RALIA
In the end, it took Cheyenne an extra thirty minutes to get me ready, maybe that was because I had already stained my face with tears, and my eyes were a bit puffy. She took off the pins that held my hair, and ran a brush through it, so that my dark tresses fell around my shoulders, and if I could just stay still, my hair covered at least a considerable amount of my cleavage that was exposed by the dress.
My heart thudded against my chest as I finally stepped downstairs. James was waiting at the foot of the stairs smiling pleasantly, and if I did not know better, I would have said he was happy to see me.
“Welcome Bella. Please make yourself feel comfortable.”
Confused, I nodded as he turned around and disappeared among the many guests.
This party was unlike anyone I had ever known. There were several other women as scantily dressed as I was, they all had elaborate make up, and they were smiling at gentlemeàn in a coy manner that made me blush.
The air felt thick, like there was something invite, something that made my head sway and my senses swim. I pushed forward into the room, heading for the window – all I needed was a little fresh air.
I felt a hand curl against my upper arm, twirling me around gently, and yet powerfully, so that I was standing face to face with the most handsome man I had ever seen.
For the second time, my heart caught in my chest, so that I was afraid I was going to have a heart attack there and then, but miraculously, I kept on breathing.
He was even more handsome than all my imaginations and Cheyenne’s combined. Tall, so that I had to tilt my head to be able to meet his piercing gray eyes, his well chiseled face had a sprinkle of a shadow that could not be classified as beard, and yet he wasn’t clean shaven. His hair was jet black, and it topple over his face in something that appeared but neat and in disarray. His hair looked untamed, and as my eyes travelled through his lean but perfectly muscled body, I realized, so did he. His ruthless lips curved into a sly smile, transforming them immediately from dangerously ruthless, to dangerously handsome, and his gaze dropped to the tips of my hair, just were it brushed against my cleavage.
“I don’t normally take my payment from the flesh of women, but only a fool would pass up an offer like this.” He said, and his voice was low when he spoke, a deep murmur, confusing me the more, hypnotizing me. I could not understand what he was talking about.
I suddenly felt faint, and I think I would have dropped down right where I stood if I did not reach out my hand and hold on to him.
My hand acted as if on its own volition, and I watched somewhat in amazement as it curled around the lapels of his coat. My lips parted to draw in more air.
He smiled again, and each time he did, something twisted inside of me. “It seems you are as eager as I am mon Amie. Let’s takes this to a private to a private room, shall we?”
He led me into a bedroom I had not known existed in my own house, but then that was not surprising, considering that I was hardly ever allowed out of my tower chamber. It was on the tip of my tongue to ask this mysterious handsome stranger who he was, and what he wanted with me, but I felt powerless, as if I was under a spell.
He shut the door behind us, and lowered his head to mine, his lips brushing against mine, teasing them in the most exquisite way, then he made the kiss even more intimate.
I gasped and pushed my self away from him roughly. Even though my senses were not acting as they should, I still knew I was not supposed to be kissing this man, not as intimately as he was kissing me. There was something ultimately forbidden about the act, and I could feel my cheeks heat up in guilt at the pleasure I drew from his lips.
I must have looked like an idiot, staring up at him the way I was, with my hair in disarray and my eyes staring up at him in accusation, because he became impatient, and I think, angry.
“Now I don’t know whatever you have been told, but I like my whores acting like what they are, whores!. There’s no need to pretend to be innocent and have us waste all that time, I hate such games.”
He was confusing me again, what did he mean by ‘his whores.’ I had heard that term only once when I was fourteen and crept downstairs to listen to the servants gossip. I got a scolding from my sisters, and no one, not even Cheyenne agreed to tell me what that word meant, but from the way the tall handsome stranger said it, a whore was something bad, something lower than even a slave, and at the moment, it seemed to please him that I was his whore.
I had seen a flash of his anger before, but I did not know what he was going to do to me if I refused to be his whore. For the first time, I missed the familiar cruelty of my sisters, and the safety of my tower room.
I noticed he was waiting for some kind of response from me, so I nodded, and this time when he drew myself to him, I did not push away, I knew he would not want me to do that, that might get him angry.
RALIAHis lips were a bit rougher against my own now, maybe as a punishment, maybe it was simply because he was angry, but it did not still fail to draw a moan from deep within my belly. I felt ashamed by the noises I was making, but he seemed to like them, because he became more gentle as he drew me to the bed beneath him, and the hands that wondered all over my body, touching me intimately did not hurt me, instead they brought me a kind of pleasure that was akin to pain.I felt shame and embarrassment wash over me, and I closed my eyes to hide from his face. His hands suddenly went still, and he swore angrily under his breath.My entire body tensed up because I thought he was finally going to hit me, maybe I had done something to make him angry again. My sister’s had never hit me before, but I knew it was only a matter of time before someone did.“Open your eyes.” He commanded, and even though I did not want to, I could not disobey the commanding tone of his voice.My eyes opened gr
RALIAI was confined to my room after that, and not even Cheyenne was allowed to see me. I spent the first few hours in fear of what would happen, if my family would listen to the Alpha, Lord Lesley, and spare me, or if they would go ahead and have me flogged. I could already figure out what had happened. James had set me up to cause misfortune for one of my sisters, or my other brother. I was so tired of my family using me as a mere pawn in their childish games of jealousy. I heard Helena was set to marry a Count, and this was no small feat because Helena is now considered to be quite old and still unmarried, plus a Count is quite powerful. I learnt James sent me down dressed like a whore so that Alpha Lesley would defile me, and then Helena’s luck would be spoiled. A tear slipped down my cheek and I did not bother to wipe it. The makeup Cheyenne put on my face was probably spoiled by now. I just wondered why my family could not blame James instead for what had happened,
RALIA Unable to understand anything, I watched as he pulled away from me feeling a little bit of regret. Surprising to me, I longed for the warmness of his embrace, the feel of his strong arms around me and his warm breaths caressing my bare skin.He probably has charmed me with his handsomeness because I don't understand this thingy feeling in my stomach. We finally got to his house and he led me to a room."This will be your room from now on"he said coldly with that lovely deep voice that makes my heart flutter."Someone would come to help you get comfortable". I watched as he leaves without sparing me another glance.I looked around the room, it looks quite comfortable. And somehow it doesn't feel like a cage- just like my former room.I looked through the window, it has a nice view. I could spend all day watching the city from up here. I moved and sat on the bed, it feels comfortable. But something's missing, I might never get to see Cheyenne again; I'm really going to
I watched her face in the mirror as she brushed my hair quietly. RALIA She looks nothing like Cheyenne, I know she can't pass as a replacement for her.At that moment, I longed for Cheyenne, I longed for the fun moments we had together when talk about our fantasies. I longed for the days she brings cards to my room, I miss being defeated by her, I miss her cheating me in the card games. I snapped back to reality when I felt a light tap on my shoulder. "We are done mam" she said formally."Let's head downstairs for breakfast".I nodded and followed her downstairs.LESLEYI sat impatiently on the dinning table wondering what could be taking so long.Is she that hard to dress up?A few minutes passed before I heard gentle footsteps on the staircase. My jaw drooped when I looked up.I had always known she's beautiful right from the first time I set my eyes on her but right now, her beauty is undiscribable. She looked like a water goddess whose sole aim is seduction, like a morn
RALIAHe quickly stood up with a disappointed look plastered all over his face causing me to immediately regret my actions. I don't know why, maybe it’s because I love him but I always feel like pleasing handsome man in front of me, I always want to do only the things that would make him happy with me. But he isn't looking particularly happy right now. "Go to sleep" he said with his hoarse voice before I could figure out what to do to make things right..“get dressed in the morning I’ll show you to the garden”.I felt a pang of pain in my heart the moment he shut the door behind him. “I didn’t mean to react that way, I was just taking aback because he was touching me so intimately. I must have annoyed him with my action, I must find a way to make things right tomorrow”.I couldn’t get any sleep the whole night because I was lost in thought, thinking of a way to make things right.It was dawn already, I got up early so I can dress up to impress him.I was scouting through my ward
RALIA It was already dawn by the time I woke up, we had just gotten to the house. He lifted me up and made for the entrance. I offered to walk on my own but he would have none of it, he insisted on carrying me till we got to my room. All this while I couldn’t get my eyes off his face, my eyes kept searching his handsome face with arms wrapped around his neck. He placed me gently on the bed and tried to get up but I won’t let go of his neck. He planted a soft kiss on my lips, the kiss gets deeper and more intimate by the second. A moan escaped my lips before I could stop myself. I was starting to get lost in the moment when he suddenly pulled away. He gently unwrapped my arms from his neck and stood up. “get some sleep, you must be tired” he said before walking out and shutting the door. I felt a little bit disappointed, I wanted him to stay. I wanted to get to spend more time with him. I wondered what I could do in order to make him spend more time with me. LESLEY I walked in
RALIAWe finally got to a destination, and he stopped. The whole place looked void of people, more like a desert.“where is this place?” I asked him“you would find out very soon” he answered.He seemed to be searching for something with his palm on the ground.He eventually got to a point and stopped. I watched his claws grow and his eyes turned red then suddenly there was a vibration under the ground like a small earthquake.And then a mighty tower building which I could swear wasn’t there emanated from the ground causing the whole environment to shake, the area which seemed deserted now looked like a small city.I opened my mouth and watched in awe.He held my hand and led me inside. The inside of the building is something indescribable, though it looked like an abandoned building, it cannot also be written off completely because it looked like something that was once a beautiful mansion.It looked big and magnificient, almost like a palace“wait for me here” he said and walked int
RALIAThat night I had a bad dream. I saw a little boy being tied up and tortured by a group of werewolves.He cried and pleaded for mercy but they wouldn’t listen, they continued torturing him ruthlessly.They used hot metals to burn his skin after tearing his flesh with their claws.I felt so much pity for the young lad, wishing I could take away his pain.That little boy who was tied up and being tortured, letting out agonizing screams which fell on deaf ears is Lesley.I jerked up from my sleep with tears running down my cheeks. So Lesley went through all of these, no wonder he was always so cold.I decided from then that I would make sure he doesn’t feel any more pain, I would love him with all of my heart until when he learns to love me back.It doesn’t matter that he doesn’t love me now, I must surely find a way to make him love me.Then I remembered everything we shared last night, I stretched my arms to the other side of the bed hoping to hold him, but it seemed like he alrea