21. I won't tell my brother. 🌶️

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**Ocean**

Only when I hear the hurried footsteps of Octavius do I step away from the door and let out a deep breath. I need a shower, ice-cold, and a set of new clothes. All I wanted was to reach a point where none of the vampires could hold anything against me. For some strange reason, they like it when the servants address them as Master, but they freak out when I do the same. Can they get any weirder, or is it just me that's confused about everything they do?

My body is getting weak, and I'm sure I am seconds away from collapsing on the floor and crying myself to sleep. But I don't want to give anyone the pleasure of hearing me cry, so I force myself to go to the shower. The cold water running over my body is what I need. Though it doesn't rid me of the weird tiredness, I do feel reasonably refreshed. It only takes me a few minutes to dry off and get some fresh clothes. This time I opt for a red satin nightgown. Since I'm going to sleep and the door to my bedroom is locked, I don't bother wearing any underwear.

I can't remember the last time I did this, but I stare at myself in the mirror as I brush my hair. My eyes don't seem as dull as when I lived with Vladimir, and even my hair seems lighter. Maybe it's the food the brothers are giving me and the much-needed rest. The vampires are confusing, but at least they're trying their best to take care of me. I am grateful to them for that. I look healthier than ever. I leave the brush on the nightstand and slip under the covers. As soon as my head hits the pillow, my eyelids feel like they weigh a ton, so I gladly surrender to the tiredness and forget all my worries.

The blissful moment ends as soon as someone bangs their fist against my bedroom door. "Please, go away, I'm sleeping," the words slip my lips as a mere whisper, but the person hears me anyway. The banging stops for a moment, only to sound twice as aggressive a minute later.

Someone clears their throat first, and it's only when the person speaks up that I realise how much trouble I might have gotten myself into with my words. "Bunny, I'm going to offer you two choices. One: you get your pretty little ass out of bed and unlock the door. Two: you stay away from the door, and I'll break this shit down. The choice is up to you; I'm more than generous by giving you one at all." I don't know what it is about him, but whenever Kieran speaks, it sends shivers down my spine. It doesn't matter if he's happy, sad, or angry- the way my body reacts to his words and his presence doesn't change.

Since I'm pretty familiar with Kieran's anger issues, I can't risk coming across as a stubborn child. Besides, he probably knows what choice I'm going to make- losing the last bit of privacy I have isn't something I want to deal with. Either way, it's better to comply because he won't fix the door later. "I- I'll unlock the door; just give me a second, please." I stammer. Part of me hopes he didn't come to punish me for something I probably didn't even notice, but with Kieran, you never know what's going to happen next. He's as unpredictable as a natural disaster.

I jump out of bed and grab the blanket to wrap it around me. This is the exact moment I regret my choice of clothing and lack of underwear. As I approach the door, I hear him chuckle. Of course, that sneaky bastard got exactly what he wanted. He can't help but laugh at my helplessness.

I turn the key and grasp the handle. Even if it's only a second, I'll use it to prepare myself. But the damn vampire won't give me pleasure. Kieran opens the door and invites himself into my bedroom with my hand still clutching the handle. "Lock the door, bunny," he says as he stops in the middle of the bedroom. I raise an eyebrow but do as I'm told and stay in the space next to the door. I won't move unless he orders me to go somewhere. I don't want to be anywhere near this man anyway. Kieran stands a few feet away, his back to me. I bite my bottom lip as I clutch the blanket tightly. Ever since that asshole told me I am of age, I've been afraid for my life. Maybe Octavius will keep his promise and wait until I'm ready to get involved with him, but I'm not so sure about Kieran's plans. He has no respect for my privacy, my needs, or my dreams. If he said I am his- I'll stay aside, branded as his property till the end of my days. My life means nothing to this man. Kieran is the typical vampire.

"No need to fear me, bunny. Remember, I can hear your heart racing. Come closer," Kieran's voice is suspiciously calm. I stare at his back as I slowly approach him. As a thousand scenarios play out in my head, Kieran loosens the tie around his neck. I stop right behind him, but he doesn't bother to turn around. Instead, he gives me another command. Who am I, a lap dog? "Stand in front of me."

I let out a deep breath and do as I'm told. If Kieran does anything against my will, I'll scream for Octavius; he will help me. I can be sure of that- at least one vampire is on my side. Honestly, I dare to be bold and say that Octavius might be in love with me. A slight smile spreads across my lips as I think of the blond vampire. I may be human, but if he fell in love with me, I would do anything to learn to love him- love must be a magical feeling. Kieran's raspy voice brings me back to reality. "Turn around." I gulp and turn around. What's the point of me standing in front of him if he wants me to turn my back on him now? Kieran's mind games are something I don't understand for the most part. Is this guy on drugs or something? Wait, he wouldn't... Would he try to bite me?

I close my eyes and brace myself for the worst. But instead of vampire's teeth tearing my skin, I feel a piece of fabric placed over my eyes. "Relax," Kieran whispers in my ear. This guy is bipolar; he has to be. One moment he's angry, scaring the shit out of me. The next moment he's calm, collected, and gentle.

Kieran steps away from me, and I hear him rearrange the furniture. The next moment his hands are on my shoulders, and he's forcing me to sit on something. It's not until Kieran grabs my wrists and ties them behind my back that I understand he's gotten a chair for me. I want to ask him what on earth he's doing, but he beats me to it. "Stay quiet. Whatever happens next, you need to be quiet. If you so much as let a sound pass your lips, there will be consequences. I’m sure you know that if that happens, I will become the consequence. If you don't want me to punish you, you'll listen to me. Do I make myself clear?" My first reaction is to say something, but I immediately think of his words and decide to nod in agreement. He said not a sound. Something tells me his last question was a test.

"Good girl, you understood the assignment." Kieran sounds oddly proud of my ability to stay quiet. It's not like he's ever had a hard time shutting me up. The vampire walks around me and kneels in front of me. He takes the time to tie my ankles to the legs of the chair. Why is he doing this?

"Now, I'll tell you what we're going to do. Since you have had a lot of fun with my brother these past few days, it's my turn to enjoy some privacy with you. I reminded my brother that you, bunny, are as much mine as his. I have to leave again and have no idea when I will return. But before I do, I decided it would be nice to leave you something to remember. You know, whenever you miss me, you can think of our little game in your bedroom." There's a hint of amusement in his words. God, how I want to scream at him. I don't need anything to remember, nor could I ever miss his presence. The farther he is from me, the better my life becomes. He may be an ancient vampire, but Kieran is a delusional man. A complete nutcase.

I don't hear his footsteps, but somehow Kieran is behind me, leaning in to whisper in my ear. "I was thinking about the fun we could have together, just you and me. Remember how much fun we had in the mirror room while my brother fucked that whore? Wasn't that nice, hearing her moan, feeling my lips on your skin and my fingers..." I gulp at his words. Those are memories I'd like to forget, but I know Kieran won't let that happen. Everything he did to me there, to my body- that's an accomplishment for him. My heart starts beating faster, and I'm sure he'll take that as a positive reaction. "And after the quality time we had, I thought about you in the arena. The idea of seeing you on the ground, covered in dirt, trying to crawl away from me makes my cock so fucking hard, harder than it's been in decades. I'd find you, bunny. I'd catch you. At first, you'd try to fight me, but when the right time comes, I'd tie you up, just like I am doing now, so you couldn't fight anymore. Do you have any idea how your pretty pink pussy would grip me? Fuck..." He emits sound like the growl of a feral animal, and shivers run down my spine. I can feel his lips lightly touching my ear. For a vampire, his breath is awfully hot, and the closer he gets, the more it burns my skin. "You're unusually quiet, bunny. I love it when you try to fight back, even with words. And I'd love it even more if you gave up your stubbornness now. Don't heed my warning; I can't wait for you to disobey me. That pretty little mouth of yours just can't shut up, and if you'd behave the way you usually do, I'd love to ram my cock down your throat." I know what he wants to do to me now. I'm not stupid. That won't stop Kieran if he wants to do something, but I clench my thighs. His hand grabs the blanket and throws it away. Strange, I thought it would have fallen to the floor when he tied me to the stupid chair. Why do I have to be like this and follow orders like a dog? Oh yeah, because I don't want to die anytime soon. I roll my eyes, and part of me is glad he can't see it because Kieran used the fabric to blindfold me.

The vampire puts his hands on my shoulders and slowly slides them down my body. I thought he would cup my breasts, but instead, he guides his palms to my ribs. Close enough to have easy access to my breasts and far enough to make me feel somewhat safe. The fabric covering my nipples suddenly feels too rough against my skin. This can't be happening- is my body reacting to his filthy touch? I bite my bottom lip and take a deep breath. I need to calm down before he starts talking again or, God forbid, does something to me. I don't want to lose myself again the way I did in the mirror room. Kieran is an asshole, not that I'd ever admit that out loud, but his touch is magical in the strangest way. Whenever his hands land on my body, it does things to me. "I know you're wet, bunny. That's okay; I won't tell my brother. Your secret is safe with me." God damn it, his raspy voice makes everything a thousand times worse. I don't want to desire him that way, but the mind games and things he does just set my body on fire. Kieran knows how to ignite passion in me and make sure he's the only water I can use to put it down.

I feel his lips on my neck, and my body instantly tenses. Maybe he really did come here to suck some of my blood, and the game he's playing is just something he's using to hide his true intentions. Kieran kisses my neck and runs his tongue up my neck to my ear. "Admit it, bunny; you want me to touch you. You want to feel my body against yours, skin against skin. You want my lips on yours, captured in a never-ending battle for dominance. You want to feel my fingertips caressing your skin. Even if you deny it, your body speaks louder than any words you have ever said. You want me to cup your breasts, suck and bite on your nipples. You want me to play with your clit; you want me to taste you. Fuck, I want it even more now. The things I'd do to you if only you'd said yes. Bunny, you're driving me crazy."