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Perhaps I will fuck him before I curse him.

I toy with this inside my mind, but I cannot think past setting my plan into motion as soon as possible.

An eye for an eye.

“Howcouldyou?”

He was silent, and I stalked towards him, night sky be damned. He was sitting in the same place as the day that we first met. Concealed in the shadows of the age-old castle. It seemed to be where he felt like he needed to be, a place familiar and close.

It was where he first laid eyes on me.

“Lilith…”

His voice was scared, and it brought me great pleasure to think that The Red King could be frightened of me. I liked that, quite a lot.

He was no more aged than when I left him last, which also sent a sharp pain through my chest.

“Where isshe?”

“Please, Lilith, this was not supposed to be this way—”

“Where is SHE?!”

I tore past him, with him barely able to keep up with me. I craved blood, I could smell it. I knew that she would never bleed for me, so instead, I would put her to sleep.

I found her, after three turns in the dark corridors, exactly where I knew he would be hiding her.

Her face was lovely, youthful, the mask of vampirism forever keeping an imprint of her youth. I was not jealous; I was filled with fury.

“You will sleep now, little dove, you will sleep until a submissive man kisses you.”

I placed a fingertip between her eyes, aggressively so that she fell backwards, eyes rolling back into her head.

“Damn you, Lilith. It wasn’t enough that you betrayed me, left me? Now you take another that I cared for? Will you stop at nothing to feed your bloodlust?”

I laughed, he was one to speak of blood lust—his stronger than my own, I knew.

“Shall we fuck one last time, Dom? Taste my blood one last time?” I ground out the words, holding back a sob that stabbed the back of my throat. No, he wouldn’t have my sobs.

It was done, and I laughed to myself, wishing that I had taken Domenico unwillingly before I had done so. It was too late now, and I could hear him hissing behind me. Only I am stronger, and I jump up and away from his grasp and into the sky.

My body trembled in victory, and as I viewed the castle below me, I imagined nothing but pain and loneliness for all that inhabit those vapid, restless walls within.

Only, I wasn’t free, now I was captive.

20

CHARLES

1730 FRANCE

The question of the evening was simple: Was I willing to doanythingit took to ensure that Charity got what she wanted? Or was that just too much of a high price to pay after all this time?

I loved her, yes, but my loyalty was undeniably linked to Domenico. I wanted him, my body already deceiving me as I headed back to the room that I shared with Charity.

No, I would not let Domenico worm his way into my mind the way he always did. I would simply manipulate him.

Even as I thought it, I doubted myself.

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