Semua Bab The Vampire King's Obsession : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Dante's povI whisked the eggs for breakfast as I heard him come downstairs. Yesterday night he'd been closed off. Of course I knew why and I planned on banking on that fact.He wanted me. Not only did he want me but he wanted me desperately. Now all I had to do was actively pursue him. It was time to make a bold move. He needed to know I wanted him back, he was too desperate to really push back now. He couldn't even fight his need. I knew he'd been staring at me the whole film. I let him stare. I saw how hard he got through his pants. I heard the blood rush to his dick. I wanted him to beg. I'd held back so he made the first move and pleaded. He was at the doorway staring at me. I let him get an eye full. After a while he walked in. “Hey” he murmured in that morning bed sexy voice. “Morning Christopher, Here's your coffee” I handed him a cup and he took it from me. He finished his cup and set it on the counter. “Could you please cut the strawberries, pineapple and all the frui

Dante's POV I had to go to the office today. I visited once in a while to check on things but most times I was too busy to come there. I always brought my personal accountant with me. In this case I'd have brought Christopher and Alan but I let Christopher go with him. He needed space to run and hide a little and I let him have it. He had a girlfriend. Of course I knew that but he thought of her and felt guilty. I'd let him go because I wanted to give him a little space. He was mine, I'd already decided I wanted him and I didn't care about his poor little girlfriend. He hadn't thought about her the whole time he'd worked for me. That alone gave me an idea of how their relationship was. Christopher was an angel, so I knew the problem wasn't him, I mean him feeling guilty was part of that. I was willing to let him go off and deal with his guilt. Tell his girlfriend if he wanted to. She'd break things off and I'd have him. I didn't care. Trivial human things didn't matter to me. I w

Dante's pov As he got into my car I smelt someone on him. A woman. I felt the rage build in me. His girlfriend. What was her name again? Ashley. He hadn't broken up with her. Did he think this was a once in a lifetime occurrence? Did he think he'd pretend to forget and I'd let him off the hook. Well he was thinking wrong. I was a vampire. A beast of desire. I didn't care for human rules. I didn't care for human desires. He was mine and I'd have him. I planned on being subtle but he seemed to not be getting the point fast enough so I decided to amp the charm. I'd make sure he didn't go back home to her. I'd woo him over like I didn't my men and women. It was time to haunt like the predator I was. I leaned into his neck. He stiffened. I sniffed his neck. “You smell different” I smiled at him and he gulped. I rubbed my nose at his nape and then licked the place, skirting my tongue on his pulse feeling the warmth on my tongue. I could almost taste him. He gasped out loud clut

Dante's POVI waved some takeaway plates in front of him. He looked like a nerdy deer caught in front of a headlight. I loved distracted Christopher as much as I loved focused Christopher. As I learnt different parts of him, I couldn't help but enjoy all those parts. Last night, I met freaky Christopher, or at least saw him. When I entered the movie room, I knew he was there. I heard his panic in the corner, his thoughts basically harassing me. When he'd decided not to come out from where he stood, I'd decided to pretend I didn't know he was there. I faced him because come on. I'm a Cruel man. I wouldn't miss the opportunity to stress him out. I wanted him to wonder if I could see him or not. His thoughts had surprised me though. The way he longed. His desire was heavy in the air. So I decided to give him a show. Make the night a little fun. It started as a show for him but it was the best hand job I'd ever given myself in my centuries of life. The way his breath had hitched, his

Dante's pov We were in the car driving to the dinner. I could sense Christopher's nerves. He looked perfectly fine. You would never tell if you didn't know what to look for, but if you didn't, you'd notice him slightly tapping his feet. I wanted him to calm down so I extended my arm over and held his hand. His palm was sweaty, another sign. I held it all the way to the dinner as he calmed down. When we got there, he took a deep breath and I extended my hands to him. “You can hold me., I said and he shook his head. “I'll be fine”I was a little disappointed. I wanted him to hold my hands but I understood why he wouldn't want to. We came on time. I wasn't a fan of lateness and if I walked in there and they weren't waiting already, that'd count against them. We walked to the assigned table and they were already waiting for us. They stood up as I walked with Christopher. He looked fine. Anyone seeing him wouldn't even notice how desperate he wanted to please me. How much he wanted