Bloodlust (Lesbian Story)
Book 1 of "Bloodlust" series.
"I'm going to give you one chance to answer me. Where is she?" She asked, looking into my eyes. I looked back at her, terrified.
"I swear that I don't know what you're talking about!" I answered, starting to shiver. She smiled wickedly.
"You know, the only reason I sent my brother away was because I wanted to interrogate you myself. Whatever he would have done to you doesn't even begin to compare with what I'm going to do to you if you don't answer me. So... One more time. Where. Is. She?" She said, in a condescending tone, as if she was explaining something to a child.
"Look, if you want to kill me go ahead. I don't know anything." I said, looking into her eyes and faking the confidence that I definitely didn't have.
She looked at me, cocking her head to the side, and for a few seconds I though she wouldn't to anything. My relief didn't last though as she laughed coldly and looked at me with a half smile.
Her laughter was beautiful, even though it sent shivers down my spine. It was the same with her eyes and smile. All of which showed me that she wasn't kidding.
"Where did you get the necklace?" She asked. I froze, was that what that was all about? I didn't know!
"I told you before, my dad left it to me, I swear." I said truthfully. She looked at me for a few seconds, thinking. I couldn't shake the feeling that everything about her was cold.
"Well, even if you don't know anything, she'll come for you. And I will have the answers I want." She said with indifference before adding huskily in my ear.
"And... I think we can have some fun together while you stay. Don't you agree?" She said as she laughed again and gave me her signature smile.
Everything about her showed me that she wanted to hurt me and even more. She wanted me, in every way possible.
Rated M(Mature content): Contains triggering content, read at your own risk.
