Isabel

22. Deep Ends

Isabel;

My head throbbed when I woke up from my disastrous slumber. I barely remembered when we got home. My actions were a blur but I do remember when he threw me over his shoulders. The rest was history.
Did I do something crazy?. My memory wasn't in the right condition so I stumbled out of the bed and walked to the bathroom. I looked like a mess. Like some sort of a maniac.

I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I felt so much better,my mouth didn't taste nasty and my headache was slowly vanishing. I stepped into the shower. My muscles relaxed as the warm shower pelted down on my skin. It felt soothing.

I washed my body and stepped out of the shower. My state was much better than before. The mirror had turned foggy so I went to wipe it so I could get a better look at myself. My brows furrowed. I don't remember getting that.

There was marks around the side of my neck. Like tiger marks. Not the actual tiger marks. It was like someone had grabbed my neck. It didn't hurt so much. Not to the extent where I would practically say the person wanted to kill me. Instead it was a result from an erotic encounter.

I never had a fight with anyone or...

No it couldn't be what I was thinking. Why would Vlad wrap his hands around my neck?. There couldn't be a possibility I provoked him?. I was confused. I wasn't in control of my senses right now. How was I going to remember what happened last night?. It couldn't be that we--

I slapped myself at the thought of it. He wouldn't even do that in the first place.

I needed to remember what happened.

I went back inside my room and I found some clothes on my bed. They looked new. I inspected the clothes and there were overly large comfortable shirts with shorts. I actually needed them because I had no where to go and considering what happened last night, I definitely wasn't going anywhere now. I might as well be under house arrest now.

I got dressed into the large blue one and went downstairs. The aroma of eggs hit my senses ,causing my stomach to grumble. I went to the dinning area and guess who I found there.

The man himself, he was already halfway done and when his eyes met mine, he looked away so fast but not before scanning my outfit. Wasn't that a bit suspicious?.

" Urr..good morning?," I greeter awkwardly. He hummed not answering me. I figured maybe he wasn't in the mood to talk to me after last night. But I didn't do anything wrong?. I was a grown woman and I did what I wanted, considering it was safe for me. Ok, omit the last part I didn't actually think about my safety. The bartender wasn't giving off the bad vibes and I really enjoyed my time with him.

I almost kissed an a hot piece. It was a great achievement.

I took a seat and the maids brought me my food. I had to get used to the serving and being treated like a queen.

I moaned loudly when I took a bite off the toast. I had never tasted such moisten and sweetness in one piece.

"This is nice," I nodded taking another bite. Vlad cleared his throat , loosened his tie, and took a long sip from his coffee. Was he that uncomfortable with my presence?.

I decided to taunt him further.

I dug into the scrambled eggs and God knew how fucking loud I moaned.

" This is insane!," I exclaimed.

" Stop!," He banged his fist on the table. I slightly jumped from the impact. Like who wouldn't I didn't expect that reaction. I was expecting a snarky comment not a bang on the table.

"Hey chill, relax, who ruined your morning sleep?" I leaned back into my chair, and poked my cheek with my tongue. It seemed the action only seemed to anger him more. He shut his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them.

" Stop kidding around,Bella, I'm not in the mood," he said more calmly now.

" What did I do wrong?!," I shrugged nonchalantly.

" Come on tell me," I supported my chin with both elbows on the table. My eyes half hooded as I did so.

"You're such a brat,"

My eyes widened slightly at the words he muttered. Maybe my crazy head was playing tricks.

"What was that?," I questioned.

He dragged the chair back and got back on his feet. His gaze daring. I was loving it. He was daring me.

But for what?.

Could it have something to do with last night?.

" What happened last night?, I barely remember anything after you hanged me on your shoulder?," I rolled my eyes.

He took two steps closer.

" Don't roll your eyes at me,Bella, you wouldn't like the outcome, I told you last night,"

" Except I don't remember last night, not one bit of that warning," I played with my fork. It felt like every single action was making me angrier. Not the kind of angry where you throw things but that erotic anger.

An anger for a partner, one for disrespecting you.

" Enlighten me,"

" It doesn't matter," he walked past me to the door. I smirked he didn't want to let the cat out the bag. I was going to let it out by any means. What I was doing was wrong but I found the most sickest pleasure in it.

" I think I might go back to that bar," he paused , hands neatly tucked in the pockets of his pants.

I was on a cliff and with the slightest push I would slip into a deep end .

" That guy was such a catch, oh what was his name again," I watched his every move. How the muscles on his back contracted underneath his shirt.

"Oh ,I forgot to ask his name, but I definitely remember all his touches, "

He threw his head back.

" His tight grip on my waist, I had never been manhandled like --,"

I didn't get to complete my sentence. Vlad had yanked my hair, his hand resting behind my head and his grip on my neck. It wasn't too tight,neither too lose. Just the perfect grip.

" Could he shut you up like this?," His breath fanned my face. I was stunned. Left speechless.

"What happened last night?," I dragged the words out because I was only concentrating on the pool forming between my legs and the dangerous man Infront of me.

" This happened," my eyes rolled to the back of my head as he kissed me. He was so skilled I couldn't battle his dorminance. He was the epitome of a dorminant and I was enjoying it.

He was my step father.

Well to hell with that now....

He pulled away breathless and walked out on me. He left me right on the verge of wanting me.

Damn you Vlad.

A/n
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