Heartbreakers: The Cursed Child- Book 1

Chapter 33

Elijah's POV

I couldn't stop thinking about that stunning face above me, it all felt like a dream, so unreal and I never wanted to wake up. Her soft touch on my face, her small hand cupping my cheek. I was head ove heels in love with her, she was my entire world.

Here she was, lying right on top of me and smiling at me, her face glowing. She wasn't the deathly pale colour anymore as her colour began to return: a soft peach. Bright with gorgeous eyes. She still had the strange face of a vampire but I loved her no matter what. The bruises had gone from her body and she looked much happier than she had before we parted.

We were in my king sized bed, mesmerised by each other as we enjoyed these moments. I didn't know what she saw in me, beauty? Was I handsome in her eyes?

Lost in my thoughts as I peered into her innocent eyes, I didn't realise the harsh wind, the freezing cold air rush into the room that would chill my bones. Suddenly, her eyes began to change, a look of thirst for blood had appeared. She looked more like a vampire now, her sheet white colour inviting itself as her eyes swirled with desire, red completely taking over her lovely brown eyes. A deep coldness began to seep into my body as I felt my bloodstream halt, her canines elongated as they became more of fangs. She wasn't shivering, with her temperature dropping so low I thought she was going to die.

I knew this was going to happen. The coldness swept her kind side away, showing me the cruel monster I had created with my actions. It was no longer her, I killed her.

Her soft hair became long and much darker than usual, it was now jet black and gave the sort of vibes you'd get in a graveyard full of dead corpses rising.

I felt the hot tears pouring down my cheeks and I begged for her to come back. A high pitched cackle left her mouth, full of pure evil and darkness as her head fell backwards. She sat up and I realised she was wearing a different outfit, one that warned people to keep their distance. Within a second she was standing up beside me, making me sit up instinctively.

"Please. I never got the chance to explain to you. Please. At least listen to me." I was heartbroken, she never even listened to the whole thing and I blamed her for that. I couldn't hate her though. It was so hard to hate someone who is so naïve and stubborn. I still loved her with all my heart.

Sitting up covered in sweat as my darting gaze swept across the dark room, getting used to the darkness that I now lived in. It was another dream though I wish it wasn't. A light knock sounded from the door and I instantly knew who it was. Emily Hodge, the girl I had been forcefully married to. The one who had blackmailed me into marrying her.

Uggh. What does she want now? Does she not understand the meaning of 'I hate you. Leave me alone!'?

Literally yelling at her, I told her to come in, not bothering to hide the disgust and hatred in my voice. After my last encounter with Yulia, I had changed completely into a new person. Now I was much harsher and colder, my face was now a deathly shade paler and my eyes had hardened, I only glared at people and I never showed any sign of weakness.

My body was hidden behind a thin sheet of black material that hung loosely on my body and hid all the muscles that I had developed over the last few years. I never wanted any girl to see my body except for the love of my life, the girl who had stolen my heart and would never return. I knew she still loved me, I felt it.

My hair looked slightly darker but still had the glow that made it look lighter and instead of keeping it long, I cut it short into a neat and professional style, one I was comfortable with. It was now a complete mess, after having such a dream which made me crave her touch even more. I was every womans dream, tall and muscular with strangely light eyes and dark hair, a sharp jawline and power.

My house was built on money, money that never stopped coming to me even when I wanted it to, I had only built this lifestyle for me and Yulia but since Emily came into my life, everything was shattered and ruined.

Yulia was the only woman I would ever want and love, without her, my mind would never be at peace. It would scramble around wildly just to find her. After finding out that she had ran away from home, I couldn't even sleep for an hour. I'd stay awake, trying hard to find her and once I did, I realised how much trouble she had surrounded herself with.

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"What do you want?" I was glaring daggers at the pathetic gold digger who stood before me, her eyes roaming all over my body and making me feel utter disgust and even more hatred for her. Her gaze snapped back up to mine, trying to seduce me with her ugly, poisonous gaze. She'd been trying this since I first met her yet it never worked, my family had always been rich but I had grown the wealth impossibly.

"I heard you growling. Are you okay? Was it another dream?" She was wearing a revealing tank top that clung to her tightly and it didn't even suit her. She had the audacity to wear shorts that looked more like underwear, she looked pathetic. I scowled at her, making her aware of my disapproval yet she stood in the doorway, leaning on the frame as if I was going to fall for her. She wasn't even my type.

Strutting towards me like a drunken whore, she lifted her arms to wrap around my neck but I quickly moved out the way, I didn't even want to touch her.

"You come near me and you'll never see your family again." Snarling at her, I bared my teeth that were now sharpened knives, my canines looking more like fangs and instantly she backed away, whimpering like a terrified dog.

That brought an evil grin to my face, I loved the power that I had over people, intimidating them. I loved it all, how they'd beg for their lives to be spared.

"NOW WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!" I spoke with my usual voice, it was only usual because I never spoke to anyone with a soft tone, I always had a harsh, violent voice. The tears began to form in her eyes and were going to fall but she was too stubborn to let them out, I had to say something that would make her breakdown so instead, I gave her a wicked grin which only made her shudder violently as she cowered back.

"Nothing, I'm sorry." Her voice was cracking! I loved the fear that would overcome them. So, instead, I just spoke in a mocking tone which was bound to make her weep.

"You should apologise to your parents." I could see her confused expression in the reflection of the window as she tilted her head.

"For having you in the first place. No one likes you nor do they want you. You're just a toy for people.

You're useless. Do you know how much I hate you? You probably do. Now get lost before I make sure that you never see the light of day again. Don't you even dare disturb me again." I didn't bother looking at her when she began sobbing loudly, it was all an act to guilt trip me or make me fall for her. She always did that kind of stuff.

I hear the door bang shut and almost instantly a series of loud sobs echo through the hall as she runs dramatically to her room as usual.
That idiot. Who told her to put herself in this problem in the first place.

I make my way towards the locked drawer in the corner of my room, taking my key out and unlocking it, taking out a golden frame and lying on my bed, hugging it closely to my chest. It was the only thing I had left of hers, a picture of her beautiful face.

"Why did it have to happen this way?" I mutter to myself as I remember her heartbreaking words. The words that poisoned me yet they didn't matter to me. All I wanted was my happiness. And she had taken herself from me.

Gripping the picture tightly in my hand, my anger began to grow. I was going to get her back and she was going to stay with me forever once I got rid of her, Emily. I smirk to myself as I put the picture back and make my way to my office. I had my plan ready, I just needed to get it set up.