24 - The Royal Vampire

MAVERICK

Sofia’s brother looked exactly like a prince from a children’s fairytale book. He was the male equivalent of Sofia with his stormy blue eyes and dark wavy hair. He even wore the same frown and the unwavering overconfident glare.

I laughed.

“Something funny inmate?” The guard asked.

“Nothing.”

He locked me in a visiting room with a wall separating me and Dimitri. There were shackles around my wrists.

“You have ten minutes.”

Dimitri didn’t smile, did not greet, just continued to bore holes into me with his heated stare. I knew from the look on his face that he was looking down on me. I was just too wild for the blue-bloods. No doubt he wanted to put his hands through the bars and strangle me. As long as he wasn’t showing any fangs, I didn’t need to be hostile.

“Sofia must have told you about me.” He started.

“She did. Let’s cut to the chase. Why did you want to see me?”

“Because you’ve brainwashed my sister, you sick bastard!”

I did not expect that outburst.

I laughed, “How ol