A Sealed Fate (Watty's 2017)

30. Traitorus deeds dont go unpunished. Graphic-ish*

Tricia stepped into the shower, washing off and enjoying the water running over her head. She knew she owed Vladimir, considering she did tie him up, tease him to be aroused, and then left him there to suffer.

A sexy piece of negligence hung on a hook on the wall. Tricia shut the water off, and could hear Vladimir in the bedroom.

Vladimir noticed a black and gold striped bag on his pillow. Upon opening it, he noticed fuzzy handcuffs and a note.

Dearest Vladimir,

I'm sorry about what I did, really I am. I wanted to not only make it up to you. But I had actually began planning this out in my head at breakfast, when you asked me what was wrong. Use these handcuffs on me tonight, tease me until I ache and beg you for more. I know you'll love it.

Signed,
Your other half.

Vladimir grinned, as he set up the handcuffs to the bedpost. As he finished, he turned and seen her standing in the bathroom door. He could feel his trousers becoming somewhat tighter. He slid from the bed and walked over to her.

He towered over her tiny but delectable body. "Master, I hope you like what I've chosen for you." She'd coo, touching his chest gently. he grinned and nibbled her ear. "I'd much more prefer you naked, kitten." He growled and pushed his bulge against her thin panties. He wondered in the back of his mind, why did she want a bit of kinkiness.

Either way, he was gonna be sure she begged properly for what she wanted. He lifted her up with ease, his lips nibbling her neck. He moved to the bed and set her down.

Handcuffing her to the bed, he stood there for a moment. He watched her squirm with excitement, his hands moving up her thighs.

Images of what she had done to him earlier, flashed through his mind. He grinned at her, turned, and left the room. Revenge is always so sweet tasting.

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Vladimir's point of view

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Its not like she didn't deserve it. I sigh as I walk out the glass doors to the gardens. Looking up towards the castle, I glare and walk off. She completely deserves it. I thought as I ran through the wooded area behind the castle.

I took a breath of the cold air deep into my lungs, it stung almost. It was late in the evening, before I knew it. I walked to the village, hands in my pockets. This village is my territory, why on earth the belier's are hunting in it. I'm not sure.

Suddenly I hear a crash and a cry for help. I follow to investigate, mainly to be sure another vampire wasn't in my territory.

The Valentine family ruled this area for centuries, no way in hell am I letting another try to take it.

I walk down an ally, following the screams. "Oh shut up already! I figured an S class huntress wouldn't be scared of me. After all, you aren't afraid of lord Vladimir." I ran towards it, fearful almost.

I stopped and stared, Kasha was pinned to the wall. A werewolf towering over her, his laugh deep. I had two choices, in that moment.

Let the werewolf do whatever it was he was going to do, or actually save her ass yet again from a werewolf only to be scolded that she didn't need the help. This was probably the third time this has happened.

Damnit... I growl. "Hey tubby, why don't you pick on someone stronger than her?" I growled out, the werewolf turned his head and bellowed out a laugh. "Puny little Vladimir, coming to save his damsel in distress as usual." The wolf slammed Kasha hard against the wall, knocking her out cold. "I'd rather her blood be in my stomach over be wasted by you." The werewolf ran towards me, getting a swift kick in the face. The sound of a werewolf's neck breaking, is far more disgusting than skin being sliced open.

I sighed, "stupid wolves..." I mumbled, walking over and lifting Kasha up. She gave a groan of pain, staring at me. "I wish you wouldn't be so nice." "Wouldn't be much fun, if a werewolf kills you stupid girl." I retort, she laid her head on my shoulder and sighed.

Kasha didn't hate me because I was a vampire. She hated Sarah for taking me from the chance to be hers, this she admitted to me.

The memory flashed into my mind, causing a smile on my face.

Kasha and I were standing in the forest, back to back, surrounded. "I don't hate you, Vladimir." "This isn't the time, nor place to talk." I responded, calmly calculating my movements. I sighed as she mumbled a spell, killing most, if not all, our would be attackers.

I turned to her, her brown eyes looked into mine. I wasn't sure what took over me, I simply hugged her into my chest. I felt her begin to cry, her bloodied fingers digging into my shirt.

I simply held her, it was the weakest I had ever witnessed of her. "Forgive me." I whispered, sinking my fangs into her neck. I heard her scream out, but the taste of her blood was sweet and bitter mixed.

I released venom into her neck, turning her into a vampire. I couldn't bare to lose her, not at this time.

I sighed laying Kasha down on her bed, watching her as she dozed off. I spaced out, feeling more tired than I was.

Two months after I turned my beloved Kasha, I met a Sarah Elizabeth Crowler. Her blond hair, pinned in intricate curls upon her head, her gown a red with shimmering jewels. She was with lord douku. My father and mother were still king and queen at the time, and I standing beside Kasha. Vincent had escorted Kasha outside to talk, Sarah made her way to me.

I stared in awe, lord douku nudging my arm. "She's a real beauty isn't she?" He whispered to me. My eyes were glued to her, from her hair to her eyes. Her eyes were green with gold flakes through them, her nose was small but perfect for her face, and her lips. Her lips were a soft pink in color, pouty and plump.

My eyes traveled down her her neck, her blood was human's. It smelled like fresh vanilla. A sweet smell that filled my nose as she walked towards us. My eyes traveled to her cleavage. I could tell her breast were soft, round and easily supple.

"Master, I've brought you a plate of delectables." Her voice sounded even sweeter. Lord douku smiled pulling her close to his side. She cringed when his hand began to grip her bottom.

It was at that moment my brother and I supposed the term would be girlfriend returned. Vincent smiled warmly, taking Sarah's hand. "Lord douku, I'm glad to have met such a beautiful servant girl. Perhaps you'll allow us to marry?" I felt a rage fill my chest, I bellowed out. "Absolutely not!" Everything went silent as everyone looked to me, my hands clinched at my side. I could feel Kasha's breaking heart.

I stared around me, trying to figure out who just said that. Only to realize it had been me. I was in shock.

Lord douku bellowed out a laugh, patting my back. "You wish to marry her instead young Vladimir? You'd have to get rid of the friendly woman." He eyed Kasha, but my heart pounded. My father offered to buy Sarah from lord douku. To which he happily agreed.

Months passed and I spent less and less time with Kasha and more time with Sarah.

I shook my head, standing up and going to the balcony. I left to return to the castle, I couldn't allow regrets. Tricia was not only the beating in my heart. But she was the other half of my very soul. Kasha didn't come close to it.

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Okay so it wasn't steamy or hot.... But it was kinda sweet towards the end! Anyways, I hope y'all have enjoyed! Remember to vote vote vote!!!!

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