I..."
"Did you kiss Damien or not?" Tristan asked coldly.
"No, I didn't. He kissed me, but I didn't kiss back."
Tristan could see the truth in her eyes, but he still felt angry that another man had touched her. "Come here."
Aria slowly walked towards him and gasped when he grabbed her. He kissed her forcefully as if punishing her for letting another man kiss her.
She winced in pain when he bit her lips, but his lips slowly became gentle, and after a while, Tristan rested his forehead on hers "You are mine."
Aria nodded, but Tristan grabbed her chin and whispered, "Say it."
"I'm yours." Aria whispered.
Tristan closed his eyes for a moment, trying to control the desire to take her right this moment.
He has already marked her, and the spell he had placed in the milk should still be effective.
Tristan didn't know if he was making the right decision or not, but what he did know was that he wanted her, right now.
