The King's Pet

#4

Today was the day that I was going to the palace. No biggie. I pulled on the little black dress that the maid had given me. She seemed nice enough. The dress came up to my thigh and was tight around the waist and loose at the bottom. The sleeves were made out of lace and exposed my chest area slightly.

Not going to lie, this dress looked great on me.

It hugged all my curves just right and contrasted with my tan skin tone.

The maid then curled my honey blonde hair and put it up in a half ponytail. Shortly after, I was given a black pair of stilettos to match with my dress.

I looked like I was attending a funeral, to be honest.

I smiled at my reflection, admiring the dress.

I was interrupted by a throat being cleared. My head instantly whipped around to see Seth at the doorway, a small smirk gracing his perfect lips. Wait, what? Did I just say that? Since when did he have perfect lips?

"Is my pet a little jumpy?" he teased, looking amused.

"No," I stuck my tongue out at him childishly, earning a chuckle.

"You look wonderful, darling," he smiled as his eyes viewed my outfit, causing my cheeks to burn.

"You don't look too bad yourself," I mumbled, even though he looked like a freaking roman god.

He was wearing a black tux but left the jacket open. His white shirt clung to his muscles mercilessly. His dark hair was falling in his eyes slightly and his blue eyes were glimmering. I just realized that I was staring so I quickly averted my gaze, making him smile again.

But damn, he had some hot abs.

"Hot abs..." he trailed off, smirking at my shocked expression. "I thought you hated vampires."

"Wha- How did you do that?" I asked as my cheeks turned even redder.

Way to go, Chloe.

"I'm a vampire, sweetheart."

"Can all vampires read minds?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"Only the older vampires have abilities," he explained.

"What abilities do you have?" I demanded, putting up a tough exterior.

"Well, I have telepathy, telekinesis and I can make people feel or do whatever I want them to," he listed.

The last one made me shudder. He could make someone writhe in pain just by thinking about it.

"Oh," I answered back meekly.

"Pet?" he asked as he came closer to me.

"Yes?"

"Are you afraid of me?"

Yes, I am.

"No, I'm not," I snapped.

"You shouldn't lie, sweetheart, I can read your mind, remember?" he chuckled in amusement.

Great, now he knew that I was afraid of him. So much for the 'tough exterior'.

I felt his cool fingers slide under my chin and make me look up at him. I shivered in response.

"You should be," he smirked tauntingly, and I felt him slip something around my neck.

A collar. I glared at him, but he just smiled back as he placed his hand on my neck and traced my jaw with his thumb. "Don't worry, Chloe, I would never intentionally lay a hand on you."