DEVIOUS LOVE

Chapter 21 - I'm Tired

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Jennie was befuddled. She gawked at Lisa's absurd words. What did she mean by that? "Towards the end of the room, in one of the corners, there's a double-door. I saw my Aunt go t-through there..."

"I know this castle inside and out. There are only an exit and an entrance to the ballroom."

None of this was making sense to Jennie. Things were getting more confusing by the minute. First, it was Aunt Eleanor denying the existence of the dance, and now, there was the theory of disappearing doors. Was anything in this castle normal?

"I can show you where it is," Jennie eagerly said. She pulled away from Lisa. For once, it was with ease, for she was not holding her as tightly.

Jennie pointed towards the place they came from. "I'm not a liar, Lisa."

Lisa raised a brow. Did she want to lead her? No one dared to walk ahead of Lisa. It was dangerous having their backs' exposed to the likes of her.

"I never said you were, darling."

"Y-you implied it by not believing me like Aunt Eleanor when I said I was dancing w-with you and—"

"It's because of the haze."

Jennie paused. "Haze? What haze?"

Lisa smiled. "I can warp perspectives. Only my kind saw our dance."

"Your kind...?" Jennie repeated, feeling as if she had forgotten something else to say.

"Yes, Vampires," Lisa explained. She was amused by her confusion. Lisa didn't need humans meddling in her business with Jennie, especially when one of them posed a threat to take her from her. She needed to show her peers exactly who she belonged to.

"Oh..." Jennie trailed off, not knowing what else to say. "Then, that hallway... What shall I make of it?"

Lisa would have to investigate. If there was an issue of disappearing doors located near the ballroom, it would be dangerous. There was only one person in this entire castle that possessed this ability. Though, it had been a while since she left her magician tower and wreaked havoc on the land.

Lisa would need to go alone.

Jennie was too fragile. Her heart was timid, and she was not suitable for too long of a climb up the tower. Her stamina was not the best, but she'd fix that soon... with her own little ways.

"I'll look over the ballroom later," Lisa stated. She grabbed both of Jennie's wrists and leered her towards her.

"Now, come, my Jennie," she beckoned. "You will feel much better with me."

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Jennie didn't know why she had trusted Lisa. When she took her hands and walked directly beside her, she had naively placed her faith in Lisa. How could she not? Her treatment toward her, cold and hot, made her yearn for the heat. It was not a healthy habit, but she was always a people pleaser. Though, with the years, she caused more disappointment than satisfaction.

"Where are you taking me?" Jennie mumbled.

They turned a corner, revealing a darker hallway than usual. She peered over her shoulders, realizing there were more chandeliers and light fixtures behind her. Was there a specific reason that this hallway was also dark?

There was lighting here as well, but not as much. It felt like she was a thief sneaking down a hallway, especially with how light her footsteps were.

"To my room."

Jennie froze. Even when Lisa tugged her hand, pulling her forward, she refused to walk. She dug her heels into the ground, and tried to retract her hand. She could never escape from Lisa. She overpowered her in every way. Lisa domineering presence was not just for show.

"I-I don't want to sell my body for freedom," she shakily said. " Lisa, that night was a mistake. I was l-lonely and I-I let you have a taste; it was my fault. Please—"

"Where did you learn to have such naughty thoughts? "Lisa said out in a slow, lazy voice.

Jennie refused to blush. She stood her ground, even when Lisa turned her broad shoulders towards her. Lisa stalked towards her, as a predator would to their prey. She unknowingly began to walk backward, hoping to create a distance between them.

Eventually, her back thudded upon the wall. Lisa slammed a hand beside her head, leaning down towards her. She shrank into the cold wall. Lisa's gaze was burning hot.

"L- Lisa —"

"Is it from the romance books you hide in your lower shelf?"

She gulped.

Lisa held up a finger, her eyes promising things she could never fathom. "Oh, I know!"

Her breath was caught in her throat, her heart racing with fear.

"It must be the dirty erotic on your lowest shelf, and the ones underneath your bed."

She was left speechless. Lisa curled the finger under her chin, lightly tilting it up for Lisa. She had nowhere to look, but fall deep into her velvet red eyes. A pool of warmth flooded her lower stomach. Lisa eyed her with great hunger that could only be satisfied from her searing touches.

Lisa breath gently fanned the tip of her lips. Lisa smelled like mint and sweet wine she dared to not have.

"Such a naughty, naughty girl you are, my darling..."

Lisa's lips twisted into a conniving smirk. She had her exactly where she wanted. Lisa was only touching her chin, and she was a trembling mess underneath her. All of this felt familiar to that night, when the rain poured down, but did not muffle her sweet pleas and greedy moans.

"What shall I do with you?"

Jennie shakily looked away. How... how did Lisa know this much about her? Was her eyesight so good that she read the titles on her bookshelf? But that was impossible. She always turned the book over, so that the pages were revealed, instead of the titled spine.

"I-I just—"

"—dreams of a man doing the same thing to you?"

Jennie rapidly shook her head. "I came for the plot!"

"Are you sure you didn't come from it instead?"

Jennie 's lips parted. "D-don't be so promiscuous."

Lisa 's smirk deepened. "I'm not the one hiding naughty things in my bedroom."

Jennie 's stomach fluttered. She felt a strange pulse underneath her stomach. Her lashes lowered onto the ground, unable to meet her hot and burning eyes. She was standing so close to her now. She could smell the pinecones of her body wash and practically taste which year of wine she consumed.

"They're not exactly hidden if it's in plain sight," Jennie managed to say.

Lisa let out a burst of daunting laughter that tickled her spine. She shivered, her reaction testing her restraints. He had only touched her chin, and she was already putty in her hands.

"Then why are a few under your bed and the others on the lowest shelf, with their spine hidden?"

Jennie was speechless. "C-can't you spare me some mercy for tonight with your teasing," she whispered. "I'm tired."

"Darling, the night is too young for you to say you're tired. We've yet to do much..."