REX
"Do you even know what you are signing up for?" He whispered, his breath warm on my naked shoulder. I resisted the urge to shiver, to let him know how scared I was, even though I knew he could smell it. He was, after all, a bloody bloodsucker.
"Oh, I love it when you curse me in your mind, thinking I don't hear them, Mein Schatz."
I whipped my head back to look at him, narrowing my eyes. "Why didn't you bloody tell me you can hear thoughts?" I growled.
He chuckled instead of looking guilty. Reaching out to me, he tucked some strands of hair behind my ear and leaned down. "You didn't ask, Il mio tesoro."
"Don't call me that," I gritted out. "I hate it when you speak words I didn't understand."
"Oh, you don't have to worry." He twirled some strands of my hair around his index finger. "Now, are you ready to sign it?" He gestured to the contract on his desk, with the pen waiting for me to write my signature on it.
I gulped and inhaled before I nodded. I had already made up my mind from the moment he brought me back. I had nothing to lose and so much more to gain from this. I had already lost everything. Losing my virginity after I lost my innocence wasn't a big deal.
It was just a year, after all. A year of being his pet, being the perfect toy for him to play with whenever he wished. It couldn't be that bad.
"Oh, don't bank on that, mon amour."
I looked at him sharply, hating him for reading my mind and not having any come back for that. Well, I'll have to endure for a year, after that, I'll be on my merry way, away from this bloodsucker.
"Oh, you are going nowhere, Mamacita. You are stuck with me." He grinned, showing off his fangs. A part of him that scares me more than anything else he has ever done.
"We have an agreement, right?"
"Of course. I'll never lie to you, Dolcezza."
"Don't call me that." It was one thing to be stuck with a damned vampire for a year and another for him to know every damned language, always calling me names I couldn't translate. I bet he's insulting me with a smile on his face, while acting like he wasn't guilty.
"I'm innocent, Mein Schatz."
I bit back a retort. It seemed the more I cursed at him, the more he made it impossible for me to keep my cool. I had to fight that urge.
He smiled and drew a step back. "Now, I will leave you to sign it." He walked around the table, each step taken with precision, like he had all the time in the entire world. Nyxion Vaspertilio Valois was in every way a royalty. The way he carried himself each time he stepped into the room was something not everyone could pull off.
When he looked at me, those red orbs always seemed to pin me in place, holding me captive, even when I wanted to break free from it.
He was a handsome man. With long curly black hair, which was as dark as the night, and red lips I always suspected were coloured by blood and high cheekbones, he could pass for the most handsome man in the entire country.
His flaw?
He's a damned bloodsucker.
"That's a compliment, mi tesoro. Grazie."
My cheeks burned in embarrassment when I realised he had read my thoughts and knew I thought he was handsome.
"No, you don't. You know." He grinned.
"Fuck you!" Gritting out, I reached for the pen and scribbled my name on this space he had left for me, sealing my fate for a year. Well, a year if I don't end up pregnant. Two, if I actually give him an heir. The reward for that one was much.
Nyxion reached for the contract. He leafed through it and nodded. "Now, it's sealed. You are mine for the entire year, mi Corazón."
"Don't call me that."
"Why not?"
A blink of the eye was all it took for him to get to my side. I knew he was fast, and I had witnessed it when I tried to run after getting caught by his men, but I wasn't used to it. My heart still skipped when I felt the whip of the air on my face and his hands on my shoulders.
Shutting my eyes, I gulped as he leaned down to whisper. "I am entitled to call you anything I want to, Cupcake."
"You —"
"I will keep my word to you. A year of your time for revenge on all those who hurt you. Two, if you ever become pregnant, which I'm not that confident about. I will give you whatever you want if you give me an heir. You have my word. Vampires don't lie…"
Nyxion found me on a cliff, ready to haul myself to my death. A few minutes before that, I was just a happy woman, about to marry the love of my life, only for everything to come crashing down at the event, when it was revealed that all along, he had been playing me.
Kevin, my fiancé was gay. I assumed he never touched me because he respected me, and felt like I was the luckiest woman in the entire world until I stumbled on my fiancé taking it from behind, unashamedly asking for more. From my step-brother, nonetheless.
That scene dashed my heart into innumerable pieces, made me feel like my world was crashing; however, it was just the start.
Kevin broke up with me when I confronted him, and my family turned out to be in cahoots with him. As if it couldn't get any worse, my stocks crashed, and I lost a million-dollar investment.
Within an hour, I lost every damned thing, and even my hope in this world. Throwing myself off the cliff was my last resort, and I would have taken it if Nyxion hadn't shown up.
"Don't worry, Mon bebe. I will give you the justice you deserve," he whispered, too close for my liking.
The irony of life. When everything went haywire, the only one who could save me was a bloodsucker.
Any sane person would have chosen death after realising the one who saved me wasn't human. I couldn't. His promises were too mouthwatering to let go.