Lies! Lies! He pushed Paxton down on the ground. From the information he said, it made him furious. If they were heroes and loyal to the Empire, they wouldn’t betray them and the Empire would protect them.“Say it again?” “What I am saying was based on the data gathered. Your parents died in the hands of her family.” Paxton didn’t react much as he stayed composed. What he said was based on the data gathered but seeing how furious he was must only mean that Bella or Bellatrix meant something more to him. “You can say that it was a lie. You as the King, will prove it.” He pushed the King’s hands off him as he fixed his coat. “Her family was massacred the moment yours were. You nearly died and the scar on her chest only means that half of her soul was broken.” “She was distant and like an empty shell,” Dominick grumbled as Paxton nodded. He turned around to the big house. It was half burnt and upon entering, he could smell more of the chrysanthemum. Dried leaves, memories that turned
Ciel was worried as to why she was crying. But Bella seemed to be the same after she came back with no traces of tears on her face. From what he knows, people who are controlled with hypnotism turn out to be emotionless and numb. Dominick must have provided something very important that triggered her memories. He needed to make sure that everything was good for her. That she’s not hurt or it won’t trigger anything that would kill herself or kill everyone. “So, how about we walk by the gardens?” She then looked at the chains on her ankles. She can roam around the room freely, but stepping out would be very different. “I don’t think I can.” “Don’t worry,” He grinned. “We can use those magical chains again.” “Ask for your brother if he’ll~~” “You deserve some fresh air,” Ciel said. She looked away as she peered at the open curtains to see a beautiful view of the mountain below. “I don’t want to get in trouble.” “I see.” Ciel sighed. “Then, let me speak to my brother.” “He would
Ceil knew well that Dominick planned to punish her by making love to her. He was trying to get on his brother’s nerves to make him jealous so he’d find out that he loved her. And he doesn't have a choice but to treasure her. Somehow, people who had the person meant for them didn’t realize that protecting them, treasuring them, and caring with respect was something that they should do to keep them. And for his brother, it seemed to be different. But it seems people have ways of treasuring someone who could be called their other half. For Dominick and his current situation, he has to hide her or imprison her. Ceil sighed as he sat on his sofa Kyle was busy choosing the dresses for Bella to wear for their family dinner.“She’ll be having dinner with us. Isn’t she?” Kyle asked. “Yes, yes…” Ceil reached his forehead. “It’ll be great but what was Dominick doing? Showing her off to our family?” “But she’ll be our Queen, isn’t she?” Kyle asked as he took out a lavender long dress in a tub
Kyle came to give her the dress and shoes and help her with light make-up. She wore the family white diamond heirloom as earrings and the relic heirloom necklace. From whatever Dominick was portraying, it was a silent confirmation that she’d be their Queen. They could have a silent protest but the King would always be dominant. She checked herself on the full mirror and turned to him who was watching him with those deep hazelnut eyes. She walked toward him as her high heels clicked on the floor. She’s not used to wearing one and she tripped forward as he caught her. “Now, let’s find you something else.” “Kyle said that it matches the dress. Whatever. Let’s just go with dinner and end whatever formalities it is.” She sighed. He caressed her waist from the slender tube dress that she was wearing. His eyes burn at her body and if she’s in hell, she’ll already turn into ashes. He lowered his lips to her ear. “Right… I’ll strip off this dress later.” He takes her down to the dining ha
“Hello, Bella. You’ve grown so beautiful.” Cedric said as she looked up at him. She recognized him but she showed no expression. But somewhat Dominick was controlling when it came to the crowd. From the gentle squeeze on her shoulders, it only meant that he was planning something or he wanted her to act up like a nice submissive girl. She also knew that he was going to play big with Cedric as his poison tester. He knew well that she was familiar with Prince Cedric. Fifth in line to the throne of the Vampire Empire. “You are the same.” She said casually as she picked up her fork to eat. “Okay. Everyone.” He smiled. “Prince Cedric here could detect any ingredients in our food. He can’t be wrong. Right, Prince Cedric?” “Of course.” He sat not the spot where Dominick was supposed to sit, as he casually picked up the spoon and fork. Then, Dominick leaned over her and kissed her neck. “Let’s share the plate, my beloved.” He scooped her and he sat down as he placed her over his la
“You are beautiful even with tears.” He mumbled as he finally stimulated her emotions. One way to do that was to make her cry. Make her laugh. Make her feel all sorts of emotions rather than being numb. She sniffled as she continued sobbing. The pain that she’s been keeping was finally visible and her mate was watching her cry like it was some kind of entertainment. But one thing that she didn’t understand about Dominick. He was trying to help her let it go. She’s been keeping it for years. She doesn't even have time to mourn. “Oh, love… my beloved Bella.” He wiped her tears. “Cry all you want. You need to let it go.” He kissed her tears away but it kept coming. He finally took a tissue and wiped her tears and her snot. He tore off her dress and the rest of her clothes as he went to get a bottle of water. He undressed as he pinned her down and she sobbed and pushed him off. “No! I don’t want it tonight.” “Hush.” He kissed her nose. “You’ll have it tonight. Don’t worry, I’
Babysitting. It was what the King had instructed him. It wasn’t the exact words he said but it was what he meant. A prisoner that had the luxury to go around, in beautiful clothes, and lavish food. She was currently wearing anklets to keep her from running off in the castle. Paxton peered out from the window of his office. Watching the girl in a plain carnation pink dress, squatting and with her forearms over her knees and cheeks over her forearms. She lazily watched the butterflies perched from one flower to another while Cedric was humoring her about butterflies. “She’s not interested, dummy,” Paxton said as Cedric turned his head at him. He could hear him. “Ask her about flowers then. Dominick has been talking nonstop that she loves different types of flowers.” Cedric nodded. “Did you know that these flowers are exotic?” “I know.” Bella sighed. “I want to go there.” She pointed to the new tree that was planted. “Was it cherry blossoms?” “Yes, I think so.” “My ankles ca
She stared at nowhere while Cedric was babbling things about his current situation. Like the medicine that he’s currently making. “Make me a drink to sleep.” She said, “Just do it.” “I can’t.” He mumbled. She rolled her eyes. “Give me a strong one. I haven’t been sleeping well for the past few days.” She said. “Fine.” He said as he took out a bottle. “Just a drop on your tea. You’ll sleep well after.” “What happens if I put in more drops?” “It’ll be bad for your body.” He said. “Just one drop, okay?” She took it quickly as she sighed. “When will Dominick come home?” She asked. “I’m bored.” She stood as she went to the balcony to watch the chrysanthemum. “Tell me. What else did you remember back there?” “Besides a daily survival to kill each other?” She asked. “Yes.” He squinted his eyes when she said the word kill. It meant that some words wouldn’t be able to be used as hypnosis toward her. “So, is it safe to say that word? And you wouldn’t randomly go berserk?” “What?” S