Bound To You

|Chapter 11|

||Haze: a state of mental obscurity or confusion||

Arabella had taken her car to go to Elena's. She had kept in contact with Elena as her family was a very close friend of the Gardenias. They had often came to visit North America and the Gardenians. Arabella and Elena were very close, that was, as close as Arabella would let someone come to her.

Arabella had surprised Elena by showing up unexpectedly at her manor. The two had spent their time discussing Arabella's self proclaimed dilemma in the living room and somehow Elena had managed to throw alcohol in the mix.
The two became quite drunk quite fast and now they were laughing and giddy.
Arabella had become very much acquainted with alcohol in those few months she locked herself in the house. She loved the feeling of the sour liquid that warmed her throat and stomach and slightly burned, it hurt enough to take away from the feelings she fought with.

When Elena's clock chimed signaling six o'clock, Arabella had realized that she had been there for the entire afternoon and packed up her things to leave. Elena too realized it was late and she knew she had other things to do.
Bidding Elena farewell, Arabella warned Elena not to tell anyone of her and the king being mates. Quickly exiting, she drove her car down the lane to her house, if it had been farther then she would have let one of Elena's chauffeurs escort her home.

Laughing to herself as she thought of a joke she turned into the gates to her home and drove through her circular driveway. She was too busy focusing on the yellow lines on the road as they rushed by that she failed to see the King was still there.

Opening her front door, she took off her shoes and walked into the kitchen to retrieve a glass to enjoy more of the satisfying liquor. Her senses had dulled down to the point of a human's. She couldn't smell the intruder that was somewhere in her house.
As she downed many tequila shots down in a matter of seconds, her mind and body went into a haze.

Arabella was about to go upstairs to change as her mind and body suddenly craved to for a swim in the pool at the back, the climate here was unexpectedly hot and seemed to overheat her body.
She turned around to see a man watching her with great intensity. She quickly realized that this was the King as her eyes widened.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, her face grim and her mouth set in a slight frown. She had not forgotten everything that occurred that day.

"I can't just let you-" The King began but Arabella had walked out the room, she still wanted to swim.

She had began to ascend the stairs when the King asked incredulously, "Where are you going?"

She turned around and looked at him, "Upstairs." She said looking at him with incredulity, pointing up the stairs.

Ascending the stairs too now was the King and he began again, "I can't just let you reject me. I said I-I can't explain why you were rejec-." He pleaded softly.
Arabella had noticed that his hair had be ruffled from his neat combed hair, as if he had ran his hand through it many times.
'It made him look sexier.' she thought still drunk as ever.

She wasn't listening to a thing he said and ignored him as she tried to remember what Elena had told her about the King.

Reaching the door, the King still pouring his heart out behind her, she went inside and locked the door behind her. The alcohol had made her forgot all her manners, but right now she didn't care.

Arabella quickly took off her dress and fished around for a bathing suit and was successful when she found a two piece high waisted bottoms and halter top with a geometric pattern that made her eyes hurt. After putting it on she layered on a black poncho sweater that stopped right below her bikini.

Opening the door, she strode past the King quite gayly. The King followed suit behind confused and curious to what she was doing. Sniffing the air, he could smell the concentrated odor of alcohol emanating from Arabella's body and he quickly realized that she was drunk.

Arabella skipped down the stairs happily as she made her made downstairs and into the kitchen. She poured herself a full glass of pure scotch and downed in like a shot, as the King looked on with shock. Refilling her glass to the brimming point she began strolling through her house towards the screen door at the back of her house as she sipped on the refreshing liquor. Now outside, she rested her glass on one of the tables. The King had been following her and was speaking to her, asking her something but she ignored him.

She quickly stripped out of the poncho she was wearing and the King's eyes raked down the back of her body as lust pooled in his eyes. The alcohol was like magic as it seemed to make all her common sense disappear. Still ignoring the King she ran and dived into the pool, coming up she slicked her wet hair back and laughed loudly at the water that cooled her body.

The King looked amazed as he stared at her figure in the water as she laughed. Her smile was exquisite and hypnotizing as the King seemed to smile along with her. Her eyes half closed as she laughed heartily at what seemed like nothing to the King. As joy pooled her eyes, the King never wanted it to disappear as he stood at the end of the pool.

"Are you finished?" He asked her quite amused, he had been standing there for ten minutes watching her laugh her heart out.

As she looked at him now, she fabricated a plan as she swam towards him.

"Yes, I'm finished. Can you help me up please?" She said as she outstretched her for him to help her.
The King cluelessly took her hand and was about to help her out when she yanked him forcefully into the water. The King fell face first into the water and she burst out into a hysteric fit of laughter. Clutching her stomach she laughed harder as he resurfaced and looked at his wet self before he glared at her.

The scotch had really got to her head and she wasn't thinking straight when she pulled the King down.

He growled softly before he said lowly "Stop laughing." What he said only made her laugh louder as she mocked him in response.

"I'm going to get you." He rumbled out slowly but she didn't hear as her laughter buried his statement.

When she saw him coming towards her, she began to swim away but she still laughed hard and that slowed her down.

The King reached her in a couple of seconds as he grabbed her waist and pulled her into his chest. Between her laughing fits she looked at the king. His wet shirt had clung to his chest and stomach and filled in the depressions left by his abs and pecs, the short had become slightly translucent. The long sleeves of this white shirt clasped unto the well defined muscles of his arms.
His now wet hair was stuck to his forehead and were slightly blocking his eyesight.

Strong arms still wounded tightly around her waist, her laughter died down as she noticed the tension filled atmosphere. Her mind still in a haze, she wrapped her arms around his neck. Stiffening, amusement filled his eyes.

She brought one hand from his neck and brushed his wet hair out of his eyes, before cupping his face. Their skins on fire lit from each other's.

He was the reason all her hard work went down in vain. And he thought he would receive affection for it? He thinks I will allow him to touch me? She wondered.

She looked into his eyes and then said coldly, "I will never forgive you. You don't deserve to be forgiven." She said answering the question he indirectly asked before when he said that he was sorry. She shoved him off her and got out of the pool.

"You should know when your not wanted. And learn that no means no." She said stopping and turning around to talk to him.
She wanted him out of her home. He had polluted it enough with his presence. She felt no remorse when she saw him sadly exiting the property and driving away in his car.

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The poor king.

Do you think Arabella should just accept him and stop holding a grudge or do you think she deserves to be mad?

Will Arabella forgive the King soon?

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❤️Jay