Chapter Six

                                    

                                          
Alandra took in a sharp breath, annoyed she stood just so she could glare with an intense ferocity in his direction.
The man who was holding her here, was standing before her; a bold shit eating grin on his face. He was obviously unfazed by her attempts to set him on fire with her gaze.
                          
"Sit, you must be starved." 
                          
Arching her eyebrow, she picked up her plate and began to eat where she stood. She watched as he clenched his jaw only slightly. A small victory blossomed in her chest. Her inner pirate was laughing maniacally, her quite resistance telling him to fuck off.
                          
His piercing gaze didn't seem to falter even as she narrowed her own eyes.
                          
"I must ask, Dracula." She began, choosing her words wisely and between bites of food. "Why are you holding me hostage?"
                          
A broad smile covered his lips, she could see his fangs.  "Ah, Alandra. Sweet dear, Alandra." 
She wrinkled her nose. 
                          
He got up, he ran his fingers along the table cloth. She noticed how tall he was, his stature and his presence was intimidating.
At least it should be to most people, it just made her angry.
                          
He whispered as he was closer to her. He stepped around, moving his head closer to hers. His lips grazed the shell of her ear, "You're mine, and you're not going anywhere." 
                          
She tossed her plate on the floor and let it shatter. He stepped backwards before she lashed out with her fork. 
"If you ever get that close to me again vampire, this is going in your eye." She tossed her fork in his general direction. 

                          
In her haste she exited the heavy doors and relished in the deafening slam they made as she let them close. The two servants brought her back to her room. 
                          
Annoyed she thrashed in their arms, only stopping when she kicked a wall by mistake. 
"Son of a bitch!" She cried out because that hurt so much. 
                          
The blond woman knelt down and took off Alandra's shoe.
She saw how her toes had begun to bruise already. 
                          
"Malady, you cannot fight walls. You will not win."