The Demon's Claim [House of Arcane #2]
Chapter 6: The Request

Logan O’Sullivan’s POV

I was sipping on my liquor when the door of the library opened again. I turned to expect someone else but it was my rebellious wife. I think that title suited her for Nora McCarthy was not a person to be messing around.

I can see that she had recovered from the grieve as her face was stoic of emotion. If anything, she can pass to be a robot. Which I would totally be fine with but I know that she’s not so, I will not push her anger just yet.

It was fun to tease this woman, especially when she was showing all the emotions that I never got from Cornelia. Nora was reminding me of her. Her express of emotion was the same was as Cornelia when we first met. When I claimed her from Abigail Hayes. It was truly something to be held and I will never forget about her.

Not when I know that she was out there somewhere.

‘I see that you are recovered, love. Do you need a wine for that?’ I asked her as Nora was narrowing her eyes at me. She stepped toward me as I was standing near the decanter, sipping on the liquor without a care in the world. She took a deep breath before she was looking at me.

‘Look, Logan, I’m sorry for slapping you earlier—‘

‘Apology accepted,’ I said,

‘But I think I have something to tell you that I know you will have to agree with me no matter what if you were telling the truth,’ she said as I was arching my eyebrows at her.

‘And that is?’

Nora looked at me as her blue-green eyes were shining. It sparked with flame and I felt my heart was tugged toward it. I wanted her to look at me like that. Cornelia never did see me like that before. But I wanted Nora to look at me like that.

God, what is wrong with me?! Nora is not Cornelia and she never will be. If I ever replace Cornelia’s reincarnate again, I have to let Nora go.

I just have to.

‘You will help me to replace my parents’ killer and bring justice to the matter,’ she said before I was blinking at her. Then, I laughed.

I fucking laughed at her face and that was the first mistake that I ever done with Nora McCarthy if I ever wanted to gain her trust.

Nora McCarthy’s POV

This fecker!

What the hell was he supposed to be laughing at when I was being serious about my idea? Does he think I am bluffing?! Oh, I will show him if he thinks I was bluffing. I stared at him as he was still laughing before Logan was wiping his tears.

What the fuck!

‘Are you done?’ I asked him as I was crossing my arms in front of my chest. I was arching my eyebrows before I was waiting for him to get some air into his lungs.

What a stupid man.

‘So, let me get this straight,’ Logan said as he put his wine down and stared at me. His uncanny turquoise eyes were looking at me as I was getting absorbed in their depth. What a beautiful eyes and how much I wanted it to be focusing on me. Only me.

What the fuck was I’m saying? This man laughed when I presented an idea and now you want him to stare at you?! I think you need to knock yourself in the head before you do that stupid thing, my mind reminded me before I was nodding at him. Logan was looking at my face for a long time before he tilted his head.

‘What will you do if I say no?’ he asked me as I knew that he will be telling me that. I smiled at him before I stepped closer, making sure that our hot breaths mingled and he knew that I was not messing around.

‘If you refuse, then I will have to replace another man to help me. Someone that is not a jerk in any way and perhaps I will compensate him with my body and attention,’ I said before his turquoise eyes blazed with fury.

Take that you idiot!

‘You will do no such things,’ he growled at me as he was stepping closer. I smirked wickedly at him before I was putting my hand on his chest. He looked at my hand before I went to whisper in his ear.

‘Then, perhaps I will compensate you later if you agreed to help me, husband, for I never be with anyone before,’ I said seductively as I can sense that Logan stiffed under my touch. I smirked at myself before I was making my face as innocent as possible.

‘But then, you did not want to help me so I think I might give it to someone else that deserved it, don’t you think?’ I asked him before I stepped away. As I was trying to make sure that I will have the upper hand here, Logan turned it into 180 degrees immediately as he was pulling by the wrist of my hand and pushed me against the wall.

I gasped as I was looking at his turquoise eyes before we were breathing hard. I was waiting for him to do anything stupid so that I can take it to the city hall and reported an assault or something. Maybe that will make him back off from me.

But the thing is, I wanted him to be possessive of me. I don’t know why when my head said no for this reaction but my heart…it was begging for it to happen.

Anything at all.

Logan was staring at me for the longest time before I was looking at his handsome face. I did not have a chance to look at his face before and right now, I have the opportunity to do so. His high cheekbones told me that he might be high born or his ancestors were in aristocracy.

I am not sure if that’s historically true or not but looking at the portraits, perhaps it ran in the family.

His nose were straight and aristocratic, like I think the meat can be cut through it as well as his chiseled jaws. I wanted to run my fingers on them and perhaps bite his chin. And don’t get me started on his chin.

His cleft chin if I have to be honest.

If I looked at the previous males that I found attractive, they are nothing compared to Logan O’Sullivan. The cleft chin made him even more attractive by 100% like he belonged on the cover magazine of male models. But he was not and he was standing in front of me right now.

I was breathing heavily before I was looking into his eyes now. It was something that I never saw in anyone that I ever met in my life. It was peculiar yet sensual as well. Then, Logan leaned closer as it was time my time to stiffen. His hot breaths were hitting my ears before I heard that he was whispering huskily in them.

‘Now, that’s an offer that I cannot refuse for I have been so long without a woman in my life. Since you’re my wife, I think it is only my right to have you by my side every night, warming my bed as I know every wife should,’ he said before we were turning to look at each other again. I narrowed my eyes as I was clenching my jaws.

‘Will I be expecting that you will be looking elsewhere if I was not able to fulfill you, husband?’ I asked him before Logan blinked at me. I can see that he was trying to answer this question without making him looked like a husband that will have an external affair.

I will sack him for sure if he did.

Logan smirked before he was coming closer to my face, close enough that I can feel if I move a little bit, our lips will touch and I don’t know what will I do if it did.

‘Well, we don’t want that now, do we? For I can sense that you are very territorial with your man, wife,’ he said before my heart was beating loudly that I know he can hear it. Dammit!

I shrugged before I arched my eyebrow, ‘I think I will need something else to consider about sleeping with you later. For you are not willing to help me out, O’Sullivan,’ I said before my husband smirked at me.

‘Will this be enough?’ he said as he gripped my nape and pulled me closer before did something that I did not expect him to do.

He kissed me.

I was shocked at first for I was blinking my eyes now. Then, I slowly closed them as I was enjoying the kiss that Logan was putting on my lips. We never shared a kiss before for I was married to him when he was blackmailing my family.

And right now, I was giving him the access to it.

I opened my eyes before I was pulling back, breaking the kiss as well. I was looking at him, bewilderment before I was raising my hand to slap his cheek. Logan stopped me and smirked at me as if he knew I will do that.

But he never saw my feet coming.

I stepped on his toes before he was cursing under his breaths. I ran away from his clutches as I was running toward the door. I turned to look at him before I saw that Logan was smiling widely as if he was a mad man.

I married a mad man, I must have been before I was escaping to get away as far away from him as possible now.