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“What exactly do you want with her?”, the kings voice shot back.
“I want the girl to do with as I please”.
King Malcolm looked him over, “You can’t...”.
“As a pet, she would be my property”, Alessandro interrupted him, “ Just like you like to keep your spoils from war, i will like to keep her too", he shot a brief glance in her direction, “She is my trophy from one of my greatest conquests. It will be her fate to be bound to me as a pet slave forever”
“Aless...”.
“You can not refuse me father”, Alessandro replied in a quiet voice.
The king thought for a while. Whatever shame Isabella had felt when her dress was ripped off her doubled when Alessandro said she was a spoil from his conquest.
“You can do as you wish", Malcolm finally replied.
“Untie her!”, Alessandro’s loud voice resounded across the yard. The man who had the whip dropped it and moved to untie her.
As soon as she was freed from the restraints, Alessandro turned to the man and clasped his neck with his palm. It was like he weighed nothing because his feet was off the ground as he struggled against Alessandro’s choke hold. She could not pull her gaze from the scene before her neither could she protest...
Kieran and Gwen rushed towards Alessandro, they had considered letting him handle things alone but Kieran had suspected that things might take an ugly turn and he wasn’t far from the truth because before they could react the man’s decapitated head was rolling on the ground, blood splattered everywhere.
Isabella clamped her mouth to stop herself from screaming.
“Alessandro!”, Kieran shouted.
“Why did you do that?”, Malcolm asked.
“He heard our conversation”, Alessandro murmured nonchalantly.
He approached Isabella and she held her breath in fear, without as much as a glance towards her, he hoisted her over his shoulders.
“Gwen please get clothes for me, anything you can find, we recently employed new maids, get one of them for me. Kieran get someone to clean up this mess”, he gave out orders.
Isabella stared at Gwen as she looked at her with so much unconcealed hatred. Malcolm stared at Alessandro with worry in his eyes. Kieran looked at her like he was pondering.
She closed her eyes as she let the tears flow freely down her cheeks, there was nothing she could do against this people.
They were formidable and she was only their toy to play with as they deemed fit. Alessandro had made it clear today that he was not done dealing with her. She could not even being to fathom how he had ripped a man’s head of his neck, shattering bones and tendons with just his bare hands.
She steadied herself on his shoulders as he quickened his pace. Her tears increased, her thoughts were confused, she could not think clearly but one thing she was sure of was that Alessandro was a predator, a very deadly kind and she was his prey...
Isabella could not deny the fact that her conversation with Gwen rattled her. As the days had passed a small part of her had hoped he saw her in a different light.Overtime she had begun to feel things for him, when she wasn't focused on the fact that he had killed her parents she was beginning to see the little things about him that she found cute.She tried to wave them off but she felt bad. She didn’t want to attend any ball that would demean her not like she had a choice and she knew she couldn’t confront Alessandro. He made her feel so uneasy in so many ways and that left one option Aunt Marie.Which was why she was in kitchen playing with her food and looking for a comfortable outlet to share her fears with Marie. However Marie made it harder as she was walking about, ordering the servants in preparation for the evening.Isabella took a slice of pie and blurted out, “What does it mean to be a vampi
Gwendoline had made up her mind to confront Alessandro today, it had been a while since they had any meaningful conversation or spent time together. It seemed he was getting so engrossed in his duties not to leave out the frail human that had managed to take up all his time.When he wasn’t attending to one of her numerous needs, she was trailing behind him anywhere like a lap dog. Kieran sat across from him, while Isabella was at the far end of the room a book in her hand. She groaned in frustration, now she had two assholes to deal with".“Alessandro?”.“Gwendoline what do I owe this pleasure?”, he asked. She sighed his replies were now formal.“I need to talk to you Alessandro. It’s very important and I want to talk in private”.Kieran snorted
Isabella could not deny the fact that her conversation with Gwen rattled her. As the days had passed a small part of her had hoped he saw her in a different light.Overtime she had begun to feel things for him, when she wasn't focused on the fact that he had killed her parents she was beginning to see the little things about him that she found cute.She tried to wave them off but she felt bad. She didn’t want to attend any ball that would demean her not like she had a choice and she knew she couldn’t confront Alessandro. He made her feel so uneasy in so many ways and that left one option Aunt Marie.Which was why she was in kitchen playing with her food and looking for a comfortable outlet to share her fears with Marie. However Marie made it harder as she was walking about, ordering the servants in preparation for the evening.Isabella took a slice of pie and blurted out, “What does it mean to be a vampi
She had resumed eating in the kitchen with Marie and the other staffs. It was quite obvious she wasn’t a guest here but a prisoner so she decided to do well to stay in her limits.She flipped the pages of the book that Marie had lent her to read, she was bored of staying indoors all day alone by herself.Alessandro walked in with Cecily and another lady. Isabella’s eyes stared fixatedly on Alessandro he was nothing like the prim and proper prince that she knew. His dark long hair was let loose and it draped against his shoulders. He was in casual clothing, nothing like his usual royal regalia. He looked almost normal until he flashed his fangs.“It seems like you’re already adjusting to life here”, he remarked, “Well that’s good since you will be my escort to the ball of a lifetime, he came to sit besides her on the couch, she moved away
Gwendoline had made up her mind to confront Alessandro today, it had been a while since they had any meaningful conversation or spent time together. It seemed he was getting so engrossed in his duties not to leave out the frail human that had managed to take up all his time.When he wasn’t attending to one of her numerous needs, she was trailing behind him anywhere like a lap dog. Kieran sat across from him, while Isabella was at the far end of the room a book in her hand. She groaned in frustration, now she had two assholes to deal with".“Alessandro?”.“Gwendoline what do I owe this pleasure?”, he asked. She sighed his replies were now formal.“I need to talk to you Alessandro. It’s very important and I want to talk in private”.Kieran snorted and she rolled her eyes.“Gwen we are having a ball, Every vampire king will be here so I have...”“Really i should get a dress
Isabella sat in the dining room with King Alessandro and Kieran. After her and Alessandro’s conversation in the past week, things between them had been different, they had been able to come to a mutual understanding.She could never understand why there were wars and killings, she didn’t know why her father had killed the queen, thinking about it clearly she realised she didn’t know him well. She couldn’t justify Alessandro’s actions, many innocent lives were put on the line for him to achieve his revenge.However she fully understood the reason why he did what he did. She would have done the same if she was in his place. She hadn’t forgiven him but she knew plotting her escape was impossible. She had just two options, live this new life or as she hoped one day be whisked away from this life.Her breakfast of Cinnamon rolls and hot chocolate was placed before her. The king chose that moment to walk in, he quickly spotted