Author's POV

Egon saw how her eyes turned viciousness into fear in seconds after his presence, she was terrified. Her eyes turned glossy as fear spread into her veins. A minute before she was ready to pounce on the doctor like a hungry tigress. If Layla hadn't informed him, then he might have found the doctor dead.

This is what amuses him, people fear her, her mere presence makes people sweat, yet she trembles at his mere sight. It took so long to achieve this but they are finally there, where he has crushed her courage.

He let go of her jaw and extended his hand towards the doctor, still glaring at Emerald. Her breathing quickened when the doctor grabbed the syringe from the floor and placed it in Egon's hand.

Emerald stepped back in panic. She didn't understand why they wanted to inject this medicine into her body so badly. Why is it so important that Egon himself has taken the job into his hands? She feared that they were definitely experimenting with something lethal on her.

He stepped towards her and she shook her head in tears. She stepped back until he caged her against the wall. She started thrashing to escape.

"Please don't!"

She begged, trying to get away.

The doctor and Layla were watching everything, stunned! This was the first time they were witnessing how Egon had tamed her.

Egon grabbed her throat and locked her against the wall. She was still in panic. Thrashing like a mad woman, he can understand that she doesn't trust him with her body. He is aware that she thinks that he is injecting her with something lethal and he didn't bother to clear her misunderstanding. Why would he when he is enjoying her fear?

Layla took the syringe from his hands so he could tame Emerald.

Emerald tried to set herself free, but it's impossible when Egon is in front of her. She might be an equal when it comes to their brains, but he has the upper hand when it comes to physical strength.

He easily locked her hands behind her back, and her heart sank to her stomach when she couldn't move in his hold.

He was shirtless, and she could feel his muscles against her skin. Her chest locked against his, her breast had taken its full shape after getting nourishment over the passing days.

She cried when he pressed her body against his, his hand locked her hands tightly behind her back. The strap of her dress had slid down from her shoulder, and her bare chest was touching his. The heat spread into both bodies, but the hate was too strong to let the heat surpass it.

She is still struggling to set herself free.

"Try it and watch how I snap bones of your pretty little hands..."

He whispered the threat and she froze on his chest. She can't challenge him, he can definitely do it.

Her breathing got deep against him.

He noticed her giving up after his threat, and a faint smirk spread on his lips. His voice is enough to make her control now.

Emerald closed her eyes as Egon's face rubbed smoothly against the side of her neck and face, making her tilt her neck. Her nose filled with his alluring scent as there was no distance to pass the air between them.

He looked down at her squeezed naked breasts against his chest and the slender neck, the face was tinted pink on the right spots, and lashes were wet with tears, she was looking ravishing, and the man in him always admired this sight. Her glow was back.

His cheek rested against her, and she tilted her neck more. She tried to move a little, but he didn't let her. He had locked her perfectly.

He extended his Free hand toward Layla and she quickly handed him the syringe. Emerald was lost in his hold and scent when he tossed the cap of the syringe and injected it into her neck.

She cried out loud, Egon held her back tightly as she tried to get away from the pain.

He emptied the syringe into her veins, and she buried her face in his chest to control the pain.

She kept crying even when he was done with her. he let her go, and she raised her hand to touch her neck, but he caught her hand while he was tossing an empty syringe in the bin. Her sobs got louder and he glared at her.

"Quiet!"

Emerald flinched by his harsh tone, she slowly started feeling dizzy and Egon caught her as she fell on his chest.

He fixed her dress and hid her breasts. His eyes wandered over her delicate face, and for a second, his eyes softened before he recalled what her reality was.

"I told you that she shouldn't be fainting after a week."

He scolded the doctor while scooping her in his arms. Her face rested in his neck, and his eyes automatically closed when her soft, feminine scent teased his senses. He always knew that it's her natural smell, it's tempting, but he also knows that it's not something to be a fan of.

"This was the last shot, she shouldn't faint after this... Her body has recovered completely now."

The doctor replied as Egon placed Emerald down on the floor and threw a bedsheet on her with a hateful scowl on his face.

He stormed out of the room and Layla looked at the doctor.

"She is like this when she was weak. What will she do once her body and mind get healthy?"

The doctor sighed and wiped her sweaty face.

"That's his problem, Layla... And he won't let her mind work, don't worry about it... Let's get back to work."

They walked out and Emerald cried in her unconsciousness, fearing what they were doing to her.