Security breach. A vampire was spotted around the outskirts of town.'

Scarlett. She is in danger.

She was the first person I thought about,and Destiny's words kept ringing in my head like a broken record.

She will die. They are in danger. She will die. They are in danger.

It took me less than ten minutes to get to mall. The last place she was...is,and that's if she was still there.

Her car. Her scent. His scent.

He has her.

"I swear I am going to kill him."

Said Dark, through gritted teeth, followed by a low but deep growl.

He must have heard the growl, because he looked in my direction. I slower my steps.

Don't go with your heart,use your head. She has to come out of this alive. You can't afford to lose her.

I kept chanting in my head as I walked closer.

She got out the car,the front seat. We locked eyes. She was scared, shocked and angry?

Why is she angry?

She got in the back seat,right next to him. "Join us, please." He said with a smile. One of his buddies was at the front and I few,about five hiding in the shadows. One wrong move and she was dead. I didn't want to risk it.

I got in the car and sat next to her. She was shaking,her right side was shaking.

"Hello Nick,old buddy."

I swear I am going to kill him,but first I have got to get her to a safe place.

I kept quiet for a bit.

Keep this civil and she will live.

"Steve." I said dryly. The name butter as it came out of my mouth.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!"

She groaned in the head, agitated as hell.

"Sadly,I don't have time to waste,so will you tell her or should I?" A smirk plastered on his nasty face,as he leaned forward. I kept my movements to a minimal. If she wasn't present, I would have killed them all in a splitting second.

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"I'm leaving. She must probably be waiting for me." I said, picking up the past of the paperwork I had scattered on my desk.

"Have you talked to her yet?"

Asked Dylan, earning questioning look from Strider.

"Who are you talking about?..."

Interjected Strider.

"...oh,her. Have you?"

And now they were both looking at me.

"Not yet,but I am going to do it tomorrow. First I wanna fix things." I said, going out the door,l leaving the two to complete the rest. Like sending a rejection letter to King Fort. King of fairies.

It was Vincent's week off. He went to see his mother, somewhere in southeast Asia.

We hadn't talked for almost a week. I was too busy. Too preoccupied with securing her safety. Trying to find out how the hell Steve made it through my patrol and into my territory,and how the fuck he knew about her. About us.

"He was my boyfriend"

Every time, every second that went by,it rang in my head.

"He was my boyfriend.

But I knew she didn't mean to. Her intentions were never to hurt me,but she could have told none the less.

The drive back to the house was short, unexpectedly short and it had to do with her. Her thoughts.

Maybe I should leave.

Why the hell did she want to leave? I still needed her. I wanted her to stay.

I walked in to the sound of smooth jazz playing in the background. The house was in a way,cleaner than always. Something felt different and it was not the fact that in a few hours it would be a new year. It was something else. The air in the house was thicker but in a good way.

And then the smell of burning candles,food and her.

"What's going on?"

I said to myself, softly closing the door and walking in.

Everything was set,I was ready.

I thought I was until I heard the door knob turn.

My heart wanted out. My thoughts went on a rampaged.

What if he wouldn't like it?

I licked the dryness on my lips,thought I had applied lipstick on them,and smoothed out my dress, standing up straight.

I had been learning of the kitchen top looking out for a while,and got lost in thought.

No breathing exercises could calm my heart down,not even the thought that he finally said, 'love' , to me in the morning. And the smooth jazz wasn't really helping.

What the hell was I going to say when he cames around that corner?

It was daunting to think about,but none the less,as daunting as it was,I still had to face him.

"Hey."

My voice was awkward as fuck.

"How was your day?"

I asked, killing the awkwardness. It was the basic of any conversation and his answer was either going to make us or break us.

"Normal and yours?"

Wow,small talk.

We were getting somewhere.

"It was fine but-"

He cut me off.

"What for dinner?" He said looking at me. My heart beat peeked for a few seconds and I felt the muscles in my stomach twist in a certain way.

Me, I thought of saying. Stop it girl. He's not in the mood.

"I wiped up a little something for you..."

I don't mean it that way. God, he's got me wrong. I mentally slapped myself.

How the fuck could something so simple and innocent come out so wrong and not very innocent?

"...I mean I made something to celebrate the new years." I said nervously, biting my lower lip in the process. I felt his gaze move from my were ever it was,to my lips.

He took a deep breath.

I took a shallow breaths,as he lead the way into the dining room, already decorated with food and two empty plates.

"What would you like me to serve you, Sir?"

You. Said a voice in my head.

He smirked. I cleared my throat.

Ok. Breath,and let's try this again.

"What would you like to ear, Mr Wildwood?"

You.

It was that voice again. But the idea itself wasn't so bad. It had been forever since I had him inside me. Forever since I felt I felt his warm breaths running down my spine. Forever since I felt his warm skilled tongue massage my walls.

I sighed.

The dinner was fine. He drew a lot of good comments about my cooking. He even threw in a few teases and then acted like he said nothing.

He would go like, "I would love to eat you right now."

"It'd look better undressed."

I was horny, starving eventhough my stomach was filled with food.

The pleasantries stopped went the desserts came. I didn't make much,just tried ice cream.

"Fuck this..." He said, slamming the table and pushing the chair back, making me jump. "...I want you. Now." He demanded. Voice so authoritative even a fly couldn't help but obey.

With fear and excitement feeling my veins,I sat there. Shocked at what had just unfolded.

Was he being real with me?was he serious about this? I couldn't help but wonder.

That was short lived.

"I want you."

He said with finality, standing and looking me straight in the eyes. I stopped breathing,every muscle in my body had wanted this,him. The pool of wetness between my legs got worse.

I slowly stood up from my chair,eyes still locked on his that seemed to be changing colour. From blue to black,but that I had was not all. They would slightly change to red but then again it could have been my imagination.

Red room! Red room! Red room!

The little voice inside my head chanted.

I felt warm,no I felt hot. The dress,in a way felt like it clung to my body far too tightly. I unzipped it,but with his help.

We walked to the room. My heart rampaged in my chest, wanting out.

I was leading the way,with him closely behind him. Hot breath hitting my ears,one hand firmly on my ass as the other snaked it's way to my wet folds.

"I missed this."

I whispered,one hand above his as the other helt on to him for support.

His hand went inbetween my legs, feeling my wetness,I felt him smile again my skin. I leaned back as my knees gave in.

He rubbed through the thin piece of fabric.

"Aah..."

I moaned into the air.

"You are mine."

He said rubbing a little faster.

"Mmmmh...y-yes. I'm yours."

My breathing frantic.

"Aah..."

I yelped,mouth slightly open from the shock as he pinched my clit.

He turned me around so I was facing him. My eyes met his and his were pitch black like the dark desires that filled my body whenever he was around him.

His eyes shifted to my lips,as I bit them.

"What you do to me."

Voice husky ,he crashed his lips onto mine. The kiss of a man that had waited too long to claim what's his.

He devoured me.

He bit me lower lip, asking for excess into my mouth. I refused. She squeezed my waist and bit my lip again. I yelped. He plunged his sweet tongue into my mouth and we battled for control.

He lifted me and I wrapped my legs around his waist,not breaking the needy kiss.

It was everything about him that I had missed,hot,steamy,hungry and many more things that I couldn't comprehend at that moment. I just got lost it.

"Wait here,like a good girl." He said putting me down. I frowned.

What the..

We were in his room. The red room. I looked around and everything was still pretty much the same as when I first came into the room.

I turned to look behind me, expecting to see the man that had gotten me addicted to sex but he was gone.

'Wait here,like a good girl.'

The words ran inside my head as I took a few steps forward to were he had first told me to kneel.

I kneeled there with my face down and palms facing up,just like I had the contract detailed and waited for my master to return.