Taken by a Beast novel Chapter 9

Anastasia flinched a little as she looked at him, no more caring about being openly stared at by men's eyes. Instead, she stared at him.

Jaw clenched, he looked very angry. But not at her this time and somehow it made him look attractive to her. His eyes were dark and dangerous, glaring at the men around the table.

It surprised her how quickly they followed his orders as if they were afraid of him. Good thing she wasn't the only one. She actually felt better now that no one's staring at her, making her feel less nervous.

Most of all, she was kind of glad he's the one who made her feel this way. She shook her head. No, she shouldn't be thinking he was being kind to her! He locked her in this mansion! He wasn't letting her escape, too!

What else to say to prove he's a monster?

A large hand suddenly grabbed hers, stopping my fingers from fidgeting. She looked up to meet his eyes, full of different emotions. His much larger warm hand covered her little hand and she felt tingles all over her skin.

Her stomach felt funny as she felt her cheeks heating up. A smirk came up on his face, as if he knew how she felt with just that simple touch of his hand. She tried to ignore the way he was rubbing his thumb over her skin.

Ugh, why was he making her feel this way?

"You look beautiful, baby doll."

Her face reddened even more. She just knew it.

"Thanks," she mumbled shyly. "You, too."

He looked amused and she mentally facepalmed herself. She probably sounded stupid. But he really did look beautiful. His eyes. His cheekbones. His jaw.

Even his white shirt hinted at his perfect arms and muscles. Something about him really made her feel uncomfortable. She ignored what she was feeling and they began to eat soon. There were many foods to choose from on the table.

She saw how they ate like hungry animals. Like the men they were, craving for something more. It was like nothing could satisfy them. She, however, wasn't that hungry. She could only eat a little then she'd feel like she was already pregnant or

"Not hungry?"

She looked up at him and shook my head. He pierced a piece of whatever it was on his plate and showed it to me. "Here, try this."

She shook her head again.

"Just eat it," he insisted, his tone letting me know he wasn't going to let her get away from this.

She sighed and took a bite. She chewed on it for a few minutes and a moan escaped her lips. It was delicious. She licked her lips for a moment and his eyes zoned over her little action. She quickly took a tissue and covered her mouth so he looked into her eyes.