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She arched her back even more, her legs spread wide. We were both racing towards bliss, towards coming completely undone, waiting for the other to come at the same time. I heard her gasp for air, her entire body clenching around my cock, which was still buried deep inside of her.
Just as I was ready to follow, I inhaled deeply, gasping for breath, as if something had just sat on my chest, preventing me from breathing. I jolted awake, my heart pounding in my chest. The remnants of a vivid dream clung to my consciousness like a dark mist. But as I tried to sit up, I realized that something was horribly wrong.
I wasn’t in a dark room with Lilith. She was nowhere to be seen. What was even worse, I didn’t know this room. I doubted that I was in our castle at all. My eyes darted around the dimly lit room, my vision gradually adjusting to the darkness. Panic surged through me as I realized that I was trapped. The door before me was solid, its lock imposing and unyielding. The realization that I was confined in this unfamiliar, foreboding space sent shockwaves through my entire being.
I still felt weak. I wasn’t sure if that was from the dream or the shock of realizing where I was. I tried to get up on my feet from the cold unforgiving floor. A familiar smell of mold filled my nostrils. It took me a moment or two to regain my balance. I walked over to the walls, feeling them with my open palms. I was searching for any means of escape, but at the same time, a frightening realization dawned on me. I wasn’t home. The only thing I could hope was that I was here alone, that Lilith wasn’t brought here with me.
I slowly walked around the room. The faded wallpaper peeled away from the walls, revealing patches of discolored plaster beneath. Cobwebs clung to the corners, and the dim light revealed a layer of dust covering everything in sight. The furniture, what little there was, looked like forgotten relics from a bygone era, their wood warped and cracked with age.
As I took in my surroundings, the realization sank in that I was trapped in a place that seemed to have been abandoned and forgotten. The combination of the locked door and the room’s deteriorating state only added to the sense of isolation and dread that gnawed at me.
I tried to listen and see if I could hear anything, but there was nothing. Only silence. I had no idea where I was. Or, what was more frightening, who I was here with. But I knew that I would find out. Because I must have been brought here for a reason. Someone wanted me here, someone who could not bring me here voluntarily.
A million possible scenarios started to swarm inside my mind, but I tried controlling them. I had to find a way out of this decaying place and back to the world I knew, back to my loving family. I wouldn’t be able to do that if I allowed hopelessness and despair to take over me. I had to wait and remain calm. Although, that was a difficult thing to do under the circumstances.
I decided not to waste my strength on shouting. I knew that no one would come. Resigned to my circumstances at least for the time being, I carefully lowered myself onto the old and musty couch. It creaked beneath my weight, the aged fabric releasing a puff of dust as I settled in. I couldn't help but let out a weary sigh, my mind racing with questions about how I had ended up in this forsaken room.
I leaned back, my gaze fixed on the locked door, as I waited in the eerie silence. Every passing second felt like an eternity, and the musty scent of the room seemed to seep into my very bones. I couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched, as if the shadows themselves were keeping a silent vigil over me. Whoever brought me here was biding their time. They would reveal themselves soon.
I tried to focus my thoughts on Lilith and Cass. They were the reason I needed to survive this, whatever this was. They were waiting for me to come home, and I planned on doing that, no matter what.
Chapter Four
Lilith
“Have you seen Adrian?” I asked my father as soon as I saw him that same afternoon.
“No,” he shook his head. “Why?”
I tilted my head a little. “Didn’t he come to see you this morning to talk about the Moorlands meeting?”
“No,” he said again. “I haven’t seen him today. I had breakfast in my study, because I was busy with some upcoming meetings, and Moorlands is one of those. Is everything alright?”
No. Everything wasn’t alright.
That was my initial response, but I couldn’t very well say that to him. He didn’t need to know that there was… trouble in paradise. If you could call it trouble. But since this morning, I couldn’t escape the feeling that something was not right, not as it usually was. Only, I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. Adrian was a bit strange as well, but maybe I was being overwhelming with my concerns. It couldn’t be easy on him to constantly be the one to make sure everything and everyone in the castle was safe and alright. It took its toll.
I didn’t know where he was, but I checked the stables and saw that all the horses were there. So, he hadn’t gone anywhere, by horse at least. When I had a moment to myself in the afternoon, I went through the castle, in hopes that I would stumble onto him. After all, this wasn’t an endless place. He had to be here somewhere.
Every room I entered felt like a beautiful, but empty shell. For me, they were all full of memories of times long gone. Yet, without Adrian here, it all felt strangely hollow. The grandeur of our castle had never seemed so daunting. I fought the urge to call out his name, thinking it would probably be weird if I did so. Although that was what I wanted to do, hoping that the wind would carry my voice to him.
The castle, which had always been my home, was now transformed into a labyrinth of uncertainty. With each step, the pressure of unease settled heavier on my chest, making it increasingly more difficult to breathe as I moved through the hallways.
My footsteps echoed as I continued my search, moving from room to room, my anxiety growing by the second. It was as if the castle itself held its breath, keeping its secrets hidden. The fear that something had gone terribly wrong gnawed at me, and I couldn’t rest until I found Adrian and knew that he was safe, that everything was alright.
At that moment, I opened the door to the library and found him sitting in one of the armchairs. My breath caught in my throat, as I gazed at him, amidst the rows of towering bookshelves and the warm, inviting glow of antique lamps.
Relief washed over me like a tidal wave, and my racing heart began to slow. He was seated in a plush leather armchair, his attention absorbed by the book in his hands. The tension that had gripped me for what felt like an eternity began to ebb away.
“Adrian!” I exclaimed, finally releasing that pent up prayer that had been sitting inside my throat all afternoon, as my voice still quivered with a mix of worry and relief.
He immediately looked up from his book, his eyes meeting mine. He looked startled at first, almost as if he didn’t recognize me. Then, that look changed into acknowledgement. I felt a great desire to rush towards him and jump into his arms, to feel his warmth and the reassuring beat of his heart against mine. But something urged me against it. He was still looking at me with that puzzled expression on his face.
“What is it?” he asked, closing the book and putting it down into his lap.
“Well…” I replied a little awkwardly, not really expecting to be greeted this way. “I just haven’t seen you all day.”
I was trying to keep all my pent up emotions under control. I pulled away slightly, my eyes searching his, but I couldn’t hold back the frustration that had been building up within me.
