The words filtered into my head one by one as the detective woman came to a stop in front of a door.I braced myself for the worse when she opened the door, revealing an office. A small stacked office.File cabinets lined up one side of the wall, the side where the window was situated penning from the stray of light that uplifted the dreary room."Make yourself comfortable", the woman extolled, walking behind the little desk in the middle of the room and sitting behind it while gesturing to the seats opposite her.I looked around the room again, my eyes going to the name tag on top of the desk.Detective Rainey.Sydney walked in ahead of me, sitting down so elegantly and without a care.I took my time, question marks popping up in my head at an unquantified pace.I wanted to see my dad's body not have a chitchat with the detective.But I sat, their stares propelling me more than anything."Do you want coffee or", the woman paused, her gaze flicking to Sydney, "Blood?""A type AB would

I swallowed down the shot of fear that had spiked in my veins and looked up at the man, Siti.I would know his shrill voice anywhere.Quickly thinking, I pulled the flash from the computer and dropped it in my pocket before he slid in to the seat next to me, pining a knife so subtly to my leg that was hidden under the computer desk.My eyes widened as he smiled sardonically, his yellow teeth gleaming."Hello feisty girl. How's life been treating you?"He pressed the knife to my leg and I couldn't even shout for help or turn in my seat. I just sat there, scared to the marrow of my bones."Oh that's right", his shrill voice cluttered and tsked, "Accept my condolences"."Shove it up your ass", I gritted as the knife cut through my skin and I hissed in my breath. My eyes seeing red."You know I like your feist. I believe you got that from your father", he taunted, shaking his head. "He was a crazy man"."You killed him and you're all going to rot in jail for it", I swore even as pain ra

"I'm going home to bury my father tomorrow", I said in finality, my eyes doubling with daggers of their own."You can attend the funeral. I won't begrudge you that, but you would attend with heavy security detail".What?"You can't stop me. My friends would be worried, they would ask questions"."I'm not stopping you from calling your friends, Dalia", he said softly, still poised by the door, his gait relaxed and bored."I'm sure you can use that opportunity to answer any questions you're asked".I glared at him, wishing I had mind powers to squeeze out his brain just with the use of my eyes."Get some sleep", Jacob drawled, opening the door and slipping out.The door shut with a click and I threw away the bed covers, standing up to walk off the frustration and sexual tension that he had wound in me.Wound extra tight.My leg was fine, better than fine if I could say so myself. He had probably tried to downplay it, but I doubted my blood had suddenly gotten superpowers to fix up my b

"Yes I'm sure", I assured, even though I wasn't sure of anything at all. Not sure of anything related to Jacob and what he wanted to do to me except the ones he had made clear~ which was fucking me and swallowing my moans.Sacha still didn't believe me, as she stated clearly, her tone singing with accusation and her eyes narrowing on me, "You like him".And I stared wide mouthed, thrown off by the question, "no I don't"."Yes you do", Her eyes went to Kane and the bastard nodded alongside her, his smile turning into a mischievous grin."She's in denial", he spurted and I glared at the traitor."You both are making a situation where there's none. I don't like Jacob. He's a callous, self-centered arrogant dick who thinks he can get away with anything just because he has a to die for face and he's the King of Vampires".Sacha barked out a laugh, her voice cackling as she fell back on Kane's bed. She stopped after a moment, sitting up almost immediately as she smiled, "You can't tell me

I shook my head clear of the wanton thoughts and managed to stutter out, "What are you doing to me?""Why did you come here?""You could have just let me bury my father in peace. I was going to come back".He smiled, fangs flashing "To the first question, I'm doing absolutely nothing to you. I haven't even begun.""To your second question, I'm here to claim what is mine"."And to your last statement Dalia", he let out angrily, his fingers learning my lips "when I give you the benefit of a doubt, don't fucking prove me wrong".I was struck again, not able to speak or think about any other thing but the presence towering over me."I'll let you bury your father", his fangs elongated as he leaned down to my ear and the lights in the bathroom began to flicker."And after that I want no complaints from you".Somehow that statement seemed to release my vocal cords as what Sacha and Kane had said earlier came to mind."When?" I asked and Jacob straightened, his magnificent eyes boring into me