"You can't go through this and she can't come out of it. " Vampire told me and I snapped back to punch him again.
"Get her out. NOW." I yelled.
He walked in and unchained her from the wall. She fell on the vampire.
***
"You don't know anything about...
"What? Why are we here? I need to go back. They will be worrying about me........" A hand wrapped around my throat make me gasp between my words. His grip was too hard on my neck. He lowered his head.
"You can live if you will be quite, If it's hard for you then let me make it easy for you." He hissed across my face. Trails of tears run down my cheeks and fell on his wrist. He loosened his grip and threw me on the bed. I am sure he has nothing to do with humanity. My neck was hurt, I ran my fingers through it which came back with pits of blood. Right, it was the bite mark.
"Go get ready gatito. I have to go to the party tonight. I am afraid that my people will not be able to keep their hands to themselves. Come with me. It will be fun." He handed me over the dress.
"You have 5 minutes to wear this." Saying this he went into the bathroom. I took the time to check out the dress. It was a very open dress. Well, I saw all the vampires were dressing like this. But I never wear something that would show my cleavage that much. It was a very formal white dress. If any celebrity would wear it, it would serve right. I felt naked. How would I wear this thing?
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"You are not done yet?" He walked towards me buttoning his cuffs.
"I can't wear this. This is so......I feel so odd." He arched his brow.
"You have to wear this weather you like it or not, gatito. I will give you another 5 minutes but if you wont to wear this, I will make you." He whispered in my ear and left the room.
I looked at myself in the mirror. I felt pathetic. My hairs were messy. My eyes were swollen from crying. There was a bite mark on my neck. Not an only mark, but it was also a wound. it hurts when I touch it. A slam of a door makes me snap of my thoughts once again.
"I wish you weren't stubborn, gatito. I don't want to kill you because you taste so good." He came in front of me in instant and pinned my arms above my head.
"Now, I have to do it myself." His one hand pinned my both hands while he used his other to unbutton my shirt. My fragile body protested against his hard one.
"Please. Don't." I pleaded to the beast.
"You don't listen to me. You need to learn how to serve your master." In a swift my shirt was laying down on the floor. His hand slipped down to the zip of my pants. He unzipped it. He let go of my hands and I tried to push his hard body. A gasp left my mouth when his both hands slip onto my ass. His hands slid down freeing it from pants. He gripped my ass and I hold hard on his shoulders. He took me up and sat me on the dresser. He pulled the jeans down my smooth legs.
"Stop, please." I protested again when his hand slid to back to unlatch my bra. I hold onto his hands to protect what doesn't belong to him. He grunted and stopped. Then he turned over and I sighed in relief.
