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Chapter 8 - CHAPTER 8: MC POV

MC POV:

The moment she stepped out, the world halted.

Time… stopped obeying. 

The moment I first laid my eyes on her I knew

 she was the one. 

Her long hair fell in soft waves. Like I could

 fucking wrap my fingers around it and pull it

 back as I thrust into her from behind. 

These words echoed in my head. 

And that dress, it wasn't just a fabric on skin, it 

was temptations stitched in silk. 

Her scent… fuck.

Her blood… was the sweetest thing I've ever 

tasted. Like fucking Vanilla and strawberry

 mixed. And when I tasted her skin. When I 

sucked her nipples. Fuck. Those moans… I still 

can't get it out of my head. 

The mark I left on her nipples and above it, 

throbbed in my veins. 

I could feel it even now, hidden beneath that 

modest neck line. 

She tried to hide it. She didn't understand what 

she was or what she did to me.

My eyes dropped to where her heart beat 

fluttered—right under my lips yesterday. I had

Sucked there to claim the bond, to silence the

ache. It didn't work. 

If anything, It made the beast in me worse

Her lips parted. She trembled. Of course she 

would because she's fucking shy. Her fingers 

trembled against her dress. So unaware of the 

power she held. The power to ruin me. 

"Get in."

She stilled for a moment before walking to the

 car door. 

Her heavy mounds bounced with every step. 

She entered the passenger's seat but fuck if I 

didn't wanted to open the fucking door for her 

like the gentleman I am not. 

I entered the driver's seat, starting the engine. 

"You look good."

My voice came out rougher than I intended. 

I couldn't even say what I wanted to say. How 

much I wanted to praise her till she begged me 

to stop. 

"Th-Thank you sir." 

She stammered.

The drive was silent. It took every ounce of my 

control not to pull her into my lap. Suck that 

breast where I had placed my mark on her. To 

drink her blood dry. To taste her! To make her 

squirt on my fucking lap. 

My jaw clenched. 

We reached the ten star restaurant. Mine. 

I bought the restaurant for us. Only for tonight. 

I placed my hand on the small of her back. Her 

body was soft. Gosh, if I didn't want to extend 

my claws and rip that dress off her… I could

 feel her tremble.

She was scared. She was shy. 

We walked in, the staff bowed in respect. 

I pulled out a chair for her. Watched her tit 

jiggled as she sat down before getting on my

 own chair… 

The waiter brought the menu. 

As she looked at the menu, I kept staring at 

her. I couldn't believe her childhood friend saw

 this beauty, watched her eat before I could 

take her out. When I scented him on her 

yesterday. I wanted to rip his heart off his 

chest. I wanted to lick every part of her body till 

she smelled like me forever. She's so fucking 

beautiful. Her white hair seems unnatural but 

styled perfectly. That body. 

Her eyes met mine. She immediately looked 

away. shy. But God what that did to me. I could 

see her blush. 

"I want this"

She said, Choosing just pasta and drink. 

I could fucking buy all the restaurants in the 

world if she just thinks about it. 

I called the waiter and chose whatever she was 

having because while she was choosing, I was

 staring at her the whole time. 

The waiter was ogling her and it made my 

blood boil. 

"Get the food before I serve your head for a 

platter."

He left immediately. 

The order came and she ate shyly as if 

uncomfortable. Maybe because of yesterday 

night. 

"You're afraid of me? Or was it because of

 Last night?"

She trembled. 

"No.. No sir."

I know she was lying. She is afraid of me and 

what I could do to her but only if she knew how 

much I'm controlling myself. How much she's

 doing to me. I had to start taking some 

medicine to suppress my instincts. If not, by 

now I would have been truly transformed and 

it's only her–

She interrupts kindly. 

"It's delicious sir."

"I guess it is."

I haven't even tasted my food because I can't 

imagine getting anything else on my tongue 

instead of her blood.

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 …. Anastasia pov… 

"Why… why did you put that mark on me sir?"

He chuckles darkly.

"Because you're mine."

"I'm not… I'm not yours sir."

She smiled innocently. 

I trembled slightly. Uncomfortable in my dress.

"You belong to me whether you accept it or not.

 And you will soon accept it."

"I'm done eating."

He says softly and stands up.

"Let's go."

He paid the bills before we left. 

I entered the car and he drove off immediately. 

His hands clenched tightly around the steering 

wheel as if restraining himself. 

"Are you okay s–"

He interrupts. 

"Don't… Don't say another word."

The ride was silent till we reached the mansion. 

He packs in the driveway.

"Get out."

"Huh? Sir."

"Leave before I pull you to the back seat and

 fuck you senseless."

I opened the car door to leave before a hand 

pulled me out and started kissing me. 

It was Mr Aristarkh.

I tried to pull back. But his grip on my head was

 firm. His hands groped my right breast.

 I managed to pull back, my breathing heavy.

 

"Sir. I… I can't breathe."

"You shouldn't."

"His fangs extended, leaned down to bite my 

neck."

I trembled, gripping his shirts tightly. My Legs 

trembling slightly.

"Ahnnn sir?..."

He pulls back, licking the wound closed. 

His eyes glowing red like he's losing control. 

"I bow my head down. Shy and afraid to look at 

this beast."

He speaks up.

"Let's go in."

His eyes come back to normal.

"O-Okay sir."

I walked alongside him. 

I kept on tripping because I was uncomfortable 

and afraid. 

"Are you afraid of me?"

Y-Yes sir. You. Almost were a beast right now. 

He chuckles almost softly. 

"And whose fault is that."

"Huh? But… I did not do anything."

He lifted my chin with his thumb, forcing me to 

look at him.

"Earlier. Your kiss. It was clumsy. Was that your 

first kiss?"

I felt my hands trembling. I turned my face from 

embarrassment, making his hand drop from my

 chin. 

"Answer me. Truthfully."

"Ye-Yes sir."

He chuckles darkly. 

"Good. I'm glad I was your

first and let's keep it

 that way. No one gets to touch you but me.

And you're not allowed to let anyone touch

 you."

He was clearly referring to Aristarkh. 

He turned and started walking away expecting 

me to follow. I followed him. 

But little did I know that someone was watching 

 me down the corridor. Madam Vivika. 

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