For You | A vampire Seduction

♡ Chapter Eighteen ♡ New

𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 ~ ᴇᴅɪᴛᴇᴅ°♥︎•°

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐕𝐢𝐞𝐰: 𝔂𝓸𝓾

Rachel felt an overwhelming urge to slip into something more relaxed and approachable. She chose a pair of form-fitting, high-waisted jeans that hugged her curves perfectly, complemented by a crisp white crop top that she deftly tucked into her waistband. It was essential that the top hit her natural waistline just right; any misalignment would result in an unsightly bunching that she absolutely wanted to avoid.

Rolf, however, was adamant about keeping her underwear, refusing to return it and instead promising to treat her to a collection of enticing new pieces, including a set of luxurious lingerie. With a playful sigh, she acquiesced, knowing full well her affinity for sultry undergarments would keep her spirits high.

As she settled into the passenger seat of the car, a sense of anticipation coursed through her veins. They were the only couple making the journey back to her hometown; the rest of their companions had been instructed to remain safely indoors until their arrival. It was a decision made unilaterally by Rolf, and protest was simply not an option. The sprawling mansion that awaited them was not merely a house; it was fortified by an unseen, formidable barrier that ensured the safety of all who dwelled within its walls.

"You missed me?" Rolf's voice cut through her reverie as he suddenly appeared behind the wheel.

A startled squeak escaped Rachel's lips, at the unexpected intrusion. "Jesus!" she exclaimed, her body jolting in surprise.

"You scared me half to death! Please, do me a favor and don't just materialize out of thin air!" She crossed her arms, trying to mask her flustered state.

"Aw, c'mon, baby," he cooed, his playful pout tugging at her heartstrings. "Remember that time you were, um, busy pleasing yourself? I appeared then, too, and you loved every minute of it." He shrugged with a nonchalant air, the car’s engine rumbling to life beneath him.

"I did not!" she retorted, her voice tinged with indignation.

"Ah, but that only made it more entertaining for me," he replied, his tone dipping lower as he leaned closer, whispering the words with a teasing intimacy that sent a rush of warmth to her cheeks.

Rachel felt heat blooming across her face, a shy smile creeping onto her lips as she took in the sight of him reveling in her embarrassment.

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Only an hour remained until they reached their destination, and her heart raced with excitement as familiar landmarks began to flit by outside the window. Home. The word filled her with a bittersweet longing, layered with concern for the safety of her parents and younger sister.

Rolf shot her a quick glance, his expression shifting as he sensed her thoughts. He pursed his lips thoughtfully, then returned his gaze to the road, enveloping them in a comfortable silence broken only by the gentle hum of the air conditioning.

As the car halted at a red light, Rachel's attention was captured by pedestrians crossing the road with casual ease. She felt the delicate touch of Rolf’s fingers, cool and soft, as they found her hand resting on her lap. A thrill of anticipation surged through her as she waited for him to make his next move. Slowly, his fingers glided from her wrist, weaving their way to intertwine with hers.

She turned her gaze away from the road to meet his playful squint. With a flourish, he lifted their joined hands to his lips, planting a gentle kiss on her knuckles. A giggle escaped her lips, a sound she barely managed to contain.