Orchids fill the dinning room. its intoxicating smell engulfs me completly.
I keep my head down. i do not want to come into contact with my assaulter. yet i want to find out things.
like what kind of buisness does he own. this is the most beautiful house, no palace ive ever seen. my nana would get a kick out of this.
my nana, with her sweet caring words. hopefully someone had gotten to her to help her.
now depressed, i give a deep sigh. until i come face to face with my handsome kidnapper.
oh dont say that. he is anything but. ' lies.' i say in my head. the stunnig man is in an armani suit at the head of the table.
as i approach the long, beautiful, mohagandy dinner table his peircing gaze strikes mine. my face heats up and flushes from the intense stare. i immediatley avert my gaze.
i take a seat farthest away from him. he gives a wicked smirk. i guld, whiping my sweaty palms on the ends of my estravagant dress.
he ears his throat. i clear mine. just as i opend my mouth to speak he cuts me off.
" mmmmm" he says. " so your wondering what i am. who i am. questioning my motives as to why you are here." he states.
i open my mouth to speak. but yet again he beats me to the punch. " well, i am king of vampires. i really do need a new secretary. so you will be the one to transfer blood from hospitals to the castle, and all other transactions. nobody could stand a vampire, they were all scared. i couldnt risk them telling everyone. so i killed them." he said, as if he did not feel any guilt.
he had me on the edge of my chair, petreffied. i know he killed them. his eyes say it all. he is like a brick wall, cold, stone and hard.
" so i had to get some one who i could trick into staying. that if they were to break the contract they would die. where i can have some one here who has to stay. and thats were you came in. in neex of money, i could tell you have had it roughh by your posture when you sat down. with a girl like you it was easy." he says triumphfantly.
i feel hurt. i feel as if he believes to be above me. to see me as trash. a trick. my nana taken away. to fend for herself because of a selfish jerk.
i have.so many names for him. all bad. i want to spit in his face. do the most disrespectful thig ever.
before he could finish, i abruptly stood. A lone tear escaped my eye. his peircing intense gaze transforms. but it is too lat because i ran to new room.
all i want is to go home. i slam the door closed, lock it and fall onto my bed. tears.staning the satin sheets as i cry myself to sleep.
not my best but its here. vote and comment
