The Vampire Duke and Natasha. The Hastings, Book 4

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Chapter 7

His Grace, the Duke of Carpathia, POV

I watched her climb down from her window wearing the long black cloak she had worn since the age of 13. How this beautiful young girl captured my heart years ago from her floral scent I smelt the day we bumped into each other. Her crystal clear blue eyes and pale wheat coloured hair darkened with fury as they met mine in growing anger for the building I had just bought.

So many memories of that night as I continued to watch her for my dead heart beat at the sight of her and also to keep her safe from the evil surrounding her family. At first I thought I may be the evil lurking around until I saw for myself a much darker evil hidden away waiting to attack the family.

Tonight I followed the her along the wet dark cobbled streets silent hidden in by night to make sure she was okay and made the trip to help these poor lost souls with no today or tomorrow. Once a long time ago I was a lost soul killing anyone in sight drinking their blood until I married in the 16th century to Susannah whom I found was really a conniving bitch and had bedded several men before me. I had a daughter out in the world I thought as I followed this majestic young girl I knew named Natasha along the shadows, always thinking was my daughter still alive in the world?, did she still live in England or had she traveled away with her damned mother Susannah?, one day I had hoped to find out centuries ago about where Sussannah took our beautiful innocent child.

I watched from afar when she pushed open the old wooden door to an old brick building, holding the soup kitchen or whatever these noble women called it tempererally until they found another safer building. I did not understand why these people were so important to Natasha to help get off the streets?

I had killed many of these street people centuries ago after Claudia died in Carpathia and after Sussannah disappeared with our daughter in the 16th century. I was an immortal with no mortal feelings whatsoever inside me. Once as a child I had a heart beat born and raised in Greece a beautiful Island full of bright azure blue sea and warm weather. When I travelled to Carpathia my half human life ended after I murdered my father in cold blood. The heart beat I had died that night and Claudia his Vampire wife and mother of my half siblings became mine!

In the dark of night I crouched down low on a building roof waiting, watching for a sign of the evil surrounding my angel finding none. 12 mindnight chimed in the distance so I pulled out my old gold watch inspecting the time, the time read on the pocket watch on a long chain 12 midnight exactly. I saw when she came into view again saying her goodbyes for another night. I watched how tired her eyes and face were walking past where I hid, her cloak covering up her body and features I grew amused when I had a light bulb idea.

Not looking where she was going I stepped onto her path and she bumped into me. I was very pleased by this turn of events much to her chagrin when her blue locked with my own bright blue eyes.

"You" she hissed at me trying to pass me to set off for home. Such a pity I stood in her way.

I took of her hood seeing the fury written on her perfect icy features when I did.

"Who do you think you are" she lashed out at me resembling a spitting kitten?

I could've replied you're future mate but instead I teased her " We find each other again my love. "

"Unfortunately yes" came her reply unimpressed with knocking into me again I smiled impressed by her spunk. "Please move, I need to get home" came her reply, only I didn't budge where I blocked her. She placed her hands onto my solid chest trying to push me aside to no avail.

"Give up yet" I enquired knowing full well I had the upper hand?

Natasha lifted her head finding out I was quite tall. Our eyes clashed and I wanted to run a hand through those pale blond locks of hers. I started to lift a hand to do what I intended touch her sweet innocent face. Her words stopped me in my tracks hearing her say "Do not touch me" said with so much dislike at me.

"My princess" I cooed when I stepped into her personal space inflicting my touch in her pale hair pulling her face up to mine for a kiss. My other hand slid down to her waist pulling her up against my cold heartless body. God how I needed her touch, kindness and love staring into those clear blue eyes gazing up shocked.

"This is not proper" I heard coming from her juicy pink lips struggling to run from my grip. Only Natasha was trapped I held her against me a moth to a flame.

"Let me go" came the last word she uttered when I lifted up her face towards mine swooping down capturing those luscious pink lips with my own cold ones.

At first she fought like a lioness stepping on my feet twisting her face away from my prying mouth upon hers. "Open up for me" I ordered her wanting this woman to relax up against me.

She fought so hard this beautiful butterfly caught in my web of mystery. Just when I thought she would never let me in her mouth relaxed and I being a immortal took what she offered touching her tongue little by little.

I pulled away from her when I found my teeth had elongated that was not in my mind to taste her innocent blood. I stepped away breathing hard praying for the sharp teeth to return to normal. Natasha had no idea what I really was.

Natasha pressed her back on the dirty brick wall of a warehouse I saw following her with my gaze. The blood and scent of arousal made me want to do so much more to her and I came over towards her scared expression also filled with a desire of her own. I place my two hands between her head staring down no words were uttered by either of us only our heavy breathing in the darkness.

In a second I dipped my lips onto hers again, This time we kissed different full of passion burned in both of us even her arms lifted up to wind around my neck. We moaned enjoying the sensation we were feeling exploring each other. I nibbled her lips before I pulled away to kiss her jaw line down to her pale neck where I felt the blood pumping around in the veins. I sucked the skin on her neck in a daze I didn't even feel my teeth elongate again. In a daze I grazed down on her neck skin tasting her sweet blood on my tongue.

Natasha felt my teeth puncture her neck skin and with a sudden strength pushed me away from her scared expression. "What are you" she whispered afraid of me? No words expressed what I was feeling right now watching her turn from me and run into the inky blackness of night. If only the image I portrayed to the ton was real on the outside alas they were wrong I was a fallen angel-A Vampire of the worst kind centuries ago.

How bloody stupid was I cursing the vampire in me! I nearly bit down piercing her skin, drinking her blood, heavens above I wept I was a monster and if I had the will power would crawl away never to come back seeking her out. Only I was not going to, Natasha was mine for the taking and mark my words I will take her!

I lifted my light as air body flying high into the dark sky which would soon turn a light sky blue if we were lucky. I saw millions of homes below me as I flew back to my sanctuary alone and angry at life.

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Sorry I was going to post Monday but I've finally have Internet back, so here is the chapter.

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