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Chapter 25

[Author's Note: Simply something heated.]

The Otherside

I fell asleep in the exact position I was tied up in. I opened my eyes to find Dracula sitting on the sofa in the corner. His tie looked sloppy, and so did his shirt. He stared daggers my way while leaning his head on his hand. His legs were slightly spread as his other hand rested on his right thigh.

"You really did break my sofa to craft a stake, hm?" He asked. "I am sorry, Dracula." I simply replied before he sighed and got up from where he was sitting. "You must be hungry?" He whispered while untying my wrists. "Hm." I hummed before sitting up while hanging my feet off of the bed.

"Come, I have prepared breakfast." He held out his hand for me to take. He guided me down the hall, but something felt strange. The place seemed so quiet and empty. Were the others still here? "Dracula, where are the others?" I whispered before he turned his gaze to me. "I sent them to collect your father."

"Why? What happened to him?" I asked in a worried tone while Dracula kept staring in my eyes. "He is fine, Dragă. I just want you to be close to your father." Dracula's words brought a surge of excitement to my heart. I was finally going to see my father again after such a long wait.

"Thank you, Dracula." I blushed while we continued our way to the dining room. Dracula asked me to sit down and wait whilst he collects my food. I was starving after such a long wait, and finally, Dracula returned with a delicious plate of food. "Here, Dragă. Do you need anything else?" He questioned while sitting beside me. "No, thank you." I replied before taking a bite of my meal. "Do you like it?"

"It's so good." I smiled whilst a smirk was placed on his face. "I'm glad you do my Love." His voice sent a chill down my spine. Something about Dracula was absolutely breathtaking, but another part of him made me despise him. Sometimes, he was fair and kind whilst the other part of him was cruel and stubborn. "What are you thinking about? Your food is going to get cold, Little Girl."

Little Girl! That has got to be a new one. "Little Girl?" I questioned with red cheeks. "Yes, aren't you my Little Girl? You know I'm way older than you, Dragă. You might as well call me, Sir." I simply remained silent while trying to hide my flustered cheeks. "Cat, got your tongue?" He whispered into my ear while placing his hand under my chin. "Look at me when I'm talking to you." He growled before I slowly brought my gaze to him.

"You know you want me. I know it too because I can feel your heart racing whenever I touch you or when I whispered into your ear." I felt his hot breath against my ear whilst he moved his hand to cup my cheek. He slowly brought his lips to my jawline while kissing his way down my neck. "Dracula-I am trying to eat." A soft whimper escaped my lips before Dracula brought his eyes to meet mine. "Oh, but your plate seems empty. Don't you think it's my time to feast?"

"I don't know..." I whispered before he stood up and held out his hand once again. "Come, my Love. I promise you I don't bite, too hard." He smirked while I took his hand in mine. He guided me upstairs as we walked down the long corridors before he opened a dimly lit room. There was a big bed in the middle with a coffin on the side. There were a few candles on either side of his nightstands with a fireplace.

He locked the door behind us before he turned around to face me. He walked up to me while pulling me closer to him by my waist. He started kissing me along my neck whilst soft whimpers escaped my lips. He started walking us towards the bed before lying us both down. He remained on top of me as his lips met mine. Dracula pressed his hips against mine when I felt a growing bulge in his pants. He continued leaving marks on my neck while grinding on my womanhood. "Fuck, I want you so bad." He groaned before sitting up on his knees.

He started unbuttoning his shirt while taking off his tie. He stared down at me with hunger in his eyes. He had a toned stomach with a few scrapes here and there. "Like what you see, Dragă?" He chuckled as he noticed me staring.

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