Tealsville Seas

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Naomi Jones

I was slowly starting to hate who I became when I was around Valen Smith.

I lacked self control and was insanely impulsive.

This was new for me, I'd never been that way before. Usually I was sure of myself and thought things through before going with it.

I needed to get my shit together if I wanted to get out of here.

He'd walked out of the room to retrieve my phone a few minutes ago, leaving me to stare at my half empty plate in discontent.

The meal was delicious, I just wished I could have enjoyed it in complete silence.

Instead I had to hear about how a very tall, and alarmingly handsome man wanted me to stay here in this place. Had to hear about how horny he'll get and how much pain he'll be in if I leave.

How he wanted me to be his queen, his Luna, and undoubtedly the mother of his future fucking kids.

What the hell was a 'Luna' anyway?

I took a sip of my water hoping it would help clear my mind.

It didn't.

This was all too much.

I had a plan before, it wasn't full proof, but I had one nonetheless.

The plan was to lead him on, get to know him, act as if I didn't have an issue being here, and sway him into letting me go.

Then I fucked up by putting the man on his knees.

And then he fucked up by pouncing on me.

After that, I fucked up again by enjoying both instances.

The clatter of the fork hitting my plate sounded throughout the otherwise silent room.

My appetite was ruined and my head was pounding.

There was too much to think about, I needed space.

I stood up from the soft and fancy looking chair, taking in my surroundings for once.

The dining room was bigger than my bedroom back at home, that's for sure.

The table we'd just been sitting at together was white and marble with gold flakes. Even the chairs were gold plated and maroon padded.

The ceiling was high and a chandelier hung from it elegantly. The maroon carpet was thick and seemingly perfect, not a spot of wine or food in sight.

There were two doors on one side of the room, behind them was what I could only assume was the kitchen.

The other side had one big arch in the middle, leading to who knows where, the place was gigantic.

Standing in the middle of the room, I realized that I never even stopped to think about the fact that I was in a literal castle.

Come to think of it, things that I should have been in awe of before, didn't make me bat an eye.

For instance, Valen's eyes changing color, me being in a castle, the fact that a man can be in 'heat', magical creatures -supposedly- actually existing..

Sure I've thought about those things, but I never stopped to pick any of them apart, I'd just been going with the flow and dealing with what I've been handed.

Maybe a part of me still didn't believe any of the things I'd seen or heard.

Maybe I believed all of it and it was starting to scare me.