บททั้งหมดของ Sold To The Cruel Vampire King: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Naomi PovI opened the door to my room and stepped out, smiling at Emma as we made our way to the elevator. She wore a pair of dark jeans that hugged her slender frame and a blue shirt that matched the color of her eyes. I, on the other hand, was in a tourist mood. I wore a red maxi boho dress that was stretchy at the top. It flowed freely from below the breast and had a slit at the side. It seemed Lucian loved dresses with slits because that's what he had been ordering for me. Right from the ball gown he had ordered for me a few weeks back to the bikini cover up he bought three days. And now this.Well, I wasn't complaining. Everything suited me. I might just make him my personal fashion stylist. I chuckled at the thought and that got Emma's attention. "What are you laughing about?" She shouldered me playfully. It was just both of us in the elevator, since our penthouse suite was the only one on that floor. "Nothing really," I shrugged, not wanting to divulge that my source of

Naomi PovLucian was angry, no, livid. I kept quiet as we got into the elevator, not wanting to do more damage. I should have kept quiet, but I didn't know why I felt the need to see him rile up.Well, I have gotten my wish and I have never been more terrified. He got out of the elevator, striding to the beach and I struggled to keep up.He didn't seem to mind. He didn't even slow down, and I knew he could hear me puffing behind me as I ran. Stupid vampire.He stopped and turned back, his eyes blazing. Even under the cover of darkness, I could see the two red dots that were his eyes. "You know what? I wanted to calm down by the beach and I needed you in my sight, but since you just called me a stupid vampire, I guess we're going to do things only a stupid vampire would do."Damn, he read my thoughts. Why do you like invading my mind? I screamed in my head."Maybe because you like to project them on me, unknowingly though. It doesn't matter anyway." With that, he scooped me in his arms

Naomi PovI woke up the next morning feeling weak. It was to be expected though. I had expended a lot of energy and excitement when I went shopping with Emma, then the whiplash I got when Lucian had run off at vampire speed while carrying me. I knew it was all going to bite me in the backside sooner or later.I groaned as I got up, slipping my feet into the fluffy bunny slippers I had bought yesterday. Moving quietly, I entered the kitchen and fixed myself a cup of coffee. I carried it back to the room with me and I lay in bed as I sipped it while reading one of the books Lucian had gifted me.I was engrossed in the book I was reading and didn't know how much time had passed, until a knock sounded on my door. “Come in,” I answered, highlighting the page I was reading before turning my attention back to the door. Lucian strolled in, casually balancing a tray of food in one hand and a gift box in the other. My heart raced as I tried to guess what he had gotten for me this time around.

Naomi PovDinner was a dream come true. Lucian ordered a buffet and I tasted all the food that was brought to us. He really went out of his way.Right now, we were watching the city through the glass after dinner as we waited for dessert. Lucian had a glass of whiskey in his hand as usual. I had refrained myself from asking for the limousine, but I couldn't stop myself now. "Why do you always drink whiskey?" I asked him. He stared at me for a moment. He looked disoriented, like someone snapped out of a daze. "I have acquired a taste for whiskey. Not like it does anything to vampires like me, but it has slowly become an addiction." He answered before turning his gaze back to the scene before us.I was confused. "You said it doesn't do anything to vampires. Does that mean you can't get drunk by drinking whiskey?""Yeah. That was what I meant."I had so many questions at that point. If drinking whiskey didn't get him drunk, then what happened the first night at the hotel? How did he ge

Naomi PovI flipped through some books in amazement while some caught my fancy right away. Lucian was being generous about letting me borrow them, and although I wanted to ask how he had access to this place, I decided to leave it be. It doesn't really matter anyway.Before I knew it, I had a stack of about twenty books in Lucian's arms. I had barely noticed it when he began to collect the books from my hands as I put aside the ones I found interesting and returned others I didn't want back to the shelf. I watched as he made his way to a table to set down the books before returning, and I realized in shock that there were already three stacks on the table. That should amount to around eighty books I had kept aside because they caught my fancy. How had I selected such a large amount without even noticing? As Lucian came back to my side, I fought back the urge to take more. I already have more than enough. I turned my back to the shelf to resist the temptation, but that was easier sai