125. Tell me your name

Irinira POV

I almost giggled out loud as I saw him looking at his bed with a horrified expression on his face--- as if it wasn't just a simple bed, but one made of thorns or nails.

Poor Theo, afraid of the scary lady visiting him at night.

The fact he should be afraid of me was beside the point.

For all he knew, I was only a sexy female spirit sent to pleasure him in his dreams. Or his days. Or his nights.

I wasn't bound by the chains of time and I wanted Theo to know it.

A healthy dose of respect would go a long way with getting my little Theodore to accept the fact he was mine. Mine for as long as I wanted him. Mine until I decided to drain his life force dry.

"Charlotte?" he called out softly.

His voice was almost a whisper; I could tell he felt a mixture of embarrassment and curiosity calling out into what should be an empty room.

A part of me melted a little for him again and I wondered if I might just let Theo go when I was done with him.

I'd never done that before. It wou