Chapter 3

Emma's PoV. 

I open my mouth to scream but a huge rough hand blocks me.

I'm roughly pushed to what feels like a wall. I closed my eyes, afraid of what I'll see. 

Oh my God!

My mouth, still restrained by the hand. I stayed still for a few seconds before encouraging myself to open my eyes.

'Since when you have become this milksop?' Fuck you.

I can't see the face of the person who is holding, leave the face I can't see anything right now.

I didn't utter a word. 

I feel my heart hammering hard against my chest. Just then the iron grip around my arm loses and the person leaves my mouth.

As soon as my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw a shining pair of red eyes.

Shit, a pure-blooded vampire.

Should I run? Or should I say something?

'Stay quiet, red eyes are hard to deal with!'

I want to look away but it feels like the red eyes are sustaining me.

'Where have you pushed yourself into!?' It's all because of Bella, not me.

I feel something touching my cheek, his hand probably, and I immediately move away. I move out of his space and stop at an appropriate distance. 

Because of the light behind me, I can see a huge masculine figure in front of me. The creature in front of me is a well built pure blooded vampire. 

'Run, Emma!' But my feet is freezed in place. 

'Run from here!' I look at the red eyes one last time before turning around and sprinting towards the light.

I just run and run till I get out of the club. I take a few deep breaths while leaning down, getting support from my knees.

"Emma, where were you?" I hear Bella. I look up and see her running towards me. 

"What happened? Why are you sweating?" She asked. Concern is filled in her voice.

I close my eyes while hiding my face underneath my hand, remembering the pair of red eyes I just saw. This isn't usual spotting a pure blooded vamp anywhere, then what was that vampire doing in the club?! 

I'm trembling right now, my hands, my legs, everything. 

I'm thankful that he didn't hurt or kill me. This again, is not normal being loosen off by a pure blooded vamp.

I feel my mind getting heavy and the vehicle horns and other noises around aren't helping.

"Emma?" Bella speaks again. 

"Let's go home. I'm tired." I speak, heading towards my car.

~ (Next Morning)

The Palace looks huge. The white marbled walls don't look less than lavish. Yes, I'm in front of King Xavier's Palace. 

Why?

Because my stupid best friend, without telling me, already applied for the job yesterday itself. 

'That's why she would not stop arguing!'

And here I am with the CV in my hand, ready for the interview. 

'Not actually ready, if you know!'

"Go now, your interview is in five minutes." Bella said, pushing me into the car's door.

"And all the best!!" She shouted with so much excitement. 

And here I am, completely blinded by sleep. I couldn't sleep last night, those red eyes weren't letting me.

"Fuck off!" I spat as I stepped out of the car.

"Oh, I did it yesterday." Bella shouts from behind.

This woman. 

I really wish I could take off my heels and throw on her face. But I'm wearing flat shoes, so,

Well, they can work the same.

And for the basic knowledge, she was fucking under a bed yesterday.

Like who does this? How did they even manage? 

Most importantly, in what position they were doing it? 

Anyways, I walk through the massive gate, I see many people, with the same dress code, wandering in the palace. Some of them are trimming the bushes, trees and grass. Others are brooming the floor.

'They are the people you will be managing!' Yeah, like I will get selected at first place.

I observe them closely before going inside  the Palace. 

My jaw drops on the floor by seeing the interior of this opulent place. 

I see a massive glass chandelier hanging in the middle of the ceiling.

My gaze then moves to the two extensive staircases, which are leading to the upper floor from either side of this mighty ballroom. 

I study the ballroom, twenty houses like mine can fit in this. It's colossal and extremely mind blasting. 

I look down, and I can see my own reflection very clearly. Ibet they do not have mirrors in their rooms.

"What can I do for you?" I quickly look up at the direction of the voice. 

I see a woman walking towards me with her hands intertwined at her stomach. She looks in her late thirties. Her clothes are different from the rest. 

And she has icy blue eyes. A vampire. 

"Hello! I'm here for the interview for the Servant Manager post." I smile as she stops at an appropriate distance.

"Your name, Miss?"

"Emma Casey."

She nods and gestures to me to follow.

We walk through the glass stairs and I'm just trying to not fall, because this is so fuckin risky. Darn it, how is she walking so comfortably!?

With each step taken so cautiously, I dealt with the stairs. We walk through the corridor and she stops in front of a large door.

"All the best, Miss Casey." She speaks before leaving. 

I see her leaving then I turn my head to face the door. Okay, I'm supposed to go inside. 

'All the best!'

I knock at the door after taking a deep calm breath. 

"Come in." I hear a deep masculine voice. 

I open the door and step in.

"Close the door." I didn't even see who would be taking my interview and look at him, already throwing orders on me.

I close the door and turn around. I see a man sitting at a distance, busy on his laptop. 

'He looks familiar.'

I walk in his direction.

His black shirt is highlighting his fairly tanned skin. Damn his body is well built. 

His broad shoulders and the biceps will tear apart his poor shirt at any moment. 

Isn't he…

He looks at me. KING!