The Royal Bond

Chapter Four

Chapter Four - The Abrams Home

"We barely know each other and you're taking me to your house?" I question, the large framed man beside me whose smell has basically taken over my nose. The only thing I could smell is his woodsy cologne, which I'm not complaining about causes it smells good. A smell I could get used to.

"Yes, you'll be fine, love. Remember we want you to be our bonder? Speaking of, have you put any thought into that?" He replies, questioning me as he now faces his body towards me and his eyes searing into mine.

I should've known he would bring this up. Why am I out of my mind when I talk to him? Both times I've talked to him I struggled to think for myself.

I clear my throat before answering him, "Yeah, I thought about it. I'm still not sure yet it's not exactly something you can decide on in a few hours."

He nods directly at me and he gives me an understanding look, "It's not an easy decision to make. I understand that but it's important that you answer very soon for the benefit of everyone."

His eyes stare deeply almost putting me back under his spell like he did in the boss' office earlier but he didn't. He just continues to stare and rub his hand over mine, "Though it will also make me very happy if you were to say yes."

I slowly pull my hand away from his, a little reluctant for some reason, but I quickly bury whatever the feeling is and look away from him. "May I ask what your wife is cooking?" I question cause the feeling of him just burning a hole in the side of my head is making me slip down the car's seat in a small attempt to sink into the seat.

"Homemade pizza. She always makes one pizza that she makes all by herself and she adds things that make it so delicious and favorable. I honestly don't know how she does it. It's very good you'll be amazed when you try it. Oh and then the second pizza is the one she lets me fuck up or as she says 'help' her make a pizza full of stuff I want. Well, tonight she wants you to join the bonding as well." A little smile shows on my lips cause after just asking one question I've heard him talk the most I've heard him all day and it was all about his wife's pizza. It's sweet, really. He's so vibrant and full of joy when he talks about her. Now I really have to meet this wonderful woman.

I slowly nod at him and look out the window, "Sounds fun."

Trust me, I know I'm making this awkward. It seriously doesn't have to be like this but I don't know what else to do. I'm sitting in some random luxurious car that probably cost more than me with a vampire leader. I mean, how would you act?

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A modern-day castle is how I would describe it if someone asks. The house, if I should even call it that, is dark just like Mr. Abrams's demeanor which is a cliche for vampires but apparently true for this particular vamp.

"Are you coming out or do I have to carry you?" His husky voice is suddenly very close to my ear startling me a little, but I manage to only flinch back away a bit from Abrams. Just then I realize the car door is wide open and he is leaning over it now covering my full view of the incredibly big house.

He sighs as I just stare back into his very dark eyes and puts his hand out for me, "Please don't fuss," Just for a second I could've sworn his eyes are begging me to do as he says. "It's just my wife. She's no one to be threatened by."

The look in his eyes and the sound of his voice causes me to cling to his hand.

He smiles a genuine smile at me but my lips stay in a straight line.