A trip together to Paris!
I was amazed when Alexander mentioned the idea when our families had gathered on Sunday afternoons a month later after I had completely recovered.
The search has been halted into the intensive training of psychic energy strengthening for all witches. We can no longer detect the dark aura in the usual way.
Automatically, all levels of us have to train for another seven months of the big war when blood moon. Families of primary descent, pregnant women, lactating and having young children and old children will be exempt in preparation for the war.
"I thought it was a good idea, so they could get to know each other." Alexander's mother approves his son's proposition.
"Alexa, what do you think?" My mother left it for me.
"Come on, honey, and you can get to know each other better. Alexander more in France attended to the Ostrander business in Paris. Paris is so beautiful and romantic, anyway. You're going to love it. And if he's not nice to you, you tell me, I'll take care of him."
I smiled politely when Alexander's mother was clever enough to seduce me, and it seemed they were both already working together.
This month since the operation ended, we automatically rarely met. Alexander returned to France a few days after the last attack. He took the liberty of visiting me on the weekends. Doctors still controlled two weeks with me, and we only talked for a while, the rest of him talking to my family. Two weeks later, I trained in the hallowed training of the Pyrenees mountains in France to recover my condition, and I couldn't see him at all. I think I've been taking advantage of my injury for months despite the stress of this matchmaking arrangement.
And if his family had asked me like this, I couldn't refuse him. He'd know it. And he's now looking at me with that victory stare, or at least that's what I think of him.
"Fine, I'm going to Paris with Alexander."
I felt I was being led into a tiger cage.
"Then I'll pick you up Tuesday afternoon, and I'll still have some meetings in London." He ended the conversation of the trip with ease.
Suppose the legion helps this war by training and fighting in the next seven months. I gave myself and my whole life to be a vampire's wife in exchange for their help. Why do I always feel a balance sheet here?
"Alexa, can you accept the setup" Alexander cut off my melancholy reveries.
"By the way, I'll be ready Tuesday afternoon."
Let it go, and he won't dare force me on anyway. Or maybe, I should check it out first.
"Alex."
I went over to him when he checked the notification on his phone alone, separate from our mom and dad chatting casually.
"Yeah, what's up?" He answered without seeing me. He is a practical person who ignores the other person. Power will get you used to have practical. I'm not talking until he looks at me.
"What's wrong?" Finally, he stopped from his phone and looked at me.
"Why did you propose this?"
"You don't like my idea? I think a couple should get to know each other? The only way is to try living together. Otherwise, you'll always try to avoid me."
"I'm not avoiding you."
Well, yes, I'm always happy to skip a meeting with him.
"Is that it? Then no problem, the sooner we get to know each other, the better."
He's talking about this like he's talking about a business deal.
"Promise me."
"Promise what?"
Alexander's eyebrows rise. I stopped. Do I have to say this? I would be foolish to say something, so naive.
"That you will not touch me with force."
I felt my face burning, Alexander silent at the same time he was watching my face turn red.
"Hahaha."
He burst out laughing. It's what's so funny, god damn it. I waited quietly for him to stop laughing in disgust.
"You're weird, and you're talking like a 17-year-old virgin."
My face is getting so hot right now. Is it wrongs that I'm a virgin? I am the son of the first clan elder. Touching me means being responsible for me. And no one's ever done anything to me. The first-born position has brought both an advantage and a curse to my love life.
Alexander stopped laughing and took me seriously. He seems to have noticed something of mine.
"So, you…" He's not continuing. I looked at him ferociously, and I would calculate with him if he dared to continue his following words.
"This is interesting."
Now I might be a toy that arouses interest for him right now.
"I don't think I'm going to force you. That's not my way. But what if you put me on yourself?" He approached and whispered into my ear.
Damn, my heart starts pounding on her proximity. He must have a lot of pheromones that make women crazy about him. Plus, his quiet figure and posture are like that of a Greek god. Now I'm wondering when I saw her body yesterday. I must be crazy right now!
We look at each other. He's engaging, and his gray eyes can hypnotize you like they have a magnet of their own.
I relented, I let go of my sight. I will not win against him. For the first time in my life, I faced men with authority over me. Usually, I feel like I'm in control. But this time, it doesn't seem to be in my hands at all.
***
We arrived at Heathrow at seven o'clock and went straight to his private jet, who had been waiting. We sat opposite in the VIP seats.
I don't talk much. And Alexander also seems to be focusing on something. I heard him speak in French, and I understand not too much of the sentence. I let him with his world while I look for his busyness.
I'm still on good terms with Ahiga. And at the moment, it seems I happily greet him in the chat.
Our activities both stalled when the plane crew asked us to stop because the plane was about to take off.
"Sorry, there's a business issue to be cleaned up."
"It's okay."
"You want me to take you out to dinner in Paris tonight? We'll be up to eight o'clock, tomorrow Mom says she'll take you shopping in Paris, she'll pick you up at home. I have a job in the office tomorrow morning. I'll pick you up maybe eight or nine o'clock in the evening, depending on the completion of the meeting."
"I'm not too hungry. I need to tidy up my carry anyway. Maybe next time, we can order a burger for dinner. I don't want to eat at a formal restaurant."
"Alright"
He saw me with my handphone.
"Did you have a job in London before I asked you?"
"I'm one of six European regional commanders, and I'm supposed to be training and involved in the leadership team in seven months even though I can't engage in the main fighting. I'm not involved in any clan business, if you must know."
He nodded a slight nod.
"How is your arm, fully recovered?"
"I have, although the doctor says there may be side effects like tingling and reduced strength since this left hand is not so severe."
Let me ask you this time.
"What year were you born in, Alexander?" I asked her age, which was very important to me. He seemed to freeze before he answered me.
"1920."
So, he's almost 100 years old.
"Why did you decide to become a vampire?"
I'm continuing my question, I know it's a very personal question, but shouldn't we get to know each other? He sat there on the sofa staring at me.
"I'll tell you the reason and the whole story if you and I are ready, and we're ready to trust each other."
It makes sense, and you can't tell your life story to someone you barely know.
"Why are you still a virgin? You've never dated before?"
I was wide-eyed. That's the topic you didn't just say out loud. That's harassment.
"What kind of question is that? You're bothering me, not normal or something." My pitch is rising.
"I'm just asking. If you don't like men, you better tell them so we don't get caught up in some random relationship."
"Of course, I like men. Just nobody messes with the consequences touches me. That's it."
He looked at me closely, and I thought he could read people by looking that intense.
"Have you ever kissed?"
He pushed his face forward and placed his chin firmly in front of our table, so I automatically backed away. Now I smell that musk.
"Of course I have. You, what were you thinking?"
My face is heating up getting questions like that.
"Really? Not a goodbye kiss, a French kiss?"
He continued his sentence with his smile a dangerous flash appeared in his eyes. Alexander moves unbuckled. My heart was racing. He came up to the seat I was sitting on and reached off my belt seat.
"What do you want to do?"
He took my hand so that I was forced to stand up and quickly grabbed my waist took me to the big sofa next to our table. I got cornered at the end of the couch.
His big hand was holding my nape. At the same time, his other hand was holding my waist. I rebelled, pushed through his chest.
"What the... " I glared at him.
"Ssstttt, relax and enjoy Alexa."
His hand moved to my lips, stopping my words. And his eyes ashes locked my eyes. I relax! He must be crazy, and my heart is crazy right now. His breath swept over my face before his lips touched mine, I pushed him, but my energy was nothing. Her eyes closed, enjoying our first kiss. It's a psychopath!
The perfume of his masculinity invaded my nose, and many times has made me feel calm. He moved, twitching his lips down my lips, making me fall asleep. When I did not push him again, and my eyes began to close, he tilted his head against my tongue, further sweeping my upper lip and made my lips open in acceptance. His hands no longer pressed against my head but on the side of my jaw felt the tenderness of his touch. I unconsciously kissed him back and his burning tongue.
That kiss gave me no breath. When he releases me gently, and we both gasp.
"Why did you do it?"
I looked at him as I closed my lips. My heart is still beating wildly.
"I'm your groom, can't I get your kiss? Didn't I do well enough? And I'm not the waiting type."
He smiled softly and held my hand. Now he looks so adorable with his smile. Dear God, did I fall into his arms this fast?