The Reaper's Wicked Obsession-Chapter 197: Back To Desire’s Haven

Kraven kept his agitated gaze on Isadora. His blood felt like it would burn out of his skin and melt him alive.

He pictured the way she walked out on him, repeatedly, until it became the only thing his mind could construct.

The silence for the past hour had been tormenting.

Isadora suddenly had the urge to walk independently, giving enough space until it seemed as if they weren’t traveling together anymore.

Logi, on the other hand, couldn’t take this anymore, not just the silence eating him alive, but Kraven’s aura became difficult to withstand.

It stilled the wind and chased the birds away. He can’t enjoy nature peacefully without worrying about his head being cut off.

This has to stop.

"Whatever is wrong should be dealt with." He fixed his pointed gaze on Kraven. "You might kill something without touching it."

Taking a better look at Kraven, he could notice how unnerved he was. Another emotion stirred around him, draining his aura.

He appeared hurt.

Logi almost snorted a laugh at the idea, but he refrained from doing so. If Kraven was hurt as he thought, then it was... unbelievable.

"I should say the same thing for you, Logi. You’re the genius behind the wrongness," Kraven replied with malice pared into his tone.

"And what does that mean?"

"You’ve been speaking to her," he voiced, like the mere thought rattled him.

"I speak to her all the time. Besides, she’s nicer than you are." freёwebnoѵel.com

Kraven halted his steps abruptly, facing Logi with a sinister gaze searing through his silver orbs. "You told her what you shouldn’t have. I should’ve ripped out your vocal cord a long time ago."

Logi shivered, but he kept his composure. An idea flavored his mind, and a smirk curled on his lips.

"I say a lot of things, Kraven. You’re going to be more specific before you throw threats around," he taunted.

Kraven took in a sharp intake of breath, his hand clutching Logi’s collar. "The tonic!" he seethed.

"I didn’t know. I guessed."

"You guessed correctly! It’s funny when you do that... don’t you think?"

"It wasn’t hard to guess... she was the one who figured it out. You underestimate how much she reads you."

"She doesn’t need to read me. She only needs to trust me. But now she’s angry because of you!"

"No!" Logi countered. "She’s angry because you made that decision. That’s on you!"

"You forget your place, Logi." He squeezed harder against his collar.

This was a mechanism for Kraven, stopping him from drawing his sword and cutting Logi in half.

"Next time you want to be clever, don’t!"

"What’s wrong with you two?!" Isadora snapped, grabbing their attention.

They turned simultaneously to Isadora, glaring at them like she wanted to scorch holes through their skin.

But they were pinned at Kraven’s hands, clutching Logi’s collar like he was on the verge of launching him into the air.

"Hurt him, and we’re going to have a problem," she warned.

Kraven smirked. "A problem?" he mused, releasing Logi as if he were now a mere nuisance.

All his focus was on his little bunny, who looked like she wanted to send him to Daudi.

"What kind of problem, love? You’ll make me regret it?" He stepped closer to her.

Isadora didn’t waver, refusing to back down. Her arms crossed against her chest.

"Cat got your tongue, love? Or are you settling for the option of walking out on me like you did earlier?" Kraven didn’t hide the anger in his tone, revealing that what she did earlier frustrated him.

"I was beginning to trust you," she voiced, hurt and anger intertwined with her mild tone.

It wasn’t spiteful or filled with rage, yet it felt like Kraven would crumble from the force.

"Maybe you don’t deserve that yet." She turned and walked away.

As Kraven watched her vanish into the cover of trees, he snapped his gaze back to Logi, as if he were the origin of all his problems.

"That was on you, not me!" he said snappily.

"Shut up!" Kraven growled.

Logi released a sharp exhale, shaking his head. He walked toward Kraven. "Instead of resorting to anger. Talk to her."

"That’s what I did... she’s making this more difficult."

"No, you are." He tapped his shoulder before walking ahead.

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After more unbearable silence, they arrived at the town where Desire’s Haven was built in all its glory.

Isadora was still enraged from their heated exchange; however, being here made her nerves quiver.

She silenced the storm within her body as she waited for the time she would finally see her friend Serena.

Nothing much has changed in the past winter. Isadora has only become familiar with this place because of the window from the tower.

She lifted her chin and set her eyes into the distance, the tower was in view. Her fist clenched at the sight of it. For a minute, she saw herself in that window, monitoring every movement before nightfall when she would attend to her patients.

Isadora steeled herself as they walked through the doors of the brothel.

It had changed.

The enclave was completely different from what she remembered. The setting might have altered, but it still performed the same activities.

Not to draw much attention, they sat at the corner, where they got a view of every activity, both lewd and spicy. The instrumental music filled the space.

Isadora concentrated more on searching for Serena. But the dark haired beauty was nowhere to be seen.

"Logi, go get us drinks," Kraven said, keeping his eyes on her.

Logi raised an eyebrow, but then he shrugged, rising to his feet.

"Don’t gamble. I won’t be responsible for your ass if you do."

Logi rolled his eyes and walked away.

The moment he left, Kraven hooked his foot at the leg of Isadora’s chair and dragged it closer to him.

This jerked Isadora out of her head, as she turned to face him.

They said nothing to each other, but their wild glares spoke volumes.

Kraven was the first to break the exchange. "Are you still keeping up this attitude?" He leaned away from his chair. "Don’t," he added in a warning tone with a destructive look.