LOGINShe had resumed eating in the kitchen with Marie and the other staffs. It was quite obvious she wasn’t a guest here but a prisoner so she decided to do well to stay in her limits.
She flipped the pages of the book that Marie had lent her to read, she was bored of staying indoors all day alone by herself.
Alessandro walked in with Cecily and another lady. Isabella’s eyes stared fixatedly on Alessandro he was nothing like the prim and proper prince that she knew. His dark long hair was let loose and it draped against his shoulders. He was in casual clothing, nothing like his usual royal regalia. He looked almost normal until he flashed his fangs.
“It seems like you’re already adjusting to life here”, he remarked, “Well that’s good since you will be my escort to the ball of a lifetime", he came to sit besides her on the couch, she moved away slightly in a bid to create room between them, however that didn’t deter him as he nudged forward leaving no space between them.
“Its nothing like the usual balls you have attended. It’s a vampire ball and it has it’s own peculiarities that differentiates it from the human ball", he explained, he motioned towards the lady, “Valerie will take your measurements for your dress".
Valerie walked towards her and flashed her a smile, “Stand up please, let me take your measurements”. Valerie fussed about her for awhile with a tape, she wrote down a few things, when she was done she straightened up and packed her items in her bag.
“What colour will you like the dress?”, Valerie asked no one in particular.
“Black", Isabella and Alessandro said in unison.
“Wow”, Valerie exclaimed, “Your minds are working in harmony".
Isabella felt her cheeks redden. Alessandro smiled at her embarrassment, “Valerie you will get her dress ready in a fashion befitting of balls of these nature. I believe you understand?”, Alessandro asked, Isabella could have sworn she saw a glint of mischief in his eyes but it disappeared in a flash.
“Of course, Prince Alessandro. The dress will be to your liking”, Valerie replied and left the room, Cecily trailing behind her.
Isabella went back to the book she was reading, avoiding Alessandro’s gaze.
“The ball is of importance to my family and to Isle. It is not exactly a celebration”, Alessandro began, “The five bloodline vampire kings of which my father is one of them would be in attendance. You don’t invite men like this leisurely to party, when they all assemble in one place it is to address a common problem”.
She dropped her book and slowly brought her gaze to meet his. His eyes held her and her breath caught in her throat, she looked away and tucked her hair behind her ears. He watched her for awhile before he resumed his explanation, “These vampire kings are dominant and thirsty blood suckers, you wouldn’t want to get on their wrong side".
“Why do you want me there?”, she asked.
He shrugged, “Every other vampire has a pet”.
“And?”.
He studied her briefly, “It will boost my image if King Frances the IV very own daughter is my pet".
She sucked in her breath, “Then you wouldn’t care less if any of those ravagers decide they want me for dinner, why else would you want me there?”.
He leaned in further till he was inches away from her face, she gasped in surprise, he smirked at her. Her eyes wandered across his face and she wondered why this devil had to be so handsome.
“I like to show off and you’re a very beautiful”, he replied in his very deep voice.
She tried not to focus on the fact that he had said she was very beautiful but her body like always seemed to be in disagreement with her as she felt herself flush in embarrassment.
She tucked her hair behind her ear, this had become a habit when she was nervous. She watched as his eyes became hooded, his countenance changed. His palm reached to cup the back of her neck, his other hands reached to tuck the few strands of hair that had managed to pull out from behind her ear and covered her face.
She felt hot at every part of her skin that came in contact with his hand which did not make sense since his skin was cold to the touch. He leaned further and his lips brushed hers, it sent tingles down her toes. It was only then that she was able to muster enough courage to pull away from him.
“You have no right to do that. You cannot force your will on me", she said fiercely.
He smiled, something he had been doing often, she wondered what was making him happy, “I can but I won’t”, he replied gruffly, “When I touch you, I want it to be because you want me to”, he stared intently at her, “When I touch you, I want you at my mercy. I want you to crave my touch so bad it’s the only thing that consumes your every thought day and night".
She visibly shuddered.
He smirked, his signature evil smirk, “And trust me we are going to be doing a whole lot more than kissing".
Isabella could not deny the fact that her conversation with Gwen rattled her. As the days had passed a small part of her had hoped he saw her in a different light.Overtime she had begun to feel things for him, when she wasn't focused on the fact that he had killed her parents she was beginning to see the little things about him that she found cute.She tried to wave them off but she felt bad. She didn’t want to attend any ball that would demean her not like she had a choice and she knew she couldn’t confront Alessandro. He made her feel so uneasy in so many ways and that left one option Aunt Marie.Which was why she was in kitchen playing with her food and looking for a comfortable outlet to share her fears with Marie. However Marie made it harder as she was walking about, ordering the servants in preparation for the evening.Isabella took a slice of pie and blurted out, “What does it mean to be a vampi
She had resumed eating in the kitchen with Marie and the other staffs. It was quite obvious she wasn’t a guest here but a prisoner so she decided to do well to stay in her limits.She flipped the pages of the book that Marie had lent her to read, she was bored of staying indoors all day alone by herself.Alessandro walked in with Cecily and another lady. Isabella’s eyes stared fixatedly on Alessandro he was nothing like the prim and proper prince that she knew. His dark long hair was let loose and it draped against his shoulders. He was in casual clothing, nothing like his usual royal regalia. He looked almost normal until he flashed his fangs.“It seems like you’re already adjusting to life here”, he remarked, “Well that’s good since you will be my escort to the ball of a lifetime", he came to sit besides her on the couch, she moved away slightly in a bid to create room between them, however that didn’t deter him as he nudged forwa
Isabella sat in the dining room with King Alessandro and Kieran. After her and Alessandro’s conversation in the past week, things between them had been different, they had been able to come to a mutual understanding.She could never understand why there were wars and killings, she didn’t know why her father had killed the queen, thinking about it clearly she realised she didn’t know him well. She couldn’t justify Alessandro’s actions, many innocent lives were put on the line for him to achieve his revenge.However she fully understood the reason why he did what he did. She would have done the same if she was in his place. She hadn’t forgiven him but she knew plotting her escape was impossible. She had just two options, live this new life or as she hoped one day be whisked away from this life.Her breakfast of Cinnamon rolls and hot chocolate was placed before her. The king chose that mome
Alessandro pushed open the kitchen doors, he could perceive her exotic scent from outside the door, it was a mixture of flowers, sunshine and a scent that he couldn’t quite place his finger on. He saw her go rigid as she noticed him walk in, the smile on her face disappeared, she looked like a lost deer, so...”.Aunt Marie sneaked up on him before he knew. It was almost impossible to take any vampire unawares, especially one of his calibre but he had been completely focused on her.“You deserve to be outside in the scorching heat of the sun", Marie whisper yelled, “How could you?”“Marie please...”“You should never have done what you did Andro, you’re not that kind of person and now you’ve scared her to death...”.“Marie!”, Alessandro interrupted, “ I lost control...”“Does she not remind you of your mother?...”“She does”, Alessandro answered gravelly, “She remind
Isabella had pushed him beyond his limits and there was no escape for her. He drank from her neck, the rush of blood into his mouth made him feel lightheaded. Her blood was intoxicating, it had been a while since he fed from a live host. Her screams fuelled his desire to feed more. She tasted divine...The doors flung open and he could make out the scent of Kieran and Gwen. Kieran tackled him from behind, he tried to pull him off but Gwen joined him and he could feel himself loose the battle.Other guards rushed to restrain him, after so much scuffles they were able to disentangle him from Isabella. Kieran quickly moved and placed his tongue on her neck to stop the bleeding. Alessandro let out a ferocious growl, at that point, he couldn’t tell if he was angry for being taken away from his feed or the fact that Kieran had his tongue on her.☆
The guard gave Isabella a quick glance before he reluctantly left the room. Marie turned to her, “You have so much hate for him".Isabella chuckled clearly unamused, “I don’t know...maybe it’s because he came to engagement ball or whatever it was and killed my parents, took me captive and made me his pet. What does that even mean?”. She shouted, “And now...for all I know he is hunting down my only brother. What is the fate of my people without a ruler?”.“He not only destroyed my life, the life and fate of my people are destroyed. My whole life is at standstill with no purpose whatsoever", she ranted on, “I don’t even know why I’m here, why I’m I here?”.Marie took her hand led her to a chair at the far end away from the servants who were scurrying around trying to prepare lunch for the occupants of the castle.“Isabella you ever wonder why we are here?. I mean humans work