WARNING: This is a very old story, written over a long period of time so it isn't the best and it has discrepancies but I wanted to keep it up as it shows my writing development. Thank you.
Who would ever have guessed that the sister of Isabella Sw...
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Chapter 72 - Paints and Pastels
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Sun began to shine beautifully through the clear glass window of Caius' extremely modern bedroom, it was gorgeous in tones of gold and white with marble floors and hanging drapes. Adjoined was a bathroom, closet, office, lounge and a door she was yet to investigate but she adored the room.
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She currently lay in the giant round bed against a cluster of soft pillow, she fluttered her eyes open and found Caius sat beside her, however she was now fully clothed and she pouted as she propped herself up. His gaze turned to her and he pulled her forward, slamming their lips together. He chuckled as she did so.
"Hmm, good morning" she smiled and he grinned softly.
"good morning my love" she began to kiss him once more when a knock sounded on the door. Caius laughed when she groaned. Standing swiftly, the blind king handed her her red lacy underwear and one of his white shirts. She quickly pulled it on and rolled her eyes as she flopped back down into the bed. Her hair was still tightly pulled up beautifully, her tiara sat on the bedside table, her dress lay across the sofa to the left with her shoes placed neatly on the floor beside.
Caius pressed a kiss to her forehead and made his way to the door, opening it he basically rolled his eyes. "Hello brothers" he greeted and looked back at Attarah who rose her eyebrows and sat under the blanket, leaning back on her elbows. He allowed the two men in and they looked at the room which had brightened since Attarah awoke. They quickly noticed her. Marcus smiled and nodded at her and Aro tightened his jaw in clear jealousy, attempting to smile at her.
"What can I do for you brothers?" Caius questioned and the two men moved to sit on an empty sofa opposite the first. Caius sat on the end of the bed as Aro began to babble in Italian. Rolling her eyes again, Attarah leaned across to the bedside table opening the door and taking out a hairbrush. Caius looked back briefly and smiled as Attarah began to pull pins from her aching head. The curls began to fall and when all the pins were removed, she began to brush through them.
Her hair was far curler than usual in almost tight pins curls, she picked up a curl and side glared at it in disgust before flopping back on the bed with a sigh her curls bouncing. She turned onto one side so she was facing away from the kings and fluttered her eyes closed.
"Attarah my love" She heard spoken softly, Caius clearly testing if she was awake but she chose not t answer, barely awake.
"Caius. How dare you defy rules we put in place?" Aro queried, referring to the fact that the blond King had slept with their mate. Said King rolled his eyes.
"The time came Aro, we stated that when the time came." he trailed off and smirked at Aro who growled.
"Her bonds are undeveloped. Her relations with you are that of a true mate whilst the feelings she has for Marcus and myself are that of... Of a high school crush that she believes she loves but truly does not." Aro raged.
"I have In no way inhibited the three of you from strengthening your bonds with her. You chose not to, to put business first and now you regret it. I cannot be blamed for that." Caius rattled off and Aro promptly stormed away. His brothers followed to continue the argument but Marcus hesitated, glancing at Attarah with a sigh before leaving also.
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Attarah woke with a start when she heard a door slam, she presumed that it was the bedrooms office door and she rubbed her eyes, yawning before standing with a stretch like a feline. The girl decided to explore once more and opened the unknown bedroom door, within was an absolutely gargantuan art room, Attarah froze in shock as she took in the thousands of paintings of her very own face and body. She walked forward and suddenly found her favourite by far.
Before her was a floor to ceiling collage of herself in tones of blacks and greys. She absolutely adored it. On the right was a image of her in a lacy dress staring off into the distance, she did not remember that moment but she remember the image on the left of her dressed the same but smiling and laughing at the viewer. She knew that the paintings had been copied from photographs that Caius had taken. She was looking around when she suddenly noticed that a picture was being taken of her, that was when she laughed.
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"It's beautiful" Caius spoke from behind her and she turned around to see her gorgeous mate. "I couldn't help but make it into a painting, it is stunning." he informed her "Aro and Marcus saw it and they want for it to be positioned in the corridor downstairs beside the throne room, there are images of every member there. And we believe you deserve to take a place beside the portraits of myself and my brothers" he smiled and her eyes widened.
"Are you certain?"
"I am positive" he grinned before walking toward her and taking her chin. He pressed a kiss to her lips and she put her hands on his neck, pulling him closer into a deep romantic kiss. He began to walk and suddenly lifted her up so her legs were around his waist. He sat her on a table and she lay back pulling him closer. He began to kiss down her neck. Suddenly he shredded his shirt that he wore kissing her body as she giggled.
