His Heart For Collection

Chapter eleven

I ended up falling asleep on the bed when it took Drew too long to come back. The bed was too comfortable to the point that I slept so deeply that I didn't hear the door open.

I was woken up by a soft touch on my face, someone caressing it. I assumed it was Drew, but I didn't know how he got in because I locked. So, I tried to swat his hand away, mumbling incoherently.

He didn't stop. So I grabbed his hand, mumbling, "Stop it, Drew." The hand was too slender to be Drew's. And the snicker was too feminine.

I scrambled off the bed, my blurry vision seeing a female replica version of Drew. Her lips were scarlet, and straight hair cascading down on her shoulders. She had a sinister smile, so smug.

"My brother's beloved. How nice of you to join us," she said, voice mocking.

I crossed my arms, trying to act like she didn't scare me. "What do you want, Isabella? And how did you get in here?" I asked, frowning. I know I locked.

She twirled. I noticed she had on a  long dress that twirled too when she did. She looked drunk. Her eyes were hazy, and red.

I squinted to get a good look at her eyes. They were definitely red. Did she have contacts?

"My brother's beloved. You are-"

"Don't call me that. I have a name," I snapped.

She glared at me, her smile turning into a sneer. "You are his beloved. You chose that the moment you decided to fucking get married to him."

Her firm voice gave me chills, making me shiver. Did I mention she terrified me?

"Look, Drew said no one is to come here. I locked the door, so you had no right to come in here. Get out," I tried to make my voice firm, but it came out shaky.

Her heels made clicking noses when she walked to me. Her eyes were glinting too much, and the red was off-putting.

I stepped back, trying to make sure the bed was a barrier between us. She instilled fear in me, the kind that traveled up the bones and got hold of my heart. I didn't know what it was about her that was different tonight, but I knew she was dangerous.

She snickered, sitting on my bed. She laid down, arms outstretched. "You know what's happening tonight, my Lord?" She giggled after saying that.

It was a lost cause to tell her to stop calling me ridiculous titles. So, I humored her. "Yes, I know."

She sat up, then turned around to look at me. "Oh, you do?"

I nodded slowly, not sure if there was something else happening. "Your father is giving Drew the company."

She blinked in surprise, but the surprise gave way to amusement. She laughed so loudly that I'm sure the whole house heard her. "The company you say. You two are just hilarious. I've always been wondering why Drew wouldn't just tell you the truth, or hell, feed off you."

"Excuse me?"

"Oh, you never mind. Today it's a very important day for your husband, Leon. He's been given the lordship title. My father is stepping down, and Drew is going to be a lord. Do you want to know he's going to be a lord of what?"

I couldn't think properly. I didn't know what Isabella was saying was the truth or not. She stood up, staring at me.

I felt myself lose control of my body, not able to step back when she came to me.

I didn't know if the light in the room was playing tricks on my mind, but I swear I saw her teeth elongate. I willed my body to move because I recognized danger. Like I was prey. I felt so cornered when she ran a ridiculously long nail on my cheek.

She left pain on her trail, and the stinging of it left me reeling. I could feel the blood on my cheek trail down.

"He's going to become Lord of Vampires. Lord Drew of the Harimot House. And you, my dear Leon, are his beloved. You know what that means?" She paused as if waiting for me to speak. My tongue felt too heavy to speak, let alone let a sound out. "It means your heart is for collection. You know what that means?"

I didn't know what kind of cruel game she was playing, but did she seriously believe that I would believe the nonsense she was saying?

"It means in a few years' time, Lord Drew will rip your heart out and put it in his collection. Yours is very precious since you are the Lord's beloved. But oh well, you chose this life for yourself. We tried to warn you. We tried to make you leave, but you went and married him. You claimed to love him, but did he?"

She did something that made me my mind freeze. She licked the blood off my cheek, then she stepped back, grinning, her fangs on display.

I couldn't think properly, or react when whatever spell she put me under finally broke. I didn't have control over myself when I just collapsed. My mind couldn't keep up with the revelations. I fell unconscious, registering her cackling before I blacked out.