Chapter 33 CHAPTER 33

Chapter 33 CHAPTER 33
Sabrina

He is the one who sent for me and there was no one else. He looked up with a smile on his face, and it faltered, his eyes scrutinising me, and I swallowed.

“You must be kidding me.” I choked out and turned to leave.

Not at this time will I eat with him.

“Sabrina.” I heard him call my name but I didn't look back.

I continue walking, and my freedom screams at me, elated when my hand touches the doorknob, then I smell him.

He turned me sharply to face him and tugged me so close that I could feel the muscles underneath his shirt.

“Where do you think you are running off to?” Vincent growled, his Alpha Aura caging me.

Drawing me close to him like a moth to a flame. His fingers curled around my wrist and it sent a jolt down my body.

“You tricked me into coming here.” I forced the words out of my mouth, ignoring the desire that threatened to swallow me whole.

“The king is not here,” I said it boldly now, and he kept looking at me. His composed expression is not changing.

“I had to because that is the only way for me to get your attention.” He said in a raspy voice, his fingers were rubbing my wrist and my body jolted. I shifted on my toes.

“You can't blame me.” He coos in my neck and finally lets me go, taking a step back.

My patience is running out so you can just come with me and sit down.

“You can't always force me, Vincent.” I plead in a meek voice. I am not even sure if he is even listening to me.

“This is not me forcing you Sabrina. You only need to eat with me, so why is it that hard?” Vincent asked, and I wanted to let him know that everything is hard with him being close to him.

“I don't want to be with you”, I said and added “ALONE” in my head.

“I thought I told you I love it when you have your hair let down. Why did you choose today of all days to let it down? I think I became obsessed the moment you walked in.

“Fuck no,” I said when I realised I actually had my leg down like he said.

Did he seriously think I was trying to seduce him? Why will I do that huh?

“I let it down without knowing because you took my band,” I told him, the tension in the room made my head feel fuzzy.

“You mean this?” Vincent asked, showing me the band.

I tried to take it from him but he shoved it back inside his pocket.

“Don't tell me you only have one?” Vincent asked and my face flushed pink. I only have one and I am finding it hard to admit that.

“You can always get another one, and I will keep them all,” Vincent said, and I know he actually meant every word.

“So are you going to eat with me?” Vincent asked me and I bit the inside of my cheeks.

“I am sorry but it seems I am already full,” I told him as an excuse.

“Then do you want your maid to get punished instead?” Vincent asked me, his hand tucked inside his pocket and my eyes widened when he brought out his phone.

“What? Are you going to threaten me with her now?” I asked Vincent, my lips quivering.

Did he bring her here to use her as my weakness? I can't believe he could stoop so low.

“If you are going to be stubborn then I have no choice.” He said and dialled a number. Then instinct kicks in.

“Vincent,” I called out his name, and he looked up while the person he was calling actually picked up the call.

“Yes. So what is it? Are you going to stay or not?” He asked and inclined his head towards the direction of the dining table and I led the way while he ended the call.

Before I could sit down, Vincent pulled the chair out for me to sit down. He sat down beside me and spread the napkin on my legs.

“You should eat”, he said, and I picked up the fork. I must say everything cooked today was actually my favourite back at Father's Pack.

Did he memorise everything and make preparations for it by informing the maid? I picked up the fork and tried the noodles first. It was cooked just the same way Penny would cook it.

Could it be that Penny was the one who cooked it? I tried the fish too and it tasted just the same.

“Do you like it?” Vincent asked, and I looked up. Why does he try to soften my heart with these small actions?

“I don't really feel like eating,” I said and Vincent stood up from his seat.

“Maybe you will find it better if I just feed you.” He said and picked up the fork before I could stop him.

“I didn't mean it that way”, I said quickly, but it was already late.

“Ahh.” He said, motioning with his mouth, and I find it hard to believe.

“Are you being serious?” I asked him, my palms becoming sweaty. This is not actually what I wanted.

“I made sure to cook your favourite so you can't suddenly back down now,” he said and fed me.

I tried to protest but Vincent wasn't listening. He made sure he fed me till I was full and I didn't stop glaring at him.

“Is there any place you would love to go to?” Vincent asked and I nodded my head.

“Yes. I would love to return to my room, and please, don't pressure me to stay with you,” I told him, and he surprised me with his reply.

“I will ge
t in touch with you in two hours. I actually have a place in mind.” Vincent said and stood up.