Love Darling? || Vampire Voltiaere

25. Let's see what you would do for your "precious darling"

Y/n's pov.:

He just stared at for a moment, processing what he just heard. ,,E- E- Excuse me!?,, he asked in shock.

,,If I asked you to turn me into a vampire, would you do it?,, you ask now realising what you were actually asking.

,,Darling....turning someone is quite the process....I...why?,, you sigh taking your hands from his and lie down.

,,It...was just a thought,, you mumble.

,,Don't lie to me darling. Why asking something like this?,, he asked a bit more serious now.

,,I don't need to tell you everything, you know?,, you go to lie down, but he doesn't let you.

,,Is this about what happened earlier? Are you mad at me for trying to protect you?,, he asked slightly confused.

,,No! I said it was nothing,, you try to shrug him off, but he still doesn't let you.

,,Well it obviously isn't nothing, if you are getting so defensive about it. Darling, I am ordering you to tell me the truth,, his grip on your hands tightened so much that it started to hurt.

You rip your hands from his. ,,Like I said, I was just curious. It was nothing! But now you are ordering me to tell you something that doesn't exist!? I didn't realise that you still considered me your property,, you get off the bed and push pass him. You grab your clothes, not even looking at him.

,,Darling, I-/,, you didn't let him answer and just slammed the bathroom door.

You hear him swear and something crash. You slide down the door, thinking about what just happened. *We never did talk about that* you get ready as slow as possible and even wait to hear if he is still waiting. When you slowly open the door, you see Voltiaere on the bed and asleep. It seemed he had been waiting for you, but fell asleep *Saves me from having to talk to him at least*.

You write a note and put it next to him. Trying to still be mad at him you at least put a blanket over him. You take the plush and walk to the only other person you know. ,,Y/n? Why- Why are you here?,, he asked rubbing his eyes from sleep.

,,Is this technically not part of my room anymore?,, you ask a bit scared that they'll reject you.

,,Of course it is, but don't you sleep in Voltiaere's room,, he asked in a whisper.

,,Let her in Ashton, the entire house doesn't need to know of her indiscretions,, he lets you in and you see Isaia on his bed. ,,Even if you whisper, the walls have ears,, you giggle a bit at his theatrics. ,,So, what brings you to the "luxurious" maid's room compared to the "below average" master bedroom of Voltiaere Phantom,, you were trying to figure out how to explain the situation you didn't even understand.

,,You two had your first fight!,, Ashton gasped.

,,No we didn-,, you tried to explain, but they wouldn't let you.

,,Yes, you did. You two are not just there yet to admit that you're basically a couple,, Ashton started to do a little dance.

You looked over to Isaia who just shook his head. ,,Leave him in his fantasy world. Whatever happened it's none of our business, right Ashton?,, he stops and quickly nods. ,,Now let's all go back to bed. I am sure you would want to wake up at a specific time tomorrow and help us with our chores,, you are grateful that they don't pry anymore and go to bed.

The boys are out like lights in a matter of seconds, but you're not *Will it always be like this. One good moment ruined by many others, basically my entire life*.

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Voltiaere's pov.:

You wake up the same way you did for many millennia. You definitely did not miss it as much as you originally thought. You look around to see the bathroom door open, but Y/n nowhere in sight.

Went to my room. Will do my chores throughout the day and maybe even help the Elves.

- Y/n

*Guess this will have to do for now* you get showered and changed.

,,Volt? You in here?,, you walk out of the closet to see Brandon. ,,Where's the cotton flower?,, you point at the bed side table where the cotton flower, now wilted, lies. ,,Not that one. I mean miss flower girl, Y/n,, he smiles menacingly.

,,You know, don't you?,, he nods his head and you are already wanting this night to end. ,,Your bound should be gone by now, stop staying in her head,, you ask annoyed at his further intrusion.

,,Now where would the fun be in that,, you wanted to punch him, but you still couldn't with your ribs. ,,So, I cancelled all your meetings today and Vector isn't in the house,, he says happily.

,,You are not to lay a single finger on them, they are mine to torture,, he raises his hands in defence.

,,They're all yours. Also, I think it'd be more fun to watch you get angry, than put in the work myself,, you just walk out and head downstairs.

,,Is she still angry me?,, you ask in the Elevator.

,,Honestly, even I can't figure out her feelings and if that's the case, I don't think she can either,, the door opens before you could say anything.

You both walk through the dark hallway to the most secure cell. Brandon grabs an Iron bar and bangs it against the bars of the cell ,,Wakey wakey~ It's torture time~,,.

They kept their heads down as the doors were opened. ,,I hope you don't stay this silent the entire time, we do still need some information from you,, you pull up your sleeves and tie your hair back as one of the servants brings you the tools. The father started mumbling religious verses and you two just burst out laughing.

,,Well I be dammed, a witch wanting help from a God,, Brandon walked up to them, but still kept a distance. ,,No God will help your sinful ways, witch,, he laughs at the father's fear.

,,Enough! You will never know who are dealer was! Do what you want, we will only return the favour when the time comes,, she lets out a little laugh as she smiles at your brother.

He turns to you and you signal him to move as you put on your gloves. ,,You know, the art of torture is vast and wonderful. It doesn't even have to be any kind of pain, it can be discomfort at the brink of pain. It shows me how weak you are, but I have to do it just right,, you turn to them with a butcher knife. ,,Although, even if I mess up, as long as I don't kill you before I get what I want,, you pull the mask over your mouth.

You were about to start when clacking of heels stopped you in your tracks. You look over at the sudden appearance ,,Oh, don't stop on my account. I just wanted to see you boys work together a bit,,.

Your mother was never one to watch torturing, but you and Brandon were that much of strangers to each other that she'd even want to see a gram of you two doing something together. You were about to start again when the witch stopped you, which even pissed Brandon off. ,,Oh, for heaven's sake! What now!?,, he asked impatiently wanting the torture to start.

,,Do you really want to do that?,, you look at Brandon and turn back to them nodding. ,,What about that wrench of a child we have?,, you slid the knife against her skin, because of the insult and she screams in pain.

After she was done she started laughing. ,,What about her?,, Brandon asked.

,,She is bound to us by blood,, both your and Brandon's eyes go wide.

,,You're lying!,, she shakes her head.

,,Be my guest to test it out,, she turns to face you. ,,Let's see what you would do for your "precious darling",,.