Bred To Be Wed

Charter 4

Authors note: 

To clarify anything, I based the clothing with gowns for the ladies and suits for the men. If the characters are going to sleep or don't plan on doing anything/ going anywhere, they could choose what they want to wear. River has been taught to wear a gown and chooses to almost all day every day. Please enjoy!

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River's POV:

When I woke up the next morning, Luca was not there. 

I took a shower and changed into a sleeveless, mermaid style, purple dress that fanned out towards the floor. I pulled my hair back into two French braids. 

I went to the bedroom door, but hesitated. I turned to the area beside my closet. Furniture that was not there the night before sat in the right corner. It was a small white desk, matching chair, and a few art supplies and sketchbooks. After all, how do I know I'm allowed out of his room right now. 

Even though he said do as I please, I decided to stay in his room. As I sat in the windowsill, I watched bees chasing other bees. I saw a butterfly land on a dandelion. I drew the pretty, little things. 

A few hours passed by, Drawing began to uninterest me. So I decided it was time to explore my new home. 

Walking down the hallway, I heard someone eating. I tried to follow the noise but it suddenly stopped as I stepped into the living room. 

There, on the couch. Luca was eating something while facing the TV. I walked around the side of the couch. He was eating something that had a thick sauce smothered all over it. 

"Thank you for joining me for brunch." He said, knocking me out of my thoughts like a freight train. "Um-But of course." He brought a wine glass up to his lips, the liquid was far too thick to be wine. Was it blood?! 

He gestured for me to sit next to him. I could not focus on the food before me, I clearly lost my appetite for anything today. He didn't glance my way, not even once. 

Then a horrifying thought popped into my head; was Lucas a Vampire?!

Lucas's POV:

She caught me with my pants down. I didn't expect her to do something she wasn't given permission for. I was enjoying my brunch and watching the news as I always do. And then her presence was clear. 

She was starring holes into the back of my head. When she came around the corner of the couch, all I could think was, 'Shit!' 

I didn't make it obvious I cared, but she figured me out within a matter of seconds. She knew the liquid was too thick to be wine. Clever girl. 

I quickly stood up, turned to River, and scooped her up like a newly wed couple. I walked her back to my room and could only imagine what must have been going through her curious little mind. She caught me off guard, again, by saying, "Luca, what are you doing." I didn't respond. She wouldn't exactly jump with joy if I told her she was about to die. 

We got to my room and once I opened my door, I threw her onto my bed. The look of confusion, surprise, and anxiety all washed across her face. She really was terrified of me. I took my business coat off, and she immediately paid attention to my body. I saw her eyes go from my face down. What I smelt next really threw me into a spiral. 

She was aroused. 

River's POV:

The thought crossed my mind that he might want to have sex with me, but it wasn't clear. He carried me in here like he wanted to, and undressed like he wanted to. But after all only his coat and shirt was off. 

"Is there something wrong River?" He said soothingly. "N-No s-sir." I stuttered. 

Then he got onto the bed knees first. He starred into my eyes as he towered over me. I pressed my back to the bed and his hands found themselves holding down mine. Was this it? The moment I loose my virginity? 

I closed my eyes but when I opened them I wish I hadn't. His eyes no long held that emerald green, but a deep red and the white of his eye turned pitch black. I could see his fangs when he smirked down at me. He was a vampire. 

I didn't struggle or try to break free. I wanted to show him that I was going to obey his every order even if that meant dying in his hands. 

"Luca, I don't care what you are. If you want to kill me then do it. I am yours." The words spilled out of my mouth before I had the chance to rethink what I said. His expression was different but I could not read it. 

He bit into my shoulder and began draining the life from my body. A soft whimper left my lips. After a few minutes, I blacked out. 

I guess this is goodbye, Lucas Scars.