as I was told as best as I could when I was struggling against my mind which was in his stranglehold.
Don’t make a noise and don’t fucking move, he finished and, without further ado, he left.
I lay on the bed motionless but comfortable as the minutes passed. There were a goodly number of them before he returned. I had no idea where my aunties were or why they were even here. I had no idea what was going on.
The only thing I knew was that I hated him now more than ever.
He sat on the side of the bed. My eyes watched him do this and I screamed my hatred at him in my head as he tugged me across the bed and into his lap.
I didn’t struggle. I didn’t because I couldn’t move.
His eyes locked on mine. “You must learn to mind me.”
Go to hell! My mind shouted.
He shook his head and cradled me closer, speaking softly, “You need to learn this lesson, pet.”
Fuck off and don’t call me pet! My mind shrieked.
He held my body in his arms and my glare with his calm gaze as I tried desperately to shoot laser beams out of my eyes and annihilate him.
This, unfortunately, did not work.
“I’ll not countenance disobedience.” He kept speaking softly.
No duh? My mind asked sarcastically.
He sighed then stated, “Leah, if you defy me again, especially if you do it in front of others, you’ll be punished.”
Do your worst! My mind challenged. It can’t be worse than what you’ve already done.
He stopped using his voice and instead spoke directly to my mind. You’ve no idea.
Dazzle me, my mind snapped.
Our eyes locked for long moments before he took up my challenge. As you wish. Tonight, I feed. Then your punishment begins.
I can’t wait, I lied.
I could definitely wait. This whole thing was freaking me out.
He looked angry but resigned as he muttered, “Stubborn.”
My mind stayed silent.
“Your punishment will be just as difficult for me as it is for you, Leah.”
Good! My mind ground out.
His eyes moved over my face, the anger drifted out of his and I could swear he looked almost pleased.
“One thing about you, pet, you aren’t a disappointment.”
I had no idea what he meant by that and thus didn’t have a retort.
I felt my mind freed, my body at my command again and I didn’t hesitate. I scrambled off his lap and backed swiftly away as he rose from the side of the bed.
“Can my lesson tonight be how you kill vampires?” I asked in an ugly voice.
Shockingly, Lucien replied instantly, “Burn to nothing but ash then scatter the remains.”
“Well then, Lucien, you better get Edwina to hide the fucking matches,” I retorted and without another word I turned on my heel and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door and locking it.
I put my back to it, drifting down to my ass.
I rested my forehead to my knees and realized I was in full body tremble.
God, I hated him.
* * * * *
This was the rest of my blinkety-blank day:
First, I had to come out of the bathroom. I couldn’t live there, as much as I wanted to at that moment. There was water but there was no food and I was hungry.
When I did the bed had been made and Edwina was setting the table between the armchairs with plates and cutlery.
She turned to me, all perky housekeeper, and smiled, asking, “And how are we this morning?”
“Murderous,” I replied.
Her body twitched and her head tilted to the side in that weird birdlike manner of hers.
She took a moment to study me. “I see you’re not in a very good mood again,” she observed.
“No. I. Am. Not,” I retorted. “Where’s Lucien?”
“Here,” he declared, sauntering in coolly like he hadn’t just humbled me, kept me from my family, shackled me with his mind.
“You haven’t left yet?” I snapped out my question.
“I’m showering, we’re sharing breakfast then I’m leaving.”
It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him to get a move on when I realized Edwina was still in the room. Not wanting a repeat of twenty minutes ago, I pressed my lips
Don’t make a noise and don’t fucking move, he finished and, without further ado, he left.
I lay on the bed motionless but comfortable as the minutes passed. There were a goodly number of them before he returned. I had no idea where my aunties were or why they were even here. I had no idea what was going on.
The only thing I knew was that I hated him now more than ever.
He sat on the side of the bed. My eyes watched him do this and I screamed my hatred at him in my head as he tugged me across the bed and into his lap.
I didn’t struggle. I didn’t because I couldn’t move.
His eyes locked on mine. “You must learn to mind me.”
Go to hell! My mind shouted.
He shook his head and cradled me closer, speaking softly, “You need to learn this lesson, pet.”
Fuck off and don’t call me pet! My mind shrieked.
He held my body in his arms and my glare with his calm gaze as I tried desperately to shoot laser beams out of my eyes and annihilate him.
This, unfortunately, did not work.
“I’ll not countenance disobedience.” He kept speaking softly.
No duh? My mind asked sarcastically.
He sighed then stated, “Leah, if you defy me again, especially if you do it in front of others, you’ll be punished.”
Do your worst! My mind challenged. It can’t be worse than what you’ve already done.
He stopped using his voice and instead spoke directly to my mind. You’ve no idea.
Dazzle me, my mind snapped.
Our eyes locked for long moments before he took up my challenge. As you wish. Tonight, I feed. Then your punishment begins.
I can’t wait, I lied.
I could definitely wait. This whole thing was freaking me out.
He looked angry but resigned as he muttered, “Stubborn.”
My mind stayed silent.
“Your punishment will be just as difficult for me as it is for you, Leah.”
Good! My mind ground out.
His eyes moved over my face, the anger drifted out of his and I could swear he looked almost pleased.
“One thing about you, pet, you aren’t a disappointment.”
I had no idea what he meant by that and thus didn’t have a retort.
I felt my mind freed, my body at my command again and I didn’t hesitate. I scrambled off his lap and backed swiftly away as he rose from the side of the bed.
“Can my lesson tonight be how you kill vampires?” I asked in an ugly voice.
Shockingly, Lucien replied instantly, “Burn to nothing but ash then scatter the remains.”
“Well then, Lucien, you better get Edwina to hide the fucking matches,” I retorted and without another word I turned on my heel and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door and locking it.
I put my back to it, drifting down to my ass.
I rested my forehead to my knees and realized I was in full body tremble.
God, I hated him.
* * * * *
This was the rest of my blinkety-blank day:
First, I had to come out of the bathroom. I couldn’t live there, as much as I wanted to at that moment. There was water but there was no food and I was hungry.
When I did the bed had been made and Edwina was setting the table between the armchairs with plates and cutlery.
She turned to me, all perky housekeeper, and smiled, asking, “And how are we this morning?”
“Murderous,” I replied.
Her body twitched and her head tilted to the side in that weird birdlike manner of hers.
She took a moment to study me. “I see you’re not in a very good mood again,” she observed.
“No. I. Am. Not,” I retorted. “Where’s Lucien?”
“Here,” he declared, sauntering in coolly like he hadn’t just humbled me, kept me from my family, shackled me with his mind.
“You haven’t left yet?” I snapped out my question.
“I’m showering, we’re sharing breakfast then I’m leaving.”
It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him to get a move on when I realized Edwina was still in the room. Not wanting a repeat of twenty minutes ago, I pressed my lips
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