The Dark Rose 🌹 {18+}

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'If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor.' - Desmond Tutu

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I watch Richard as he strides proudly over to where Marcel is sitting. A bunch of papers and folders are sat in front of Marcel as he eyes Richard cautiously. I can't hear what they're saying but I doubt they're enjoying the conversation from how they regard and watch each other suspiciously. It's as if they believe one of them is going to pounce or attack the other at any given moment.

"Rose." My gaze is pulled from Richard and Marcels conversation to Luther who is watching me carefully. "Ignore those two. They've been arguing about whatever it is among themselves for over a year now."

"Oh..." I breath out. I eye my empty glass sadly. I could've used another drink right about now.

Luther notices as he rises a blonde brow in amusement, "Would you like to accompany me to the bar?"

I nod eagerly causing him to laugh. It reverberates through his chest and lifts my mood. He has a nice laugh.

We make our way through the many people who are standing around the tables and weave our way past them. When we finally reach the bar I sit down on a stool and ask, "Can I have a cosmopolitan please." I'm left confused when the bar tender doesn't even acknowledge my request.

Luther sits beside me as I look at him questioningly. He gives me a apologetic smile as he repeats my order and asks for a whisky neat for himself. "Sorry," he starts, "they don't really acknowledge humans no matter how gorgeous they are."

I'm confused by his comment. Was I meant to be offended or flattered?

Soon our drinks are poured and I take a eager sip when it's placed in front of me and then spin in my stool to watch the room. "I don't like how you treat us." I admit, my voice hard as I watch the naked to half naked pets that are forced to kneel or be dragged around by a leash.

"Me personally? I treat your kind rather well. Look at Eve if you don't believe me." He replies mocking offence but I can see the amusement in his eyes. I had to give it to him though, the way he treats Eve is as if he truly cares for her and I bet he does.The way her eyes hold adoration every time she looks at him tells me all I need to know.

I decide to change my wording slightly, "Okay then, I don't like how vampire's generally treat us." I turn my upper body slightly to place my now empty glass down and then lean back propping my elbows on the bar. With my fuzzy mind I no longer care that my entire body can be seen through my dress and it's a welcome relief.

"I agree." He lets out a heavy breath as he continues, "but it has been our way of life for centuries and I can't see it changing anytime soon." His tone is almost sad. I can tell he feels sorry for humans as much as me. It's so strange to think that someone who should be considered a monster could have a kind heart but I suppose I shouldn't judge them all based on Richard.

Richard is sadistic monster in his own right.

I revert my gaze back to where Richard and Marcel are negotiating. Richard catches my gaze and his eyes flash with a hint of anger before he goes back to bickering with Marcel.

Great, I bet I am in for some kind of punishment later.

"Rosalyn?" I rotate my head back to Luther, hearing the anxiety in his tone, his wariness has me on edge, he asks,"Can I trust you?"