Chapter 3

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Cameron's perspective;

Hi there, my name is Cameron Edgar. I am a prince. I am a dark prince. I come from a city called Endless Heights. I am club Royalty and blood Royalty. I am infatuated with Princess Valerie. I too have been claimed by the Darkness, and thoroughly noted her when she turned 18. She is also a princess. And me a prince. So what more is there to know. Love is a funny thing is it not. Its exclusive of light and dark. Even the animals feel it. I often watch animals and have concluded that rank occurs everywhere. In lions, dogs, birds and worms: and encompassing that rank is even more rank.

I am planning to court Valerie and then fuck her into midnight. I don't care if it makes you squeal. I will have her. She is mine. All mine. I am keeping tabs on her current lovers. Why she dabbles in the light I do not know. Only I know how to truly satisfy her tastes. I hope she a feminist, because I plan on sexually offending that part of her. I hope she takes care of herself, because I will do it better. I have spoken to my father and the idea of courting someone like me pleased him. I don't have a mother. The silly creatures have annoyed me my whole life.

I drive a black BMW 7 series. Its suits my taste. I have packed enough luggage for a long stay. I'm going to visit and court Valerie. Her brother already expects me. Her sister has already made her assumptions. Who cares? She's fat and cute. The type of animal a phycopath would laugh about murdering. I climb into the driver's seat. I look at my reflectiom. Olive skin, sandy brown hair in a 1920s gangster-fashion comb over and very dark green eyes. Eyes that look black in the shade. I keep in shape, fucking usually, and have a knack for offending fat people. I'm ready for a Valerie. I need a Valerie.

The many lovers she has don't offend me. I already love her because she is like me. I love me a lot. Physically she has an effect on me already. Sharp shoots of pleasure in my legs. A sensual feeling in my dick and balls. And the nerves, butterflies and heartbeats. I am laughing because I'm sent off my crying twins. I have a knack for twins. They like me for some reason. "Take care of eachother!" I shout at them out of the window. I am to bring Valerie home.

The drive is long, but gives me time to think about all the ways I would have her. I care that I am not her first. I wanted all of her. But as of now she is like a carcass. I need to be quick to get a bite of meat thats fresh. And ferocious enough to scare away the wild dogs. Men are dogs dressed as gentlemen. They will take advantage of someone like her and its not right. She had been claimed by the Darkness, and is probably isolated already. Hawks don't make friends either, but the need a partner in life. I will be her hawk mate.

I have so much money. I will lavish it on her, use the bills to wipe away the sweat that she will perspire when I ravish her. You are probably hoping I turn towards the light, I was born dark. I didn't once hesitate to acknowledge it. Men are funny, my sexual appetite was envied, Valerie hid hers. I plan to hunt every whim to the edge of her mind for the details. Every whim matters, every blasted thing she says I will nourish like a fiend. I will give her the acceptance she craves. I am serious about me. Like I said I love me. If she does not like me. I will make her.

I stop at a petrol station and get a hot dog. Mustard and mayonnaise. I eat it confidently. I like to surprise people this way. The cashier laughs. I have charmed her. I pay. I don't have anymore time for these casual encounters. I don't have time to waste if its not on Valerie. Does my infatuation scare you. I hope it does. I am 23 years old. I will marry soon. Only Valerie makes the cut. Only she is good enough for me. I don't feel like I have to say anything to get her. I do not have to waste words on a woman like her. If she is not smug about herself then I will be smug for her.  Valerie I waiting for you.

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