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My eyes fluttered open the fire had burnt out hours ago, but I didn't care. I didn't want to move from Lazarus's embrace. The night before was amazing. I had given Lazarus my everything. I had let him have all of me. I was slightly upset he never waited, but he was obviously older than me, and I couldn't just expect him to wait centuries for a human to walk into his castle while it's pouring rain. I had wondered how many women he had slept with, but part of me didn't want to know. I knew it wasn't anything serious because obviously, it was me in his arms, not some girl.

The sheets, had at one point moved down to our waists, revealing our tops. I didn't mind it until Stella banged on the door. I grabbed at the sheets and tried to pull them up as Lazarus shot up. He glared at the door before slipping out of the bed to throw on a pair of boxers.

"Hurry up," she screamed before she tried to open the door. "Why is the door locked?" she asked, I could practically hear the excitement dripping from her voice.

"Why do you think?" Lazarus asked before he unlocked the door and opened it just a crack so they could only see him. "Ellie's coronation is in three hours, she needs to get up and get ready," she stomped.

"She'll be out in a few."

"Please hurry, I don't want to be late," Lazarus looked away from his sister to give me a smirk. I blushed in response before sliding out of bed. I kept the sheets to my chest as I made my way to the bathroom. I didn't drop them until the door was closed and locked. I grabbed a towel from out of the cupboard under the sink before I turned on the warm water. It came out a slight orange shade for a few moments until it came out clear.

I made sure the towel was securely on the vanity before I stepped into the shower. I let the warm water wash over me, washing away the sweat and sex. I scrubbed my scalp clean with my fingers since I couldn't see any shampoo before I turned the hot water off and stepped out. I patted my hair dry with the towel before I ran it over my body. I left it on the floor in the bathroom as I exited the bathroom, hoping to see Lazarus, but instead, it was Darius. He was sitting at the end of the bed in a tight suit. His golden-brown hair was brushed back, making him look like a modern businessman, but I knew what he was.

"Morning gorgeous," he smirked, I let out a gasp as I tried to cover myself with my hands. "Don't be shy, it isn't the first time I've seen you naked," he paused to look at his watch, "and it won't be the last," he smirked.

"Where is Lazarus?" I tried to calm my raging breath.

"Out talking to Franklin," he stood from the bed, with teasing steps he made his way towards my shaking figure. When he was only a few steps away, he hooked his finger under my chin. "I think when I'm done killing Lazarus today, I'll take you as my second bride," he smirked.

"B-but I'm not a virgin anymore. You don't want me," I choked out. I think I was trying to convince myself that he no longer wanted me.

"Even better, I won't have to teach you as much," I felt my stomach start to flip. "Don't look so scared, I'll take good care of you, all you have to do is warm my bed at night," he took a step closer. I tried to shrink back, but he tightened his grip on my chin. "Don't anger me," he growled, "I promise, I'm a good man until I'm angered. Don't think just because I want you as a wife, I won't hurt you," I tried to shake my chin side to side to get out of his grip, but it didn't work. I found myself with my back pressed against the bathroom door. The unoccupied hand, wrapped itself in my hair before he tilted my head back. With a hint of a smirk on his lips, he leaned down to place a sloppy kiss in the middle of my neck. "I'll see you later today," he mumbled against my skin before he disappeared.

Lazarus didn't come back for another 20 minutes. In that time I jumped back into the shower and scrubbed myself until my skin was red, I was still in the shower when Lazarus came back tears fell from my eyes as I tried to remove the feeling and the thoughts of knowing that man had just seen me completely naked and kissed me.

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