gut.
The vampire smiled at the sight of me, displaying his fangs. ―Welcome home, my pet.
What brings you here?‖
―I decided to kill you once and for all,‖ I said in a bored voice, hiding my fear and frustration. Those would only be used against me. ―Looks like I failed.‖
―Indeed you did,‖ he said with a leer, then patted his knee. ―Come. Crawl toward your master, Olivia, and show him how much you missed him.‖
My muscles locked and I fell to the floor. I lay on my stomach a moment before starting to crawl forward, helpless to obey. Anger and loathing burned in my stomach as I slid along the floor, past the bare feet of the onlookers. I kept that anger and loathing close to me. It would fuel me through what was to come. Eventually, I arrived to Aloysius‘s feet and stopped.
―Sit up,‖ he said. ―I want to take a look at you.‖
I sat up like a mannequin, my body stiff. My eyes met his and I suppressed a mental shiver. His expression was cold, pitiless. Hateful.
He examined me for a long minute, then tilted his head as my gaze met his. ―Your eyes.‖
I closed them immediately, not wanting to give anything away.
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―Open them,‖ he barked, and my eyes snapped open again. ―They‘re silver,‖ he said accusingly. ―No wonder you didn‘t come crawling back to me several days ago. I knew something was up.‖ His cold sneer made my heart pound. ―So you found David after all this time, did you?‖
I said nothing, even though I knew it was futile. He‘d just force me to answer.
His sneer withered, turning into a snarl. ―Where is he? Where have they hidden him?
Answer me!‖
―He‘s in a monastery with the Serim,‖ I said. ―It‘s warded against others. No one can find it but another Serim. You can‘t get to him.‖
He reached for my hair and before I could jerk away, knotted his fist in my hair and dragged me forward. I stifled the cry of pain that arose in my throat, knowing that it would bring him far too much pleasure. ―Well, my little whore,‖ he said, his mouth pressing close to my face
– so close that his spittle flecked my cheek. ―If you‘ve just crawled from his bed, I suspect he‘ll be showing up here sooner rather than later.‖
―He won‘t,‖ I said quickly, taking a small pleasure in being able to thwart Aloysius in this. ―I didn‘t tell him where I went. I left in the middle of the night and took the phone with me.
He‘ll never know where I am.‖
His fingernails dug into my scalp, and I winced at the needle-sharpness, felt the blood trickling down my scalp as his razor-sharp fingernails cut my skin. ―You little bitch. You did that on purpose, didn‘t you? You think you can control me?‖
―No,‖ I said truthfully, avoiding his gaze. ―But I can protect David from your perversity.
And I will.‖
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He shoved my head against the arm of his throne-like chair, cracking my forehead against the wood. Pain shattered through my skull and the world spun in a circle of red and black. The skin on my forehead had split and throbbed with pain, gushing blood down my face. I didn‘t lose consciousness – I couldn‘t, but I felt a curious sort of dread even as I wiped the blood off my face. I knew it would make him hungry, and I didn‘t want to feed him.
His hand grasped my hair again, raking the blood-spattered tangles away from my face.
―Look at me, Olivia.‖
I grudgingly turned my gaze to him, hating this. Hating him. Hating everything. This was what it had been like being his slave. Nothing that I did was of my own volition – all my movements were entirely at his disposal, and I loathed it – and him. And myself for not being able to resist.
He ran a finger along my cheek, down the blood that ran down my face, and then put the fingertip in his mouth. ―So sweet. I always forget how sweet my little succubus tastes.‖ He looked at me in an almost tender way, dragging his hand through
The vampire smiled at the sight of me, displaying his fangs. ―Welcome home, my pet.
What brings you here?‖
―I decided to kill you once and for all,‖ I said in a bored voice, hiding my fear and frustration. Those would only be used against me. ―Looks like I failed.‖
―Indeed you did,‖ he said with a leer, then patted his knee. ―Come. Crawl toward your master, Olivia, and show him how much you missed him.‖
My muscles locked and I fell to the floor. I lay on my stomach a moment before starting to crawl forward, helpless to obey. Anger and loathing burned in my stomach as I slid along the floor, past the bare feet of the onlookers. I kept that anger and loathing close to me. It would fuel me through what was to come. Eventually, I arrived to Aloysius‘s feet and stopped.
―Sit up,‖ he said. ―I want to take a look at you.‖
I sat up like a mannequin, my body stiff. My eyes met his and I suppressed a mental shiver. His expression was cold, pitiless. Hateful.
He examined me for a long minute, then tilted his head as my gaze met his. ―Your eyes.‖
I closed them immediately, not wanting to give anything away.
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―Open them,‖ he barked, and my eyes snapped open again. ―They‘re silver,‖ he said accusingly. ―No wonder you didn‘t come crawling back to me several days ago. I knew something was up.‖ His cold sneer made my heart pound. ―So you found David after all this time, did you?‖
I said nothing, even though I knew it was futile. He‘d just force me to answer.
His sneer withered, turning into a snarl. ―Where is he? Where have they hidden him?
Answer me!‖
―He‘s in a monastery with the Serim,‖ I said. ―It‘s warded against others. No one can find it but another Serim. You can‘t get to him.‖
He reached for my hair and before I could jerk away, knotted his fist in my hair and dragged me forward. I stifled the cry of pain that arose in my throat, knowing that it would bring him far too much pleasure. ―Well, my little whore,‖ he said, his mouth pressing close to my face
– so close that his spittle flecked my cheek. ―If you‘ve just crawled from his bed, I suspect he‘ll be showing up here sooner rather than later.‖
―He won‘t,‖ I said quickly, taking a small pleasure in being able to thwart Aloysius in this. ―I didn‘t tell him where I went. I left in the middle of the night and took the phone with me.
He‘ll never know where I am.‖
His fingernails dug into my scalp, and I winced at the needle-sharpness, felt the blood trickling down my scalp as his razor-sharp fingernails cut my skin. ―You little bitch. You did that on purpose, didn‘t you? You think you can control me?‖
―No,‖ I said truthfully, avoiding his gaze. ―But I can protect David from your perversity.
And I will.‖
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He shoved my head against the arm of his throne-like chair, cracking my forehead against the wood. Pain shattered through my skull and the world spun in a circle of red and black. The skin on my forehead had split and throbbed with pain, gushing blood down my face. I didn‘t lose consciousness – I couldn‘t, but I felt a curious sort of dread even as I wiped the blood off my face. I knew it would make him hungry, and I didn‘t want to feed him.
His hand grasped my hair again, raking the blood-spattered tangles away from my face.
―Look at me, Olivia.‖
I grudgingly turned my gaze to him, hating this. Hating him. Hating everything. This was what it had been like being his slave. Nothing that I did was of my own volition – all my movements were entirely at his disposal, and I loathed it – and him. And myself for not being able to resist.
He ran a finger along my cheek, down the blood that ran down my face, and then put the fingertip in his mouth. ―So sweet. I always forget how sweet my little succubus tastes.‖ He looked at me in an almost tender way, dragging his hand through
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