Eat Me Up

Chapter 22

The room I entered was just like how the maid had described our conversation.

Magnificent

It was a grand space, to say the least. The huge mahogany trestle table took up most of the vast space the dark room offered. Two tall heavy, silver chandelier commanded attention from the center of the table. The dining room was elegant in a not so vampiry sort of way.

The word "wow" left my mouth as I eyed the massive two chandelier above me. It's huge voluminous crystal took my breath away.

"Nice to see you like your new home" I hear him say coming behind me. Ruining my moment of admiration, William step into the sight and I let out a annoyed frustrated sigh.

"This isn't my home" I protest.

"No... but you look beautiful in it"

"What do you know about the beauty of architecture"

"I know this castle and I know you"

"You don't know me. I'm here against my will. Remember"

He looks at me for a moment. Then he takes long steps forward until he reach me. I look up at him when he's too close. We weren't the same height so I had to look up.

"Better stop using that attitude of yours" he say with narrows eyes.

"Or what? You gonna kill me again" I scoff and roll my eyes.

He let out a breath and I see his fist clench and unclench. I open my mouth to say some more.

"You are alive, so get over it and enjoy your meal for now" he sigh and runs his finger trough his hair.

"I don't want anything from you. I want my life back" I point with my index finger on his chest. Showing how serious I was.

"Your life?" he question, giving me a one eyebrow raised.

"Yes, my life. I want it back" I repeat.

"Let me tell you about your life. Your mother was a disaster, your father never visit you. Your life was miserable and..." he pause and give me a knowing look.

"And Elliot. He left you" he state with that cocky grin. Asshat

"You killed him! You left him to die knowing that I was alive" I yell as tears trailed down my cheeks. I remove them as they come. William doesn't need the satisfaction of my cries or misery. Not completely anyway. You can't show your target any weakness.

"That was the plan, princess" he tell me with a wink and I retort a disgusting look.

The hate I have for him right now is maddeningly strong. This moment I want him... gone. I want him in a coffin or whatever they use when they die.

"Dinner is ready" the maid tell us. My eyes snaps to hers, my chest is rising from the fury and she looks at my condition in shock. I would too.

"Thank you, Joselyn" he sighs and she nods.

Joselyn... that's her name? He knows the maid by name. I look back at him when the maid.. sorry Joselyn leaves. I see him giving me a irritated look.

Good, I don't like you either Mr. Asshole

He moves toward the end of the table. I don't move. I can't do this. I need to escape.

"Sit" he commands but this time I don't obliged. He notice my defiance and tilt his head.

"Sit down" he say this time more demanding . I give him a strong look but decide to oblige. I haven't eaten in two days and I don't think it's healthy if I don' food in my stomach one more day.