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Kalif rolled his eyes and knew that this was not going to be easy to explain. He does not get jealous, he just gets a little protective and likes to state what is his and what is off limits. Nicolette, in his mind, had been off limits from the moment she ended up being impregnated with his children which he still thought that she seduced him into it. Though he did not know how that happened because he was the one that well, was he not her first or something? Kalif stared at her with his onyx eyes and he murmured, Nicolette, I do not lie, I just avoid the truth. But the fact is, I do not get jealous, but when you had my genes in you, that means that you are off limits. Once she started tugging on his wrists though, he raised an eyebrow. Was she really trying to drag him upstairs, for Merlin knew what? Kalif narrowed his eyes and he shook his head, not even having to say the word No. He instead smirked slightly, and wondered what Nicolette would have to do to make him to what she wants. Then again, he never did what anyone else wanted, unless it was the same thing he desired. A kill, more than likely. But Nicolette told him not to mess with the bones of Valere, and he burnt them to a crisp. It was just the type of man Kalif was.