Chapter 39

Tiara p.o.v

"I will wait till you will be ready for me princess, I don't want you to feel like I'm taking you for a slut, you're a special being, so I will treat you exceptionally" he whispered and my whole body vibrated with anger.

Who told him I'm not ready?. 

I'm starving, I'm thirsty, my soul needs blood.

"What do you say princess?" he asked with a smile.

I sat sending him a dagger look for his crazy smile.

"What's the problem babe?" he asked.

"Nothing" I replied coldly.

"You don't look like everything is fine, but no problem if you said it's fine I don't want you to get mad" he replied and smiled again.

I hate the fact that he's smiling  I felt like strangling him to death.

"Here, your cloth" he said and stretched his shirt to me.

He even called it my cloth. Ridiculous.

I collected the cloth and sat checking it over and over again, after some minutes of checking it, I wore and sat fumi