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The Pentagram Child(127)



No, it was the dress.

What Sophia said was heart felt and touching but she was also wrong. Because with this dress it was going to be beautiful no matter who wore it over their skin. In fact it was the idea of what Draven would think when he saw it that was making my palms sweat under the black velvet gloves that I was pulling up my arms nervously. I then ran my hands down the fitted bodice gently as it was completely covered with, what Concetta Collini informed me were black Swarovski crystals. It was at its thickest all around the top of my breasts in the sweetheart neckline and spanned out like the tail of a shooting star all the way down to the over skirt.

The dress was mainly a taffeta material in a light grey colour that ruched across the bodice and down to my hip on one side. It then gathered in sections held there by clusters of the black glittering crystals that too burst outwards like stars. This part swooped right round and reached the floor in a small train. But it was the rich material of the under skirt that really got my attention and I wouldn’t fully understand why until later.

It was a thick luxurious material in silver grey with a paisley patterned brocade in black velvet and it’s what gave the dress most of its weight. But it hung beautifully as the underskirt and made you wanted to lift it up and twirl like a little girl dreaming of her wedding day. I think that was what it was about the dress that made my heart flutter. It was more about the ideals it held. The possibilities that let your mind go flying off to dangerous lands of hopes and dreams. Dreams that you knew couldn’t come true but did nothing to crush the feeling of soaring high for what you desired most in the world. And for me, that dream would always be the same…

“To be Mrs Dominic Draven.” I whispered to myself and then froze as I felt the air around me start to electrify. And with this feeling I knew I wasn’t alone. Oh no, I was far from alone and I knew this when I heard a voice speak from behind me. But even if I hadn’t heard his voice, I had his handsome reflection now staring back at me from the mirror. Shock wasn’t the only emotion I could read on his face as there were too many to digest in those short moments. I was the deer caught in headlights. The girl in the mirror caught in an intense black gaze that kept me prisoner as he searched for the truth in the words he had just heard.

And then he spoke and as I knew Draven would, it was a demand he needed…



“Say that again.”





Chapter 30

Say Something.





“Draven I uh…”

“Say it again.” Draven demanded again and I felt my cheeks flame. Jesus but the raw intensity coming from him was like a weapon of power he possessed. It was like being caught in a net.

“Draven please…” I begged knowing I couldn’t repeat those words, but he cared little for my pleading and I knew this when he stormed across the room and stood at my back. He gripped hold of the top of my arms tight enough for me to know it would have been a foolish attempt to pull away, not that I wanted to. He stared at me in the mirror easily with being a full head above me in height, even with my heels.

I gasped suddenly when he pulled me back into him until our bodies were flush with one another. Then one arm left mine and snaked across my front up to grasp my bare neck, holding the last part of me to him.

“I want to feel that name under my hand when it is spoken from your lips…Now…say it again.” I let the rest of my head go slack and fall back into his chest on a sigh he felt on his palm. I had closed my eyes and was taking in the feel of his heavy breathing at my back and I knew he was hitting his limit of waiting for something that was obviously very important to him. It was elevating to my heart to know that he wanted to hear it again. And it was this thought that made me open my eyes as I started saying,

“To be Mrs Dom…Draven!?” I shouted cutting it short as I noticed Draven’s eyes staring back at me, or more like burning back at me through the mirror. It was pure fire and Hell staring back through his eyes and it looked almost like it was trying to consume his soul. As though I was looking through a portal to the other side and that’s when his hands started to get hot.

“Draven!” I shouted again making him tear away from me before his touch would have no doubt burnt me, if it had been given the time. Luckily it only left slight warmth from where his hands had been.

“Draven? You have to tell me what’s happening?!” I asked turning round to face him and only just now taking in his appearance.

“I am sorry…did I…by the Gods but did I hurt you?” He asked taking a step closer to me and reaching out his fingertips to touch my neck.