I wondered how much we were going to make if we opened a thrift store here. I ran my fingers through his clothes and brought his shirt close to my nose to smell it. I always found his Cologne intoxicating. I saw where he put my things, and I arranged them to taste. I hung up the remaining clothes and sat down to relax a bit before Mace arrived. I searched for Grace on social media and luckily got a hold of her. We chatted for a while before she told me she was actually in New York.I nearly screamed my head off, and I quickly asked her what she was doing in New York. She told me that she lost her grandmother a few months ago, and since nothing was holding her back in Boston, she decided to move to New York.I felt really bad hearing she lost her grandma, who is the only family she has left. We immediately fixed a date to meet up for lunch later tomorrow afternoon at a cafe, and I was kind of glad that everything seemed to be falling into place.It was a sunny afternoon, and I was hurr
I braced myself and opened the door. I nearly jumped out of my skin, looking into the bathroom with eyes wide open and in utter surprise. The urn fell off my hand, crashing to the floor in many pieces. His blue eyes were staring right at me. I was more confused than ever, not knowing what to do. I didn't know what scared me more, the gun pointed at me or the bloody bathroom and staring right back at me. My heart was racing so fast, and I stood transfixed."Amorino, it's you," he faintly said as he lowered the gun. I heard him turn on the safety switch and drop it beside him. His groan brought me back, and I ran into the bathroom, not minding the broken pieces of the urn scattered on the floor or the gun beside him. I was a bit confused about what happened and how the deep cut came about. The floor was littered with bloody paper towels and spills of blood. Mace was sitting down, backing the mirror, to get a good look at the wound. With his shirts off, he was baring his muscled body for
I woke up to the beeping of my phone. I turned my head from one side to another while blocking my ears with my hands, but the beeping wouldn't stop. I removed my hands from my ears and placed my hand on the other side of the bed, but it was empty. I jerked my head off the pillow and looked to the other side of the bed. I scanned the room; he wasn't anywhere in the room. I sat up on the bed, supporting myself with my elbow. I got up from the bed hastily, but the pain I felt advised me to apply caution next time.I limped to the bathroom, but he was still nowhere to be found. I was about to open the door to step outside the room when a white piece of paper that was carefully placed on the bedside table, with a caption read me, caught my attention. I limped back and took the paper to read."Amorino, I told Stella to make your favorite; I will be back before you know it." I was all smiles after reading the note but was soon overtaken with worry when I remembered his wound. I wondered how
He gripped my hands and pulled me into bed."You are drunk" he whispered "Now sleep".I made to grab him again. but he gripped both of my arms and turned me to face him, and that's how we slept off. I woke up the next day, and it was as though a parade was going on in my head; my head was pounding so hard, I could swear someone set a disco stereo on my head."So this is what they call a hangover," I said to myself. I was holding my head with both hands. I sat down, adjusting to the edge of the bed while trying to hide from the sunlight."This is what being a vampire is all about," I asked myself. I remembered the show Grace and I had put up yesterday, and I wondered if Grace was fine. This was the first time we drank together. Even though it seemed like my head was going to fall off, I still didn't regret drinking with her.I was smiling over our drama yesterday when I remembered her one-night stand with Ray. I instantly felt the urge to check up on her, so I fumbled on the bedside ta
I could read the expression on his face, but I tried not to read too much meaning into it. I knew it wasn't entirely going to be easy, but fingers crossed."We can do it." He turned and took a good look at Ray, then Grace. I know he must be very confused, wondering what is going on and what the occasion is. He smiled at Grace and quickly rushed to her."Mr. Hoult," Grace called him as they hugged tightly. This is the first time they have seen each other after the incident, I guess."You are putting on some weight, Mr. Hoult," Grace teased Dad, and then they both laughed. Mace and Ray went to sit on the couch, and I went to meet Grace and Dad, hugging them both. This has always been my dream to be with the two most important people in my life, but I felt so ecstatic when I knew that I have two families now and a man who cares for me. Dad asked Grace and me to settle down with him at the dining table. He asked Grace about her grandmother but was a bit sad when he heard that she was no m
Mace POVI didn't know what to say to her after watching today's drama. I just wanted nothing but to hold her tight, but I didn't know what her reaction would be. The last thing I want right now is to lose Tilda, even though I wouldn't blame her if she chose her father over me. I sneaked in late at night when I was sure she would be asleep, took a shower, and lay down beside her. She looked sexy in her nightie, but I cautioned myself against touching her. I turned to the other side of the bed and slept off.A soft hand trailing down my body woke me up. I was still trying to get used to my environment when a hand pulled my briefs down and something cold enclosed around my shaft.Bloody hell, I opened my eyes immediately.Tilda looked like an angel, the kind that leads men astray; her beautiful black hair was disheveled, and she was staring right at me with her beautiful grey eyes.She smiled and winked at me, which was sexy as hell; she sure knew how t
Mace POV"I love you more, she said, ending the call".I smiled. I felt fulfilled just hearing her voice. My girl was out with my mom, shopping. I immediately agreed to the idea when my mom suggested she take Tilda out because tonight I was going to propose to her. I know we are married and all that, but I didn't give her the proper proposal she deserved. I just threatened the shit out of her and forced her hand, so I was going to do things the right way now.I am going to propose to her properly, and when her father consents, he will walk her down the aisle like the princess she was.The saleswoman showed me yet another hideous ring, but I shook my head. I want only the best for my Inamorata. I decided to look through some of the designs they have and finally spotted the one I wanted. It was a beautiful gold ring with tiny diamonds around it; it was exquisite, just like my Tilda. I inspected the ring one more time to make sure it was perfect, nodded, a
Mace's PovWhen I got home, her things were still there, but she wasn't. I immediately stepped outside to ask her guards, but the guards said she hadn't come home. I grabbed Leo by the neck and punched him a few times in the face, asking him why on earth he would leave her all alone.He kept on giving pathetic excuses, but I wasn't in the mood to listen to his gibberish. I was so nervous and scared that something might have happened to her. I paced my room a couple of times and then decided to call her best friend. It rang a couple of times, but she didn't answer. I made Ray call Grace and report to me if she had seen Tilda. I grabbed a bottle of whiskey from the liquor cabinet, poured some out into a glass, and poured it in at once.I was growing impatient as I waited for Ray's call. A few minutes later, my phone rang, and I picked it up immediately. I sighed in relief when he told me Tilda was with grace. He tried to get me to change my mind and not