"Is this intimacy enough, my dear wife?"
"..........."
Hazel blinked again as she could not make any sense of how she ended up in his laps. Just a minute ago they were sitting beside each other on the round table and now..! Her hands were instinctively wrapped around his shoulders and his hands were resting on her waist.
His thighs were strong like stone and his muscles were rigid. It was not at all comfortable to sit over him but most important, he did not look affected at all!
Hazel could even see his dark lashes that were better than even her eyes and his pale faces that seemed to be shining. His thin lips and his handsome face. He was one of the sexiest masterpieces she has ever seen. But she knew that it was a lethal one. The beauty was only to distract the prey who came willingly towards their death.
She took her eyes away from his face to not have any kind of adult thought towards the man who could kill her with his only two fingers. He was not something she could handle.
He had noticed how the girl stared at his eyes and then her gaze lowered to his face until it was still on his lips but then she looked away. He had thought that she would be panicked and flustered when he would make her sit on his lap. But who would have thought that she would use the time to explore his face.
She was so different from normal girls that sometimes he failed to predict how she would react next. But that was what made him interested in giving her another glance that had never happened before,
"Do you need more intimacy?" he asked as the girl in his arms did not reply. There was a gentle smile on his face as if he was the most harmless person in the world, but their position only reminded her of the girl from yesterday.
How his fangs had pierced her soft skin and how he was savoring her blood.
With that thought her eyes instinctively went towards the table instead of him. As she had thought, there were red glasses in front of everyone except him.
He did not drink blood from the glass like others but directly from the bodies. The thought was enough to shudder her.
"What thought is keeping you occupied even when you are so close to me! It makes me irritated that your attention is not on me but on mundane things!" though his face was still calm with that harmless smile she could see his red eyes were forming a whirlpool. It seemed to glow and she knew better than anyone that he was telling the truth.
"......." could she say that she was thinking about how to save her life and it was much more important for her than anything else!
"My lord, I am hungry. So I was just looking at food and thinking, how will I continue to eat now that I am in your arms!" she could not show him how flustered she was!
She could show him lack of confidence. She was going to fake it till she would make it!
"Oh, I thought you wanted to have a drink, when you looked at everyone's glasses. Shall I order one for you too?" he asked and before she could deny his kindness, he had already pointed at a maid who brought a glass that was filled with the same red liquid that everyone else had beside them.
"Oh! That would not be needed. I think I am fine without eating!" 'how dumb of you to ask a human to drink water, you beast! Do you think everyone is like you who eats humans and drinks their blood? Even though her face still has a pleasant look, she has started to cuss him hard, deep in her heart.
"Oh please, I insist!" with that he moved the glass closer to her lips. She wanted to deny him one more time, but she was afraid that if she would open her mouth, he would slip in all the content of the glass in her mouth.
She gritted her teeth and held them tightly shut so that he could not invade it as she raised her head to show her defiance, but surprisingly when he looked into her eyes, she noticed a strange glint in his eyes and she found herself parting her lips.
A smile bloomed on his lips as he poured the content in her mouth only then did she blink and come back to her senses.
But it was too late, the content had already touched her taste buds and passed her throat while entering.
Her eyes widened and she decided to puke, throwing all her pretense away for a minute when she realized that she did not feel nauseated with the taste.
"It was…" 'it was not blood as she had expected!" her hands moved to her throat as she touched it with surprise when she heard him chuckling close to her ears that left her shivering,
"Though red wine is famous in the empire, I have never thought that you would like it so much! If you want, I can give you another glass later." his eyes shone as he said so and then let me go.
I took the benefit of his distraction when he moved to put the glass on the table and sat back on my seat. How much better did it feel when her feet touch the ground.
But if that was only wine! Then last night Scarlet tricked her!? Her eyes snapped back to Scarlet but found her fuming only.
Just when she sat back, she felt a sharp stare from the other side and turned to look at the girl that was sitting beside Damien! She was looking at Hazel as if she would burn her alive! Why was she in such a bad mood?
And most importantly, who was she?