Enchantress [ Twilight OC × OC]

Chapter 7: Elijah & News🔞

Lilith's POV

After dropping Alec off at one of our safe houses, I make my way back home.

We're in so much trouble!

I know, Enchantress. No need to remind me, I'm already scared enough.

You should be, bitch. You got us into this mess in the first place.

Hold up, don't you dare try to put all the blame on me. It was both of our ideas.

Mostly yours.

You know wha-

Shut up!

I immediately close my mouth. There's no point in trying to argue with Enchantress. In the end, she'll win.

I pull into the driveway and just sit there after turning off my car. "You can do this. You're Lilith fucking Swan!" I try to boost my confidence.

And he's Elijah fucking Cullen. A vampire that's older than us.

I scowl at her negativity. This bitch really just wants me to be panicked.I roll my eyes and make my way into the house quietly, trying not to disturb Dad. I place my keys on the rack and head upstairs.

I check up on my Dad before going into my room. I walk in and see no Elijah in sight. I let out a huge breath of air and close my door behind me. "Lilith!" a booming voice, from the dark corner of my room, calls out making me jump.

I turn to see Elijah looking at me with fully colored black eyes. I gulp quietly and take in his attire. His eyes are as black as night, no shirt; to show off his tattoos, and jeans that are unbutton and unzipped, showing off his boxers.

"Hello, Elijah," I greet him, hesitantly. His gaze seems to go even darker than,  which I didn't know was possibly.

"Don't 'hey, Elijah' me. You lied," he practically hissed, getting close to me. I back away, every step he took until I'm stuck between his figure and the wall.

"See, what had happened was. I needed to desperately save my brother, but you wouldn't allow me, so I knocked you out. O-o-out of a good p-p-purpose though. And I like totally need to shut up, but I can't because you're a very intimidating person and also very close to me. Not that I don't want you close to me. And I'm going shut up," I ramble on. I see a smirk come onto his face.

Well played, dumbass!

I so close to shoving my foot up your ass!

That's not possible.

I know! Shut up!

I focus back onto Elijah and see his face expression turn back to a stone one. "Strip," he orders. See, if this was something that he was telling me without any of this drama, I would have disobeyed, but it's not type of situation.

I immediately oblige and strip from my out, not any undergarments on at all. After I finish getting undressed, he grabs me by the arm to pull me closer to him.

My breath hitches from our closeness. "I'm going to make it last until I think you've learnt your lesson," he whispers in my ear. I give him a confused look, but before I could utter a word, he picks me up and throws me onto the middle of the bed.

Oh shit. He straddles my waist, so I can't move. He pulls out handcuffs from his back pocket. My eyes widen. RIP my fucking legs. He handcuffs me to the bed.