Chapter 2

Charlotte Petriokias:-

" Hey, stop," I called the waiter to stop so I could take a glass of champagne from the tray. The waiter stopped and bowed in front of me in respect. I nodded at him to rise.

" Your highness, can I leave now?" the waiter asked for permission. I smiled at him politely and nodded him to go. I know I am worried, upset, angry, and so much more because I am fighting with mixed emotions and don't know what to do. Yeah, I am attracted to Zacharias, but I can't get my mind off the thought that he is five hundred years older than me. Why? Why do I get to have the older mate?

" I don't think drinking is a better idea, woman." I heard the demon growl behind me as he reached for the glass of my champagne and gulped my drink down his throat in one gulp while I glared at him in anger.

" I don't like it when someone touches my thing and claims them like their own." I state in a rude tone while taking the empty glass from his hand and throwing it against the wall, grabbing my attention in the process, " What? Is there any show going on? Mind your own business." I asked.

" Wow, playing hard to get, huh? I like it. I like my woman wild and feisty, to be honest. You are definitely made for me." Zacharias said, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me close to his body and grinding his groin against my front, making my eyes go wide in shock. Please don't tell me. It's his member poking at my front. I murmured mentally and saw him bringing his face close to mine

"And, princess. I don't want to claim on your things but on you from head to toe, every single inch inside and outside this perfect body. So, get this thought out of your mind that you are going to reject me because I won't allow you to do that." he states in a stern tone, with his eye colour changing into the red.

" Let me go," I said with gritted teeth and showed him my fangs in a threatening way.

" Your fangs doesn't scare me." he chuckles " Instead, it turns me on."

" And your red eyes don't scare me, your highness," I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes. "Are you going to let go of me politely, or do I have to push you away and kick your ass?" I asked with a raised brow.

" I want to see you try, princess." he whispered in my ear and breathed against my skin, sending shivers down my spine, and if it wasn't enough, I was a goner when he blew against the crook of my neck and placed a soft kiss on it, and I found myself melting in his arms and with his charms " I am going to kiss you," he announced making my eyes open wide like a saucer.

" What?!" I asked breathlessly, and before I could push him away, I found myself pinned up against the wall of the empty corridor in my own palace, caged under his body with my arms held above my head by the demon. My demon. One moment I was surrounded by the audience at the party, and the next moment, he brought me here with his inhuman speed.

" You did not just do that," I murmured, pushing him away, grabbing him with me down the corridor with my own inhuman speed this time, and pinned him against the wall while the man grinned, looking at me.

" Wow, I love it when you do that. Now, what? Are you going to kill me?" he asked with a sexy smirk. I brought my face close to his, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, licked my lower lip, and nibbled on it as I looked into his eyes while giving a seductive look and let out a mental chuckle when I saw the man gulp.

" Or maybe I am going to kiss you," I replied in a seductive tone and smashed my lips on his for a kiss because, man, this temptation was killing me and as much as I was trying to deny this attraction and resist it but I couldn't because the man had bound me into some kind of his love spell that I can't get out of, or maybe I don't want to get out of it myself, but at the same time I don't want to mate with him because he is not what I imagined in my dreams and wished for.

I thought I would find a mate in my early twenties or something who could understand me. I know age is just a number, and I am making an issue of it when we all supernatural creatures stop aging after age eighteen. I took Zacharias by surprise with my sudden move making his eyes wide this time.

He wrapped his hand on the back of my neck, pulled me closer to him, and squeezed my ass with his other free hand as he kissed me back and deepened the kiss. He tastes pure strong alcohol and spice with a bit of cinnamon, and I like it. I fucking loved his taste.

We both moaned and groaned in the kiss and intertwined our tongues. We let them dance as we deepened our kiss further, getting completely lost in the moment and one another. I felt Zacharias' hand go down on the hem of my golden slit dress.

He yanked the ham up, inserted his hand under my thigh, gave a soft squeeze on my inner thigh, and ran his hand up and down without breaking the kiss while I leaned against his body, completely getting lost in him and melting in his arms.

His hand reached my soaking panties and cupped my sex. He lets out a satisfactory groan after breaking the kiss apart, breathing heavily, and looks into my eyes with his darkened eyes full of lust for me. My breathing matches his, and my eyes are filled with lust and desire for this man.

" You don't want to accept me as your mate, and yet you are dripping wet for me, sugar," Zach murmurs in a husky tone while pulling my panties to the side so his hand can touch my soaking wet pussy for him. I gasped with the contact of his touch, and so did he when his finger slipped between my folds.

" Fuck, I need a taste of it." he growled, turning me around so this time I was the one pinned against the wall, and he was on his knees with his face just right to my front as he yanks my whole dress up and rips my panty in one single tug making me gasp.

"Uh," I gasped and watched him put my panties in his pockets. He looks up at my bare pink pussy and then at me with a grin. I don't care who walks in here and watch me committing a sin with the devil. My devil. I just want him to do something, touch me, lick me. I don't care. I am feeling so desperate for the touch of this man.

" Beautiful," he mumbles and leans closer to inhale my scent and just when I thought he was going to make a move, he pulls back with a shit-eating grin and stands back on his feet. I watched him fixing his clothing while I stood there with my mouth opened in an O as I looked at this man. He didn't just pull away from me.

"What are you doing?" I asked with uneven breathing.

" As much as I would love to continue that but I won't since you don't want to accept me as your mate and are not at all attracted to me." he speaks " I just gave you the taste of what you are going to be missing if you plan on rejecting me," he said and walked away leaving me hanging.

No one ever walks away from me. I am Princess Charlotte. The spoiled vampire princess and very well known as a brat. I fixed my own clothing in a hurry, walked forward, and passed by him. Just when I was passing by him, he grabbed me by my arm and pulled me to his body.

" Wha..." I couldn't finish the sentence because his lips were on mine. I wanted to kiss him back, but I resisted because he had just left me hanging in there not even a few seconds ago, and how dare he kiss me without my permission? I pushed him away and glared daggers at him.

" How dare you kiss me without my permission?" I asked with gritted teeth.

" What? You are allowed to kiss me without my permission, and I am not?" he asked, leaning close to me once again and trapping me with his body " You are mine, sugar. I can do whatever I want to do with you. Whenever I want because you only belong to me and only me." he declares in a possessive tone.

" Leave me alone." I barked in his face and pushed him away. Why am I acting like that to him? Didn't I want to find my own mate today? But, I thought of him as around my age or a little older than me, just like my brother found his mate around his age because the same age or close to the same age makes a perfect bounding, in my view. This time I ran at an inhuman speed without giving him a chance to catch me again. I ran, reached where my family was standing, and let out an unladylike groan.

"I am so gonna kill him with my own fucking bare hands", I announced, earning chuckles from my siblings, who were amused with teasing grins on their faces.

"Kill who?" my little brother asked with a grin on his face, already knowing the answer to my question.

"That fucking demon king, Zachary Stone", I replied, throwing my hands in the air.

"And please care to enlighten us that why are you gonna kill your mate?" Ashrina asked with a matching grin like Asher.

"Because he fucking kissed me without my permission", I replied with a growl running my hand on my face. I am attracted to this man, and I should accept him. Should I or should I not? Do I want to kill him or spend my whole life with him?

"But you loved it", came the voice of Zacharias, who was standing just next to our father, coming out of nowhere.

"YOU", I whispered while pointing my finger at him. "Didn't I ask you to leave me alone?" Iasked.

"Yes, you did, sugar, but I can't do that", he replied, shrugging his shoulder " Stop resisting yourself and just give in to me. Why are you playing hard to get when it is so obvious that you are attracted to me? What is holding you back?" Zacharias asked, confused.

"Ugghhh, let's cut this fucking cake and get over it so that this party finishes and that annoying man goes back," I said, picking the knife in my hand from the tray that the waitress just brought for cake cutting and saw my siblings burst out laughing.

I signaled both Asher and Ashrina to hold the knife with me as we walked together towards the cake and cut it while everyone clapped. We were just done cutting our cake when Uncle Marc came running to my dad, looking worried and whispered something in my dad's ear; when dad's eyes widened, he looked around at everyone.

"The palace is under attack by the vampire hunters, and they have killed our guards", my father, the king of the vampires, ordered everyone pulling mom close to him protectively. "Everyone charge. We have got some vampire hunters to kill," when dad announced that Zacharias was by my side in a heartbeat and pulling me close to his body protectively.

" Stay by my side," he orders in a dominant tone, yet pure worry was on his face for me that truly touched my heart.