Christian aggressively wiped at his lips and stared at the pink lipstick that now stained his lips as well. He shook his head to come out of his state of confusion, then chased after Jessie.
"What the hell? One minute you are kissing me, the next you are screaming in my face.'' He shouted after her, but because of his state of shock, he moved too slow to catch up with her.
That kiss had his senses running wild, his every being had come alive at the sensation. He had always heard about the effect that one's mate had on the other, but he never knew it would be this strong. He was in a daze, and if it was for the familiar scents of his home, he would have lost it.
Christian walked to her door and gentle knock, ''Jessie, are you ok, what did I do?''
All he heard was sobbings from inside, but because she locked the door, it made it impossible to go comfort her.
Of course, Christian could easily break the door down, but he didn't want to frighten her off.
About to call again, he heard her voice. ''I know you can hear me. Can you just give me some time to adjust to all this, please?''
"But Jessie.''
"Christian, just leave me alone for a little while. This is all too much for me to take in. Please, just understand that?''
Christian nodded even though she couldn't see him, understanding her need for privacy. So he made his way downstairs and to the kitchen. Everyone, the workers included. Has already gone to bed, so he was on his own.
His mother had once told him to not give the workers any time off, she only saw them as slaves and if it wasn't for Christian intervening, she would have treated them as such, but it just wasn't in him to work someone else to the bone, day and night for pleasure?
Christian span around the kitchen, before opening up the cabinet in the top right-hand corner, pulled out a bottle of Scotch and poured himself a drink, the rich smooth liquid flowed down his throat as he contemplated how to win Jessie over, how to let her see that he loved and cared for her.
"Poor little thing, probably hasn't experienced such pleasure before or even an ounce of affection, maybe not even in the slightest. Her father doesn't seem to be capable of such a thing, while her mother acts as if she is a brain-dead zombie, just floating in the wind and going wherever her husband takes her." Christian said to himself as he took another drink.
Jessie made sure Christian was really gone before she made her way over to the bed and curled up in a ball to continue crying. Remembering all the times a man got too close, and caused nothing but trauma.
The last boyfriend Jessie had, she ran from him, just like with Christian. All because she thought he would have hurt her. Even though Christian doesn't seem like the type, she just couldn't help it, besides she has read way too much about wolves, for just his kind words to put her mind at ease.
After twenty minutes of crying and feeling sorry for herself, Jessie got up and take a shower. Her eyes formed into saucers at the size of her bathroom. Which was the biggest bathroom she has ever seen, made entirely of glass, marble and chrome.
Jessie took her time to admire the rest of the bathroom, which was bigger than her both her dorm room, and her old shared room. The ceramic tiles and countertops seemed to cost more than her house.
There were two sinks and two toilets, which she found odd, a large twin tub off to the side of the shower, and a large shelf stacked with towels and robes.
"Wow.'' Jessie chimed, wondering if all this was really hers or if Christian will laugh in her face later on.
Jessie picked up a random bar of soap and twisted it in her hands. "Not because he's rich means he's nice. These people always hold a dark side, not to mention him being a werewolf and might just be temperamental." Jessie said, then threw the soap on the ground, only to pick it up and place it back where she got it from.
Jessie tried to ignore the overwhelming feeling she has, thinking that a cold shower was what she needed to wake herself up. Her only problem now was getting out of her dress, which wasn't a simple task; she spent maybe ten minutes struggling just to get the zipper down, then maybe another ten struggling to unlace the bodice and removing the thing completely.
She discord of it in a heap in the corner, wishing to never see it again.
Then she stepped into the shower and stared at the dials for a while, not having the slightest idea of how to turn the shower on. The first button she pressed somehow flushed the toilet.
"What. How the?'' Jessie said out loud in confusion.
She squinted her eyes like that would help, then press another button, causing scorching hot water to rain down on her. Shrinking back, she tried to turn it off, but only made it hotter. Jessie pressed random buttons until the water gushed out from the ones on the wall.
"Hah,'' she put her hand up to her face to prevent water from going up her nose. Then stamped out of the shower, breathing hard. She stepped back inside, giving it one last try, but to no avail, so she gave up.
"That's enough showing and water for one day." She said, leaving the taps on.
Jessie belched as she towelled off and made her way to her light pink colour closet; she span around in the spacious area. Surprise to see that someone had it fully stocked with clothes, from trousers to skirts. Trainers to heels, dresses, handbags, sunglasses, you name it.
The room was looking like a Chanel or Dior store. There was a spiral staircase that lead to a second-floor, which held more clothes and make-up that Jessie didn't think she would wear, and the finest pieces of jewellery. Her eyes were sparkling by now at all these fancy things.
After her amazement wore off, she searched all the rotating racks for something thing to wear; she settled on a light blue sundress and decided to go in search of Christian to apologise to him.
Not knowing where to go after checking Christian's room. Jessie soon moved on to search the other rooms. After seeing that some were locked, some were empty, and a few had occupants who weren't so happy with her barging into their rooms.
She gave up on searching the third floor and made her way downstairs and to the kitchen, where she found him nursing a glass of scotch.
"Hey.'' Jessie walked up to him.
Christian looked up with a smile. ''hi.''
"I'm sorry about how I was, about running from you. It's just that I'm scared. Scared of getting close to another man and all of this.'' She twisted her fingers as she talked.
"It's ok, I'm guessing that it's because of the way your father has treated you in the past, but just know that I will never hurt you. And you can always share anything with me.'' Christian assured her.
Jessie nodded, ''um, can I get something to eat, please?''
"Yes, of course.'' Christian placed his glass down for the first since he got to the kitchen, he moved so fast he became a blur, and Jessie go cross-eyed trying to keep up with him as he closed the refrigerator and microwave.
"Coming right up.'' He announced, coming to stand before her again.
"Werewolf, right? Can you show me?'' Jessie asked.
She had never come across a werewolf before, let alone thought she would marry one.
Christian seemed to think about it and shook his head. ''I don't want to scare you off.''
"Ok, do you need a full moon in order to change? Wait, no. Does wolf's bane really cause you any harm?'' Jessie fired questions, trying to know how wolves works. It is like a dream for her and if she's going to live here, she might as well know all the wolf stuff. And she was sure he would want to know about vampires, how they live, but more importantly, how she lived.
Christian raised a brow. Jessie watched as his face displayed various emotions as he thinks.
"You don't have to tell me, especially about the bane thing. I mean, I wouldn't try to do anything to you. Vervain still messes me up. I remember one time my younger sister gave me the tea to drink to see what would happen. We almost died.'' Jessie rushed out.
Christian gave a chuckle but didn't respond, leaving her to think that she must have upset him.
The beeping of the microwave caused Jessie to jump. Again, she hardly had time to keep up with Christian's movement before he placed a steamy plate of vegetables, mashed potatoes and stake before her.
"Eat up.''
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While Jaden is sleeping in the other room, Jessie laid on Christian's chest, enjoying the warmth radiating off him. He ran circles on her lower back as he spoke. "I hope it's a boy this time, because it feels as if you and Jaden are always teaming up on me." "It's because you didn't know what we were up to." "I should have known. I see the way you have been drinking from me lately, and being a bit mood." Jessie rolled her eyes, "it's not so bad, with Jaden it was worst." Christian kissed her lips. "You are the best woman in this world. I love you more than life itself." Jessie sat up to kiss Christian, "and I love you so much." Christian rolled over so that he was now on top of her. "Not too much pressure." She pointed at her stomach. "Don't worry, I won't hurt my little prince." Christian raised her legs to settle between them, then rested his head on her chest. "I wonder what new advent
Jessie laid on her back staring at Christian, with Jaden in-between them. Both of them were fast asleep, tired from sightseeing all day. Jaden smiled in her sleep, maybe from memory of the day or a pleasant dream. Jessie ran a thumb over her cheek, wishing that this moment could last forever, and that no more threats will come their way for a long time. It felt as if a tremendous burden has been lifted off her shoulders, as if all the things in the world have finally aligned and made sense. Jessie leant closer to Christian to kiss his lips, his eyes opened, and he smiled at her. "Are you watching us sleep?" "I have no shame in doing it." Christian kissed her forehead. "I don't mind, I mean. I am sexy, so get your eyes full." Jessie rolled her eyes, "you are so conceited." "No, I'm confident." Jaden sat up in the bed all of a sudden, threw herself on Jessie's chest, then went back to sleep.
It has now been a month since Jaden-Jamie-Lee's birth, and she already looked as if she was ten months old. Crawling all over the place and stealing hearts. "Whose a pretty baby?" Jessie tickled her stomach, then kissed the soles of her feet. Jaden laughed uncontrollably and squirmed to get away from her mother. "I love you so much.'' Jaden-Jamie-Lee laughed up at Jessie as if she understood what was said. "How are my to favourite girls?" Christian asked, entering into the room. "Better than ever." Jessie smiled, leaning into him and receiving a kiss on the forehead. Christian gently pinched Jaden's cheeks, she smiled and held onto his finger "You are getting so big." Christian picked her up, then threw her in the air. "Hey now, I know she has powers and all, but can you not do that?" Jessie would worry every time she saw someone throwing her in the air. Despite her seeming to enjoy it, Jessie, on the ot
When Camille finally recovered, she slowly got off the ground with such rage in her eyes that Jessie feared she might start shooting lasers. Her words slurred as she tried to speak, while she swayed and stumbled after taking a step. Out of anger, she charged at Jessie instead of using her powers. Christian grabbed her by the neck, then slammed her down on the ground. Camille placed a hand around his, did a spell that caused his hand to turn black. Christian roared out, letting her go. "You are too emotional." Britannia yelled, sending a blast at Camille. Christian picked up his spear and sent a jolt of lightning at them. Camille screeched out, flying for the window, but it was as if invisible hands stopped her. She gave Christian a murderous look, then held out her right hand. "Mantua." She said, an annoyed look crossed her face when nothing happened. "Mantua." She said again, still nothing happened.
Britannia conjured up daggers to throw at Jessie, who used her sword to deflect them. Britannia chanted a spell, but whatever she said had no effect on her. "Tricks are for kids." Jessie shot out more fire at her, which burnt her right arm. "You will see why a witch is not to be messed with vampire." She sneered, moving her hands and fingers around until blur energy crackled from them, then held her hand out towards Jessie. Suddenly, it felt as if hands were holding her down, clawing at her skin and pulling at her hair. Jessie tried to break free from the invisible hands, but the more she struggled, the more they clawed and tighter their grip got. "The spirit of all the witches that have died in this house, they despise vampires and now wolves." Britannia threw a distasteful look Christian's way. Jessie tried to call out to her husband, but the hand covered her mouth. All she could do now was watch as Christian sailed into the wall, th