At the attic was Hazel staring at the paintings which Xavier had done, they were beautiful
'Wow I never knew he could draw but why did he keeps it lock'. She said to herself
Hazel has always walked passed this room and every time she comes across it, it was always locked
'Maybe he forgot to lock it today' she continued staring at all the paintings one after the other. She caught sight of one of his wolves, the white one. Its face was drawn in a way that it looked like it was facing the person staring at it. She frowned cause it was the one that growled at her hours ago. She kept on staring until she came across a painting which was facing the wall not allowing one see what was drawn on it. She came closer tobit and tried turning it until Xavier's voice as heard
"Don't touch that" She turned around quickly and put her hands beside her
"I-I'm s-sorry, I-I d-didn't m-mean t-to enter here"
"But you did"
"The paintings caught my eye"
"And what can you say about it"
"They are extremely beautiful and scary"
"I know" he stepped inside and moved around the attic
"Why do you always lock it"
"Cause I wouldn't want anybody know that the lord spends his quiet time painting"
"It isn't bad for someone to paint right?"
"Nope, but painting is said to be a low status job"
"Ohhh" He gave her a tight smile
"But why are your painting of hell and scary things?"
"Haven't you heard the rumour of me being a demon" Hazel froze that instant, was it true?, is he really a demon?
"I t-thought it was a rumour'
" Hmmn"
'That's not an answer' she thought
"Do you believe the rumour?"
"I did believe but I've gotten to know you so I'm kind of not believing again"
"Why?"
"Cause you've shown me nothing but your good side except with my punishment., turning my words against me leaving me confused and teasing me"
"Only you says I'm good"
"That's because you show then your had side"
"I'm not good as you say Hazel, I've killed thousands with my hands"
"Most lords say so" He chuckled at her statement
"They say so just to brag, I'm not bragging"
"I know"
Hazel turned her head back to the painting she wanted yo turn over
"Curious, are we?" He said noticing how she looked at the painting
"Can I see it?"
"You can't"
"What's there that I can't see"
"You'll be shocked"
"I won't"
"And if you get shocked or surprised"
"You can take my blood" she said so cause it was the only way to get him to agree
"I just took blood from you hours ago ,aren't you weak?"
"No I'm not"
"Then deal"
He turned the painting and indeed Hazel's eyes opened wide in shock as he said. It was something she was never expecting to see, she thought it would be his mum's or dads painting but it was no where close. Staring right back at her was herself, she was lying on a bed with her hair sprawled all over. It was the painting of the time she was sick and played on his bed( reference THE FEVER). She didn't know he had imagined her in such position as this, she looked like she was about seducing someone
"The deal is on" Xavier said breaking her out of her thoughts
"How did you paint that" she asked still staring at it
"I just did"
"Didn't it affect you in a way"
"What kind of way are we talking about rabbit"
"You know"
"I don't"
"Then forget"
"We are forgetting something, our deal"
"It was never stated what time in the deal, so I could choose"
"I'm still weak"
"I can see that"
"And your still going to take my blood"
"No, just taste you"
"Just taste?"
"Yes, now come closer"
'I can't believe I'm going through this for the second time in a day' she thought as she got closer to him. Xavier didn't wait for her to come closer as she was walking slow, he grabbed her by her wrist and they moved to the couch
"We will be sitting now as your knees become weak each time"
Hazel slightly blushed, he sat down and gestured her to sit on his lap and face him such that she straddled him. She sat with her back high and he leaned closer. The intimate position was much for Hazel and she closed her eyes, he went straight to her neck and Hazel tightened her eye lids anticipating for his fangs to pierce her, he inhaled her scent from her beck and this sent tingling sensations to Hazel, goosebumps showed on her skin but Xavier wasn't done yet, he would hear her heart beating erratically as though it would explode any moment. He suddenly stopped and Hazel prepared her self but instead her kissed her neck gently which surprised Hazel, he kept kissing and soon began to suck and nib on her skin leaving hickeys behind. Hazel bit her lips to stop the weird noises that were trying to escape from her mouth
'Wasn't he meant to drink from her?' She asked herself
His kiss turned rough by the second, he kissed her like it was his last, like some hungry beast, showing dominance but at the same time gentleness. Later, he gave an airy kiss before he lifted his head
"Y-you said y-you w-w-were g-going to taste me"
"There are many ways to taste right, and moreover you said you were weak, I didn't want to leave you weaker if I drink from you"
Hazel immediately stood up and left the attic, he had just made her feel embarrassed,she had never been kissed before. He had not stolen her first kiss but this was much more further. He was raw and shameless, yes shameless, that's the right word. As she walked passed the corridors, she saw some maids and as usual they gossiped about her
"The whore is coming" one said
"Look how she's red, I wonder what they were doing alone in the attic" another said
"Obviously he bedded her"
"She has decided being a whore bringing shame to her family"
Hazel heard all what they said, she almost broke down at that point but she held it until she reached the room. She cried till she slept off
When Xavier came to room later in the day he found her sleeping and he woke her up
"I never knew what happened at the attic will make you sleep peacefully" he joked
"Never you try that again"
"What did you say"
"I said DON'T. TRY. THAT. AGAIN." She broke down again
Xavier bent down to her level
"What's wrong rabbit"
"Xavier …" for the first time she called his name and he knew she was serious "… I never planned to live my life as someone's maid, its just some uncalled conditions that had me left with no option. I had always been a girl with respect and of dignity, living a poor life and it was all okay" she said as she cried " but if working as your maid will take that away, I'll rather quit, I've had too many enemies just between two weeks, I've been insulted and he taken for a WHORE. I have never been called a whore and your practically making me seem like a sex worker in the eyes of others and I hate it. I thought taking blood from me is also a duty of a maid but if it means I will be tagged as a whore then you will have to stop, I feel ashamed when I pass and gossips are said about me. I've heard gossips of behind a bad luck in my family, that's why my dad went missing, I've heard gossips of being a witch , I've heard gossips of me being all the nasty things you can think of but I won't accept being called a whore. Look Xavier, If you plan on taking my modesty away from me then I won't give you, you can punish me all you want and can bear the fever but I won't bear being called a whore " her tears were uncontrollably pouring out, it pained her really. Xavier quickly pulled her into his arms and he gave her a tight hug, she cried on his chest soaking his shirt.