She smiled, "Take your time."
I calmly said with my heart pounding, "Yes, I will go with you. I'll do whatever you want—be your toy, your amusement, or your bitch, but in return, take me away from here."
My words were degrading, but I knew what I was. I would rather leave here if I could get the chance. The freedom she's offering is so tempting, making my heart beat like I ran a mile.
She smirked. She wrapped her hands in my hair like I was a pet. "Good choice."
Then a sharp voice with disapproval echoes in the room, "No."
Her eyes turned a darker red—the kind of red a predator wears before striking. She turned to my brother and said, "Are you refusing me?"
My brother, Kael walked to me. His body was getting closer by the second which put me on edge. I didn't realize it but my hands clenched painfully on the floor.
Kael glared sharply at me, "My queen, he's nothing but a bastard child, but he's still mine. I apologize but I can't let you take him, but I'm willing to let you have another pet."
The room was filled with silent, sharp, and tension like a storm. Nyra leans against the chair with the kind of ease that only could afford.
"Why? I don't want your other broken pets. I want him."
She smiled. "If you won't let me have him, then I don't mind killing him."
My chest jumped, did she say that she can't have me? She will kill me? What the fuck?
The next second—it was all a blur, her body disappeared from the chair and I was lifted into the air, my lungs feeling like on fire.
I knew with a sharp realization I was being choked.
Nyra's hands locked around my throat like a tight vice, choking and I breathe sharply and I scramble madly to the hands trying to get her off of me.
My brother's panicked voice is in my ear. "Wait, calm down."
Wait, why does he sound worried for me? That can't be, my brother hates me. Heck, he likes to torture me.
"We can make a deal."
He shouts in a panic tone, and the woman behind me, I could feel her body up close. Her breast was sticking to my back, and her lean form was sharp and cold like an icy lake.
She asked with cruel amusement, "Really, what kind of deal?"
She lowers me to the ground which made me feel relief so hard that my legs feel shaky. I kept my hands around her wrist. I knew it was useless fighting against her hands but I was starting to regret my confidence in wanting to leave with her.
She's a monster, just like my brother. Which is worse? I do not know.
I looked at my brother, his face sweaty and he wiped his hands down his pants. He looks different—vulnerable and weaker. "Alright, let's go to my office and we can discuss it."
"Alright." Nyra's voice was tinged with amusement and she pushed me when my brother walked out of the hall. Everybody stared in silence, sitting in chairs with their heads down like they didn't want to be caught.
When we walked into the room, the room was silent if no one was here except for us. I could only focus on the slim cold hand wrapped around the back of my neck.
"Alright. The deal is you can have him."
His eyes turned sharp, wary, and cautious. "But once a month. You must in return make him bleed."
His smile turned sinister like a monster, ruthless and insane. "After all, he's my creation and I have to know he's still obedient.."
I turned to her who was watching him with an arrogant expression if his words weren't insane and outrageous. In exchange for having me, I have to bleed once a month. She has to think the whole thing is crazy…
She smiled, "My pleasure, but don't come and ask for him back."
My heart skipped a beat.
My brother leaned against the chair like a king. His arms leaning across the chair, his head smirking cocked to the side. "Don't be sorry, my brother will be interested."
He smiled. "He doesn't break easily."
She smiled. "That's good, I wouldn't want my pet to be broken on the first day."
She rose to her feet and walked calmly to the table, "Good. Pleasant talking with you."
She turned around and grabbed my arm like I was some kind of prisoner, and I was pulled out of the room. With a last glance, I turned to my brother. My heart ached, as much as I hate my brother, it hurt to know I was nothing more than an object.
His eyes glanced at me like he knew I would suffer. He smiled, like he found joy in my pain. With a brief wave in my direction, the door closed in my face.
The woman who practically owns me, "Stop looking at him. Shouldn't you be happy now that I own you?"
I turned to the woman and with a mocking smile, "You think I should be happy that you brought me like merchandise?"
She smirked like she found amusement in my tone, "Well, everyone is beneath someone. Some people are just stronger than you."
I glared at her. "Even so, all humans should be free."
She smiled, "Well, a good thing you aren't."
She walks up to me, "But don't get any ideas about turning against me."
She tilted her head, "I'll give her a brief warning. If you do, I'll be your worst nightmare."
I nearly rolled my eyes but resisted the urge. She may be a vampire queen but she can't be worse than my brother's cruelty. She smiled like she saw the thought in my mind.
She gently rubbed my chin sending a shiver down my stomach, "How naive, there are many ways to give you pain other than the physical kinds."
Her word is soft and gentle like a budding flower hides a sharp thorn underneath.