Black Rose (Rose Kisses #1)

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Rewritten/Edited: 2/24/2019 at 11:35pm

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Isaline Winter

From what I gathered from the servants in the halls, the last time anyone had seen Amina was when she was walking towards the kitchen. However, as I ran past her bedroom door, I had to do a double take and walk back.

It sounded like a porno was taking place inside of her room as I pressed my ear to the door to listen. I could hear the slapping of flesh, a sickening squelching sound, and the grunts and moans of two people on their way to the pearly gates. For a second--the tiniest second--I debated on letting her finish but the scratch that Aida had given throbbed and I knew that my pain was worth more than Amina's orgasm. 

"Hey!" I shouted as I nearly fell through the door. 

Amina let out a squeal and immediately flipped off the bed, taking the blanket with her and leaving a very naked and very hard Nolan to suffer. His face turned as red as a tomato as he awkwardly positioned a pillow over his crotch as Amina scrambled up from the floor, a blanket wrapped messily around her naked body. 

"Isa!" Amina said awkwardly. "W-What a pleasant surprise!"

I leaned against the door frame breathlessly, the world spinning as my wound continued to throb. I didn't care to ask and Amina didn't care to explain as she quickly shooed Nolan out of her room. 

"It's nice to see you again," he smiled awkwardly as he approached, a pillow still covering his hard-on. I bucked at him and he flinched violently, scrambling out of the room with his clothes in his hands and Amina's pillow in tow. 

"I want that back!" Amina shouted after him before refocusing back on me. "So...how was the trip?" 

I sneered at her nastily and tossed a discarded pair of pants at her. "Get dressed and meet me in my room in ten." 

I left before she could say another word. 

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She was in my room in five minutes, fully clothed but still reeking of sex. As much as I wanted to bitch at her for bringing in that stench, the pain was beginning to take a toll on me and all I could do was wave her towards me. 

"Help me take this shirt off," I ground out. "I need your help." 

"If you wanted me for yourself, all you had to do was ask," Amina teased but with an icy glare, she shut up immediately and helped me out of my top.  When I was bare and laid out on the bed, Amina gasped in horror. 

"What the hell happened?!" she exclaimed, immediately settling into healer mode. Even though she was trained in combat just like I was, Amina excelled in medicine and had taken on the role as my personal healer. I didn't trust anyone else in the palace to tend to my wounds except Amina. 

"Aida," I explained. "I screwed up again and she was feeling generous." 

Amina examined the wound carefully, feeling around with the tips of her fingers as I struggled not to scream at her. From the look on her face, I could tell that it was serious. Just exactly how serious? I didn't know and I wasn't sure that I wanted to know. 

Her finger grazed over a particularly sensitive area and I shouted in pain, smacking her hand away and covering the wound protectively. "The fuck is wrong with you?!" 

"I need to see how much damage has been done," she explained calmly. 

"I didn't ask you to hurt me even more," I spat. I was being irrational, I knew that, but the pain was overriding my judgment at this point. 

"Quit being such a brat," Amina spat back. "If you want me to help you, then shut up." 

She moved to touch the wound again and even before her finger made contact, I was screaming in pain again.

"Amina, it fucking hurts!"

"Let me help you!" Amina snapped. 

"But--"

"Isaline Marcellus Winter, you let me see the goddamn cut right now or I'll have the twins tie you down to a chair so I can see it," she threatened. "It's going to hurt either way so we can do this the easy way or the hard way. The choice is yours." 

I hesitated, contemplating my choices. In my head, I could easily overpower the twins and make a mad dash for it but it would be a matter of time before the whole palace was on my ass and the last thing I needed was another wild goose chase scenario. It'd be like the shattered knee cap all over again, only worse. 

"If I scream you have to stop, okay?" I told her. 

She rolled her eyes. "Let me see the goddamn scratch." 

When I didn't move my hand, she smacked the back of my head and I sighed in defeat, leaning back so she could examine the wound fully. The room lapsed into a heavy silence as Amina poked and prodded at the cut. At this point, she was just checking to see how much damage had been done and what chances she had at reversing it. 

"We need to get you to the infirmary," she said finally. "I've never seen anything like this but from what I can tell, the venom is spreading. Fast, too."

My eyes nearly bulged out of my head. "Venom?!" 

"What the hell did you think it was?" Amina questioned.

"Not venom," I bellowed. "Where the fuck does venom play into this? I thought it was a fucking infection!" 

"It takes more than a couple of minutes for an infection to set in," Amina began. "Takes a couple minutes for the venom to settle in though, depending on how potent it is and where it came from." 

I wanted to argue some more, anything to buy time, but the pain was only doubling and I was beginning to sweat. Something was horribly wrong and as much as I didn't want it, I needed help. 

"I'll only go to the infirmary if you promise that you won't leave me alone in there," I decided. "You have to be helping the nurse." 

"Deal," Amina agreed. "Now let's go before it worsens." 

I nodded and stood up carefully, grabbing my shirt from the foot of the bed. As I began to slip the shirt back on, the world began to spin and before I knew it, I was falling to the ground. My cheek collided with the carpet just as Amina began to scream for help and the last thing I heard was the sound of my door being busted down before the world went black.

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