Chapter Ten

Naomi's Pov

"Time for what?" I replied.

His cologne wafted into my nostrils and I sighed softly, inhaling it secretly and basking in the scent. 

He stopped in front of me and tipped my head upward with a light finger and, for the first time, I felt a bolt of electricity run through my arms. I was feeling a certain way, but I couldn't move an inch. It was almost as though I was hypnotized staring into his deep green eyes.

"Time to get what I want." He said, while his eyes darted toward the clock in my room. I was a bit taken aback by his reluctance to get down with me. It was almost as though he was making an effort to converse with me. 

As a good judge of character, I deduced that talking to me was taking a toll on him and that he was going to snap very soon. 

I was pushed to speak more just to see how he would react. It would be good to see him maybe get angry or stuff like that. 

I touched his shoulders and ran my hands seductively down his chest but this time, thankfully, he didn't push me away, and I smiled at him. Every man had a weak point. I knew that I was skilled at seduction if I put my mind to it. 

I inched closer to him and gazed into his lovely eyes. They could make anyone swoon. If I had such eyes, I was sure that I would have customers draping over my arm and falling over themselves just to get a piece of me which I wasn't sure that I wanted to share with anyone except I deemed them fit. "So, you were saying?" I teased.

His eyes darted behind me and I followed his gaze. It rested on the clock, it was almost two a.m. Why was he acting this way?

"Can you shut up for a second?" He replied, and I got pissed. I was just trying to manage the trash that he was trying to dump my way.

"I'm sorry if I offended you," I said, and he nodded in my direction for a minute. What an ass!

"Really?" 

I looked up, "Hmm?"

"You think I'm an ass."

I blinked and immediately remembered my manners. It wasn't proper to say this to my buyer. What if he fed me to the dogs? This man was stressing me the hell out. I wouldn't be in this state of dilemma if he had just done what he brought me here for! Sleep with me. Never had I imagined that a day would come where I would be begging a man to have sex with me. 

That was my job. I didn't want to spend the greater part of the night thinking what his motives were.  "No way am I sleeping with you." 

I glared at him but later wore a smile to conceal the burning anger in my mind. What was my business with him in the first place? " Oh, do I disgust you? Do I not look presentable enough? I twirled so that he saw what he was missing.

Wasn't it weird that he didn't look my way? He just stared at me as though it was a statue who was speaking to him and I felt genuinely offended. I was an attractive woman if I did say so myself, so why was he acting as though I was trash? 

If he knew that he didn't want me, why buy me then? 

"So, tell me, if you don't want me, what do you want from me?"

"Is that only what you're worth, sex?" He replied, and my head spun in anger. 

"What?" 

"Is that the only thing that you're thinking about? I can't blame you, though you're just a stripper." He replied in a grating tone.

"Are you going to deny that you don't find me attractive?" 

His pupils swirled and I blinked in shock. This was mind-blowing. I had never seen anything like it. "I don't want you for sexual purposes," he whispered.

My mouth went dry, and my tongue snaked out to wet them instinctively. 

" Oh? What do you want? I inquired, and he smirked, showing some dimples which I had never seen in the last few days. 

My eyes were a bit hazy as I stared at him. I blinked to get rid of the weird feeling. "I want your blood." 

"My what?" 

"You see, I want something more than sex. It doesn't mean anything to me, that's why I bought you." He said, and my eyes opened. I stumbled backwards as I stared at him in horror. There was something that almost made me lose my mind. What the hell? 

"M-my blood?" I repeated, hoping that I hadn't heard what he said. "You want my blood?" 

"Yes, I do. That's why I bought you."

I took two steps backwards and my legs almost hit the bed. My legs buckled but I caught myself. "You're not kidding." I replied.

I didn't know what was going on, "You can't take my blood. I can't accept that. Why would you want my blood?" I demanded.

"I can." 

"Oh, goodness, gracious. Are you kidding me right now?" I replied.

He reached for me and I tried to wiggle out of his hold, to no avail. " What the hell is wrong with you?

"No way am I going to allow you to suck my blood because..."

He grabbed my hand firmly and stared into my eyes. "You don't have a choice," he replied. His eyes bored into mine and I felt a bit woozy. What was happening? I wondered. 

"What are you doing to me?" I demanded, his eyes were swirling, and they looked alluring, like a siren drawing me in and making my head spin. I mean, why would I even be thinking of that?

"What I should have done from the beginning." He whispered, and I blacked out as his fangs sank into my neck.