Chapter 25 Deceived.
"I fucking hate him!" I snapped very annoyed with Domenic. Why must he keep pushing me away? Why is he always hot and cold? His bipolar personality is driving me crazy.
One second he is telling me about how he wants nothing but my blood and the next he's protecting and defending me in ways that make my fragile heart weak.
Why do I always attract the assholes?! Jason made me believe he loves me for a long time only to dump me later on, and now Domenic is acting all hot and cold, playing with my feelings.
How the hell am I going to make him realize that he has strong feelings for me? How am I going to make him see that he cares about me more than he would like to admit?
The prick is not even giving me a hint on how to get to him! He always pushed me away with his cruel words which always feels like a stab to my heart. I don't actually believe that he thinks that way about me, but hearing him say it still hurts.
The worst part of it all is that, this fucking party doesn't even have alcohol and I'm in need of alcohol in my bloodstream this instant. It's probably the only way to get this anger and hurt off my chest.
"Are you okay Kate?" Sarah's innocent voice drew me out of my rage. She had been standing there for a while now watching me try to suppress my anger, but she probably had no idea what's making me angry.
I groaned under my breath. "I'm definitely not okay Sarah. First everyone keeps staring at me like creeps, and second that bastard just seem to love getting on my nerves!" I searched the party hoping to catch a glimpse of his annoyingly handsome face.
When I saw him earlier, I couldn't help the fluttering in my chest. He looks so hot in a dark red suit and a bow tie, his hair was styled expertly making him look indeed like royalty.
Domenic Darkshadow, that prick! Why can't I just get over him already since he decided to be nothing but a dick!
"Who is the bastard you're talking about?" Sarah asked curiously. In such short time, we have become really good friends.
"Prince Domenic of course!" I snapped and she gasped looking around anxiously.
"Kate, you can't just say that." She whispered in a fear filled tone. "This party is filled with vampires who has amazing hearing. If anyone hears you badmouthing the prince, that might get you in trouble."
"But what I'm saying is a fact. The prince is an idiot!"
Sarah frowned. "But I think he's pretty nice. He doesn't really give a damn about humans, but he doesn't hurt them either."
It was my turn to frown at her. "Really? You seem to know him a lot."
She blushed a deep shade of red and I raised a brow at her wondering what got her so flustered. "W...well prince Domenic is my master. He has never been harsh with me."
I was surprised. So Sarah is actually Domenic's slave. That's interesting. I thought belongs to the King. "So you are saying Domenic is nice?"
Sarah nodded, "compare to the other vampires, I think prince Domenic is a really good guy. Well except for Lysander. He's the nicest vampire I have ever met."
I agreed with her on the Lysander part but scoffed at Domenic's part. Nice my ass, "yeah he may be a good guy but he's a coward, and cowards are annoying." Before Sarah could ask any more questions, I changed the topic. "I have to go find Lysander so he can find me some alcohol. This party sucks because they only drink blood. Eww."
"Should I come with you?" Sarah asked innocently. There was hope in her eyes and I know she doesn't want to be here alone.
"You can just go to my room and stay there Sarah. No need to follow me around." I smiled at her and went on my way ignoring the eyes of the vampires as they followed my every move.
I searched everywhere for Lysander, but it seems like he disappeared along with Domenic. Where the hell are they?
In my search, I bumped into a young handsome man. Just like every fucking vampire in this world_ except Domenic of course_ he had glowing red eyes and skin as white as chalk. His hair matched the color of his eyes perfectly and he actually had a kind smile on his face.
"Oh, I'm sorry." I apologized quickly, anxious to get away from him and resume my search for Lysander.
"No need to apologize beautiful. I actually blocked your path on purpose." He admitted and I frowned.
"And why did you do that? What do you want?"
He grinned, nice and friendly. But I don't trust this guy. "I heard you're looking for some alcohol. You were talking to that blond slave over there." He licked his lips as if nervous, "I know where you can find some."
I was still cautious of this guy. I crossed my arms over my chest and gave him a look filled with distrust. "Really? And how am I sure that this is not some kind of ploy to get me alone and drain my blood?"
He laughed, deep and rich like what I just said is the funniest shit he has ever heard. "I assure you that I am not like that. The king made it clear that you are a guest and not a slave. If I lay a hand on you, I might lose my fangs."
I nodded slowly convinced with his answer. "Okay, I'm going to trust you, but before that, what's your name?"
"Demetrius. And you are?"
"Kate." We shook hands and I offered him a smile to which he smiled back. It won't hurt to make another friend right?
This bastard drugged me!
Sure enough he found a bottle of alcohol and poured me a glass. We were having a nice conversation and I was telling him about my life back at the human world, and I have no idea when this bastard slipped something in my drink.
How could I have been deceived so easily. How many times would I tell myself that these bastard are cruel blood sucking monsters? How could I have trusted this Demetrius guy so easily?!
I should have been more careful. Fuck I hate this!
I felt drowsy and weak and also turned on. Whatever this bastard slipped into my drink, it must also be heightening my sexual senses. I felt extremely aroused, it feels abnormal.
Lost in my dizzy haze, I had no idea when this guy lead me to a quiet empty room. It was so small and dark, I could barely see what's in here.
"Fucking human slave!" He spat as he grabbed my arm. I tired to fight against his hold, but my arms felt like noodles.
"Don't touch me!" I slurred as I weakly struggled against his iron grip.
He chuckled darkly pushed me to the ground. I fell down at the force of the push and twisted on the ground in pain. My vision was growing blurry more from the effect of the drug he slipped into my drink.
"You have the nerve to talk back just because the King said you were his guest?! News flash bitch, you're nothing but a slave, and I'm going to show you just how slaves are treated in the vampire kingdom."
I felt him taking off his clothes and I felt sick to my stomach. Tears blinded my vision as I tried to crawl away from him in a weak pathetic attempt to get away from him.
He grabbed my legs and dragged me back. "No please!" I cried out as tears rolled down my eyes.
He got on top of me, and I felt my traitorous body reacting to his touch, but I know for sure that it's the drug working and it made bile rise in my throat.
"Fuck you smell so good!" I felt his fangs graze the side of my neck and my heart stopped in terror as more tears rolled down my eyes.
Someone please!
Anyone, please save me!
In that moment, I thought about beautiful green eyes and a face as handsome as that of a Greek god.
Domenic!
Domenic, please save me!
As if the universe heard my prayers, Demetrius was yanked off me before he could sink his fangs into my skin.