CHAPTER SEVEN

As the vampire picked me off the ground and carried me into the bathroom with one arm over my back and the other around my knees, I tried to stifle the rising panic washing over me.

It didn't even look like he was using much effort to carry me, which was very strange.

"Flip the switch," the vampire said while pointing his head in the direction of a switch that was gold-plated.

To comply with what I was told, I had to immediately shut my eyes to protect them from the brilliance that had begun to flood the room. In reality, the light illuminated both of the rooms. It appeared as though the bathroom had a closet that was connected to it and that closet was only partly stocked with clothes.

Every square centimeter of the side of the bathroom was covered in gold or marble that had been polished. It was so huge that even the bathtub could accommodate three to four people.

My master walked across the room and positioned me in front of a shower with glass walls before I could see much more of what was happening.

It took me a second to realize that the vampire was undoing the buttons on my jeans while I was too busy being awestruck by the vast assortment of handles and shower heads.

Forgetting my new position in life, I attempted to smack his hands away, but he grabbed me by the throat and pinned me against the glass behind me. I was helpless to escape his grasp.

"You dare assault your master?" He demanded, the black slits of anger in his eyes just barely apparent through the veil of golden hair that fell over his face.

I choked out the words "I... I'm sorry," hardly able to get them out of my mouth.

I was sent careening down the smooth surface after he suddenly released his grip on me almost as quickly as he had seized me.

He yelled at her in a furious tone, "Don't ever do that again," His voice was strained from the emotion.

He left me speechless as he pulled off my clothes before he did the same to himself.

When he pulled me into the steaming shower in front of him, I turned my head away to avoid looking at his body since I was intensely blushing.

Before running his fingers through its knotted strands and rinsing out all of the dirt and debris that had been caught in it during the hunt, he washed out all the dirt and debris that had been caught hunt with shampoo that had the most divine scented shampoo I'd ever had the pleasure of smelling. His hands were quick and efficient.

After that, he got a sponge and cleaned my entire body, starting at the top of my head and working his way down to the bottom of my feet.

He also washed behind my ears, although the length of time he spent on my chest caused me a great deal of discomfort.

My mother was the only one who had ever caressed me when I was a baby, but my new master was touching me in places that no one else had ever touched me.

I couldn't help but notice that he paid special attention to my inner thigh, hip, upper arm, and neck. These were all areas I knew from school to be the locations on my body where my veins ran closest to the surface.

After he was finished with me, he pushed me to the side and swiftly began working on cleaning himself up.

Even though I made a conscious effort not to look, I couldn't help but be in awe of how handsome he was as I saw his olive skin stretch tautly across an extraordinarily muscled back while he scrubbed himself clean.

All too quickly, the gush of hot water ended, and my lord emerged from the shower, trailed by a cloud of billowing steam as he opened the door.

As the vampire emerged from the shadows,

I began to shiver as I waited to be instructed what to do while the shower's warmth was quickly beginning to evaporate. As I became colder and colder, my teeth began to chatter as the coldness increased.