บททั้งหมดของ In love with a vampire : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

“I tried to warn you Hadassah, you shouldn't have kept on with the case. Now you've walked right into our trap.” Isabella said in a calm voice.The vampire guy was staring at her with an evil grin.“Trap? Bella? Can you please tell me what's going on?” she asked, while calmly reaching for the gun tucked behind her.Isabella cackled. It was a strange sound as Hadassah had never heard her cackle before. She sounded older and very unlike herself and Hadassah knew she was dealing with something deeper than she thought.The vampire guy was swiftly in front of her. He looked into her eyes, his own eyes glowing red and whispered, “sleep” in a trance-like voice and she found herself succumbing to his voice as her brain began to shut down and her eyes grew so drowsy, she could not keep them open even if she struggled to.***************She woke up in so much pain in her abdomen that she could not straighten herself for a while. The pain was so excruciating, it travelled to her lower back just

“My blood? What do you mean?”He sighed and moved away from her. “You'll probably hate me for this, but up until now, I thought I could find a solution. I'm ashamed to say, I haven't found one.”“What are you talking about? The solution to what? And why are vampires after my blood?”He turned to her with a sorry expression. “Your hair.”“What's wrong with my hair?” She asked with furrowed brows.“Have you ever dyed your hair?”“No, not really. Why?”“You mean, this is the natural colour?”“Yeah,” She answered. He took a deep breath before speaking, “There's the issue, your hair is the colour of blood, and that can only mean one thing. You have the special blood.”Her heart stopped for a moment on hearing that. The special blood she had been reading about these past few days, the blood any vampire needs to forever quench their bloodlust, the rare blood that only exists once every two thousand years belonged to her.The thought of that made a chill run through her spine. “You mean,

“Did you see that?” she asked, gripping Aamon’s wrist excitedly.“How could I not?” He answered, not minding that she was unconsciously digging her nails into his skin.The door closed almost as suddenly as it was opened. Aamon and Hadassah exchanged glances, before proceeding to open the car doors. “I knew something fishy was going on. Hadassah, can I ask you to please stay behind me?”Hadassah shot him a defiant glance. “What? Why?”“I need to make sure you're protected…”“I can protect myself…”“Please?” He gave her a pleading look and Hadassah finally gave in.“Fine,” She said in resignation. “But I won't like it.”He chuckled as he said, “I don't expect you to.”“And I won't stay behind you again.”“Fine by me. As long as you allow me to protect you another way.”She looked up at him, “What other way is there?”The corner of his lips tipped as he answered, “When the time comes, you'll know.”For some reason, the way he said that, and the look in his eyes as he spoke, made blood

Hadassah stepped out of the bathroom stark naked and stood at the bathroom's doorway, her hair draping down her shoulders in wet waves. She looked breathtaking!She watched as he looked up slowly, his expression changed, and the Adam's apple in his throat bobbed and she smiled.She stepped forward and closer to him, observing how he was struggling not to stare at her body. He kept his wavering gaze fixated on hers as he stood up.His fangs were elongated and he didn't try to hide it this time. She let her gaze boldly travel down to his crotch and linger, then back up.All this time, he didn't take his eyes off her face.His self-control impressed her, but she didn't want to be impressed by his self-control.He swallowed as she came closer to him, the scent of her shower gel intoxicating him. His throat suddenly went dry.“Why…” his voice was hoarse, so he cleared his throat. “What are you doing?”“Don't you want me?” Hadassah asked, seductively batting her eyelashes at him.He gulped

She woke up happily and stretched lazily. It was a smart decision she made to move her off day to today as she didn't think she would have made it today, especially after last night. She felt exhausted.Reflecting on last night made her blush as memories replayed in her head. Who said losing your virginity wasn't a special thing? Last night felt magical and very special to her. And Aamon, his words, the way he stared at her in awe, the way he pleasured her whole body, the thought of him alone made the butterflies in her stomach flutter wildly.She then remembered that she was in his house, in his room, on his bed, but she was alone. She wondered where he went. Just as she looked around, she noticed him seated and watching her from the sofa, but his expression didn't brighten up, even when she smiled at him.“Good morning.”“Good morning.” He answered, still maintaining his straight face.“What's wrong?” She asked, her brows furrowing.“You're hurt!” He replied, his voice hoarse.“No,