"I acknowledge my mistake. It was over the line," Reed said that Melrose could not believe her ears. Reed Knight, lowering his pride and apologizing to her? Impossible!"Really, you are sorry? You don't sound sincere enough," she said.Reed threw her a sharp look."And it took you what, three weeks and two days to acknowledge your mistake and apologize?" Melrose shook her head. "I don't think if I didn't drag you here in my room tonight you would even dare come near me."Before he could say anything, she spoke again. "Anyway, I don't care about what happened now. Let me ask you, my lord. How did you know about my father's affair with Rosamund? And if you knew they were in his study, why did you insist on going? Do you want to catch them in the act? What for?"Melrose took a step closer, leaving two steps as their distance. Her room was dim with only some candles lit, but it was enough for her to have a good look at Reed's face. He stared back at her, his eyes darker than usual. Altho
The double doors of De Noir manor creaked as Melrose pushed it open. She took a step forward carefully as if she would fall somewhere if she didn't watch her steps. The marbled floor and high ceiling with old golden chandeliers told her that it was once a beautiful and grand manor. It was abandoned after Princess Celestine's death, and ever since, no one had the courage to enter the manor again until Reed came.Although it looked gloomy, it was clean and the things inside were organized. She assumed Reed had it cleaned since his arrival. It wasn't like those manors she had seen in the town, but she could not say it was that bad. In fact, there was something in those paintings in the walls that mesmerized her.She took more steps. Her shoes were clicking against the floor. She stopped in front of the painting that caught her attention the most. It was a woman standing above a hill while looking at the town filled with floating lanterns. Her long black hair was flowing down her back, sl
"Find another bride."Vincent's head snapped to the door of his chamber where Reed walked into. He was standing near the window, watching the light raindrops while having a good midnight drink. The corners of his lips rose, not taking what he heard seriously."You have a dark humor, Reed."But Vincent knew Reed was the kind who never told jokes. When Reed stood five steps away with a stern look, Vincent's smile disappeared. It was replaced with a mischievous expression."Do you really mean that?""I always mean what I say. You know that, Vincent," replied Reed, his eyes hooded with unfathomable darkness.Vincent smirked. "And you also know that you cannot boss me around like I will do whatever you want. Don't provoke me, Reed. We had agreed on this. Don't fuck up.""The elders won't like your idea sacrificing an innocent life for your damn family tradition-""Sacrificing an innocent life, seriously?" Vincent laughed. "How sure are you that she will die? I only said it's possible. But
Vincent's eyes that were midnight black stared at the man held by the guards looking at him with anger and disgust. Sure he was evil but none dared make a commotion like this. He was having a hard time maintaining his clean name because of idiots like this man. They didn't know when to strike or if they even had a chance of surviving after receiving a blow from him."Go to hell, bastard! You deserve to rot-" Before the man could finish, he received a kick from a guard that made his face twist in pain. Vincent didn't look the least bit concerned. He was annoyed. If only they were far from the public eyes, he would have chopped the man's fingers or broken his limbs one by one to make him see he was messing with the wrong person.Stopping half foot away, Vincent looked down. In a low voice they could only hear, Vincent said, "It is a pity you missed the chance to shoot me. Since you are brave enough to anger me, I assume you are also brave enough to receive the punishment I will give.""
"My mother died when I was eight, since then I don't remember anything. I don't think there was an accident. Father said my mother died due to illness. And this bracelet… he said it was given by her. Why I lost my memory I don't know. Until now I'm still wondering. But sometimes I think maybe I was traumatized." Melrose looked at the bracelet again and continued, "The past years, I've been trying to remember just fragments but I stopped in disappointment. Maybe it was meant for me to forget."Hearing this, Reed thought that the most normal reason for her to lose memories in such a young age was being traumatized. Humans were fragile beings who clung onto attachments and emotions which often broke their hearts.Melrose's biological father was someone who only existed in her mind as her "blood father" as he was never named, nor was there any trace of him kept by Lord Lewis for her to see. According to what she heard, he was from another land who left her mother pregnant with her. Lord L
"I am more than that," Reed said and Melrose couldn't fathom what he meant."What do you mean?""I'm not just a pureblooded vampire.""Why? Are you a hybrid? Like half vampire and werewolf? Or are you perhaps vampire and a witch?" She taunted but she knew that wasn't possible. Based on all she had read, crossbreeding between those three kinds went against the law of nature and their offsprings never made it alive."You also know about werewolves and witches?"She cleared her throat and leaned back on the sofa, composed. "I never encountered one but I knew things about them because as you guessed it right, I have taken a liking in supernatural stuff. Since you are a vampire, have encountered any of them? What do the witches look like? Is it true they are ugly?" Now that she finally encountered a non-human being whom she could talk to, she couldn't put her mind at rest. There were so much she wanted to know."Didn't you read a lot of fairy tales in your childhood? Witches are portrayed
But it couldn't be a thief, right? There are many securities guarding around the mansion so it is impossible for us to enter with bad intentions.But as I thought about the possibilities I got a little scared. But instead of turning on the lights in the room I walked to the veranda. I gasped at the cold air. I didn't care about the hair that was still slightly dripping and approached the railings.I looked below. Everything was normal. I looked up at the guards posted at the main gate who looked like there was no problem.I sighed and washed my hands. Thinking about that man in a black hoodie sent horror through my system. I feel that person is dangerous. And even Ididn't see his face, I really felt that he was staring at me.damn I don't know what to think.I was about to go back inside when I smelled a familiar scent. The pounding in my chest grew stronger. I don't know if it's just an illusion or not, but half of me hopes that it's real.I was about to find where it came from when
So whatever we have I didn't name it. Because I know, for him our situation is just normal. Eventually he will get bored too. He will find another woman to play with.I don't have deep feelings for him, anyway. It's all just mere attraction. So why not enjoy myself until it last?"Please explain that part again. I don't understand it completely. I'm confused."Reilan chuckled."It's because your attention is on me. Focus on the lesson, Desire." My lips parted."Don't assume. I'm serious, Reilan. I'm getting lazy here. I'm also tired. My head is hurting."He folded the book. He also put the worksheets aside. "Alright. I'll just discuss it again on our next meeting."He turned the chair towards me. Legs are parted sideways, while my chair is at his center. I was sitting sideways, that's why his right leg is touching both of mine. He crouched his head and kissed my exposed shoulder."Should we just make out, then?" He whispered with his bedroom voice. I'm just getting hot.How could he s