The Reaper's Wicked Obsession-Chapter 140: A Pitiful Girl Who Still Craves

Isadora sniffled using the back of her hands to wipe her tears away but they wouldn’t stop falling.

Her entire body felt like it could crumble at any moment, and she was desperate to get home before it did. freewebnøvel.coɱ

Her exchange with Kraven was heated. She planned to walk away when she got the chance, but he was persistent. Typical of him.

Everything else became a scar.

Isadora’s mind couldn’t drift away from the emotion she saw in his eyes, it was more profound than anything someone like him had ever portrayed. Who knew he was capable of feeling fear?

It was impossible to think of and it made her wonder if she had gone overboard by using her dagger against her throat.

Gods! Maybe she did, but she was desperate to get him away, how else would she’d convinced him? He would have just taken anything without remorse. He was selfish and an annoyance to her life.

This was for the best.

’It’s for the best’ She thought.

Isadora paused her movement when she set her eyes on Vanya at her door.

Vanya scraped the tip of her boot against the floor in boredom, but when her eyes met Isadora, they lit up in relief.

She hurried to Isadora, hugged her tightly, then pulled away and signed. "Are you alright?"

Isadora’s lips quivered uncontrollably as she came undone, the anguish overriding her beyond control, the last bit of resistance snapped and the tears gushed out.

Vanya’s lips parted in surprise as she watched Isadora break before her eyes. Her heart tugged at the sight and her eyes blinked tears.

Vanya quickly pulled Isadora in her arms as she cried the hardest she had ever done in her entire life and Vanya held her through it all.

~♧~

Vanya’s expression was a mixture of shock and awe as Isadora told her everything.

To her first encounter with Kraven, everything that transpired, the hunt and the night they spent together.

Vanya released a shuddered breath, pressing her hands on the bed to sit properly and digest everything she heard. And all she could think of was... ’Seven gods!’

Isadora patiently waited for her to convey anything and not leave her waiting. Would Vanya scold her for acting like a fool? Would she dislike her like all the ravenites did?

The thought of it was too much for Isadora to bear, she didn’t want Vanya to hate her because Lord Raven had interests in her.

After two minutes of silence, Vanya moved her hands. "Seven gods!"

Isadora couldn’t help it as a smile broke from her lips, Vanya’s expression was just too funny to ignore. They held extreme disbelief and wonder.

"Is that all you have to say?"

"I’m still trying to process. And here I thought you had it deep for Commander Rav."

Isadora blinked at her words confused.

Vanya nodded and signed. "And Lord Raven? What about him? I mean you’ve been intimate with him."

Isadora’s pulse raced, and the realization sunk in again.

She slept with him.

Isadora bit her bottom lip. Was she a fool for doing that? Her emotions led her and all reasoning was thrown out the window and she surrendered herself to him.

And now... she still wanted to think that way, that she had only done it at the moment of weakness. But she couldn’t bring herself to.

Why does it feel like last night was... special?

A memory that will haunt her for the rest of her life, the same way her body sang alive when she thought of his touch, his moans, the desire in his silver eyes that looked like a rare sight of starlight as he wrecked her body beyond measure.

’Alda!’ she thought. ’I’m ruined.’

’I’ll make you crave me until it drives you insane.’

Isadora discreetly rubbed her knees together as his promise echoed in her head. She gripped her knees so hard her nails dug into her leather. The pain caused whatever had conjured to go away.

’You’re pitiful, Isa. He thinks of you as a fresh body to taint and yet you still crave him? You’re beyond redemption.’

Vanya snapped her fingers to grab Isadora’s attention, she had zoned out in her head again, but this time there was a physical reaction.

Her cheeks were red and her face was overly pale, the room was warm and yet she looked like someone who would freeze to death.

"He declared you as Lady Raven, do you know what that means?" Vanya signed, calling out the elephant in the room.

"A title?" Isadora blinked.

’Gods! She has no idea what that means... I’ll just spoil it a little. I don’t want her to be more conflicted.’

"More than that," Vanya signed, hoping her message was passed without revealing too much.

Isadora gulped, it was just a title after all, it didn’t change the fact he ruined her. "It doesn’t matter, he has a way with words," she mumbled as a frown found his face the same way a pain twisted in her. "He probably told Nyssa the same thing when she warmed his bed too."

"Are you sure though? That she has been with him?"

"Of course! She said the same things he did to me! She said it as if she longed for the moments they shared and I’m just the next whore!"

Vanya doubted this because there was no official rumor that Nyssa and Kraven were together, they were close, yes, but she wasn’t sure they were that close.

It was strange.

Vanya turned her attention back to Isadora and found she was spacing out again, her eyes staring at a particular piece of furniture as many unsaid things consumed her mind.

A knock came from the door downstairs gripping Vanya’s attention but Isadora was too lost in her head to know.

Rubbing Isadora’s back in comfort, Vanya rose to her feet and walked out of the room, going downstairs and heading straight to the door.

When she yanked it open she found Rav standing with a worried expression.