The Same Star. (Ian Somerhalder vampire story)

Chapter Twenty Three.

October's Point Of View:

The morning went by smoothly. Hudson didn't come in and bother me with all his mysterious riddles and clues.

A young girl around the age of 16 came into my room with some clothes and breakfast. I thanked her kindly, but she didn't reply; she just nodded her head and left quietly.

I hungrily shovelled my French toast and bacon into my mouth, moaning at the delicious taste of it all. Once done eating I take a big gulp of the freshly squeezed orange juice, and make my way to the bathroom.

The image of Hudson going through all this track trouble for me, made me giggle but also made my heart swell with emotion.

You have to choose soon.

My heart and mind chimed together, reminding me.

I frown at the thought, not sure who I should choose. Though, both of their explanations Hudson told me I would hear would help me with my choice.

I sigh shrugging out of my now dirty, baby blue silk teddy. I place the fresh clothing I received on the countertop next to the big fluffy beige towel. Once fully naked, I turn the shower to the hottest temperature my skin could handle and step into the cascading warmth.

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After about 45 glorious minutes of being in the shower I reluctantly step out of it. But when I step out I bump into a rock like wall and almost fall back though the shower, until a firm pair of hands grasp my curvy hips and pulls me to them. My cheeks instantly light aflame as I peer up through my thick black lashes and see Hudson. His face looks like he's battling some inner beast as his eyes turn from his normal colour to a raven black.

I bite my lower lip and stare back at him. My core throbbing at the close proximity of us, and my very vulnerable state. Just as I was about to take my eyes away from his, he leans down and roughly pushes his pink, plump lips onto mine. I groan at the force, this only allows him to slide his tongue in with ease.

We begin to fight for dominance with our tongues, Hudson winning the battle. He circlet shoves me back, so my backside was pressed against the cool glass shower door. My moans betraying my better judgement as he thrusts his hips into me, his stiff manhood pressing against my moist core.

His hands gently massaged up and down my naked body, every sense in my body being clouded by Hudson's careful and adoring touches.

Just as things were getting even more heated, there was an abrupt knock on the bathroom door. A feral growl of frustration vibrated throughout Hudson as he tensed,

"What is it?" He snapped, whipping his head toward the door.

"They're here, Son." A man on the other side replied coolly.

Hudson automatically let go of me, unwrapping his body from mine and placing me on the ground reluctantly.

"Go get ready. I will be back to collect you in 45 minutes." He says quite distantly.

I nod my head and lower my eyes to the ground, my heated state making me feel quite self conscious.

He left without another word, not even looking back at me. I couldn't help but feel the sadness he felt, and I knew exactly who was here; I could already sense him.

I searched the drawers and cupboards for a blow dryer; thankfully finding one. I quickly dry my hair, leaving it alone and letting it fall in soft waves.

I grab the light pink cotton panties the girl from earlier brought me, and slide them on; putting my matching coloured lace push-up bra on. Finally, I grab the white spaghetti strapped sundress and pull it onto my body.

After dressing I heard a light tap at the door, I walk over and notice it's the same girl from earlier. This time she had a pair of beige heels and a small makeup bag.

I gave her a thankful smile,

"Thank you so much." I said gratefully.

She gives me a shy nod and smile,

"You're welcome, Princess." She replies quietly before dashing off.

I stare after her oddly before turning back to finish up getting ready.

Princess? What did she mean by that?

I question myself as I slip on my heels. I shake off the comment and prepare to do my makeup.

Once my foundation was applied, I go for a plain cat eye and mascara. Not wanting to overdue it. Just before I was about to put the makeup back in the bag, I spotted some ruby red matte lipstick. I almost squealed with joy, being as it is my favourite. I quickly apply some, then take a look in the mirror.

Plain, but pretty.

I think to myself just as Hudson walks into the washroom.

"Looking stunning as always." He says warmly, extending his hand out for me to take.

I blush,

"Thank you." I mumble, taking his hand and looking at the ground.

He gently pulls me along with him to wherever Roman is waiting. My eyes glance all around the place, taking in everything. This house is quite big and has such a homey feel; which is odd for a such an extravagant sized house.

We head down the grand staircase and take a sharp turn then stop in front of a pair of dark oak doors.

I knew he was in there... I didn't know what was going to happen when I walked through those doors, but I knew he was in there waiting for me.

Hudson pushed the doors open with a little too much force, causing me to cringe. He took notice and held my hand tighter.

We walked through the doors into the large office looking room. My eyes instantly scanning the room until they met with a pair of furious ones. My insides lighting a flame.

"Get your fucking hands off her!" Roman roared, taking a confident stride towards us.

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Sorry for the late chapter! I'm in the midst of GED done, so it's been hectic for me. Thanks for the understanding!