The Dark Rose 🌹 {18+}

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My eyes fly open when Richard nudges me awake. I hadn't even realised I had fallen asleep as I rub my eyes. I turn to look out the window and my mouth drops open at the sight of an extravagant building.

It is at least ten times bigger than Richard's estate. It was truly marvellous to look at and reached roughly five floors high. Stepping out of the car I looked at the scenery around us. Tons of acres of land surrounded the building and at the centre occupied a gorgeous fountain. It was a statue of a woman and water flowed from her hair and rippled back into the water gracefully. It was exquisite.

I look around me and I am astonished by how many people had shown up. Cars were parked all over the place and many people were walking through the grand doors which had heavy security beside them.

Muscly men in black suits with ear pieces were all over the place, keeping watch on all the guests who turned up.

I held on tightly to Richard's arm as he followed the line of people who were entering. A few turned to glance at me, their nostrils flaring slightly. I suppose they could smell my blood as it pounded in my veins. A result of my heart rate spiking at the sight of all these vampires in one place.

Richard gives them a threatening look and they immediately snap their heads forward again. I sigh, gratefull that Richard was good for something other than being a complete asshole.

I feel extremely self conscious as I catch a few of the security eye me up and down, their eyes flashing with lust before Richard moves us past and through the doors.

Soon I notice that a few people wear a similar collar to mine though theirs are much plainer and have a symbol that resembles chains on them, nothing like mine or Cora and Lydia's collars for that matter. Their collars are attached to leashes- that's right actual leashes and are gripped in the vampires hands as they pull them along behind them. But that wasn't the worst part. Most of them are dressed in extremely revealing clothing, worse than mine or naked.

That's when it hit me. These were the human pets that Cora had warned me about. Tears prick my eyes as I continue to watch them, their faces void of any human emotion. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight. It is beyond degrading, feeling the taste of bile rises up as I fight the urge to be sick. 

We make our way through several corridors as we follow the other guests until we enter through a wide archway which opens up into a giant ballroom. There are rows of seats and even a balcony which held more rows of seats and all face three grand tables in the centre of the room. Lydia had already told me that each table represented one of the three royal families and only the most important could sit there along with their personal slaves.

Whilst other smaller tables that surrounded the three were for people to sit and negotiate privately with one another. There was also a few bars littered around the wide space for people to have a drink.

Richard was leading us to the middle grand table.

The table was made of pure gold and had golden chairs surrounding it. Cora said that gold was the Ramanez's royal colour.

Rosália's table was made of dark oak wood and intrinsically carved. The chair's that surrounded it had velvet, red cushioning. Red was their royal colour.

Finally, Krishna's table was made of pure glass. The chairs that surrounded it had green cushioning as that was their royal colour.