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Julia: How's New York? How are the sisters?
It was late at night, as Vincent wandered through the halls of his villa. He looked out one of the large windows and saw that the sun had set hours ago. It had made place for the full moon and hundreds of stars. He walked and walked, as his legs carried him further. The halls seemed endless and at a certain point, very unfamiliar. He furrowed his brows and suddenly came to a stop in front of a red door. He was certain that none of the doors in his home was painted red!
As he contemplated whether he should open the door and find out what was inside, it swung open and there she was. Catherine…
An unbearable ache filled his heart, as he looked at the woman he loved so much. She walked away and stopped right in front of the large window. As he followed her, she turned around. She looked so beautiful! Catherine was wearing a white Grecian dress and her feet were bare. Her hair shone almost magically, as the light of the moon fell on those wavy locks.
The closer he got, the faster his heart seem to pound against his rib cage. No other woman had that kind of effect on him. The second he reached her, he automatically took her hands in his.
She looked up at him, her eyes filled with love.
"You came back." He whispered, as he brought her hand towards his lips.
He kissed it and closed his eyes for mere seconds. As Vincent opened his eyes, Catherine let out a happy sigh and nodded, .
"Yes. I came back for you. I love you. Don't you know?" she replied, as he heard her heartbeat kick up a notch.
He nodded and caressed her cheeks. Her gorgeous red rose cheeks…
She looked at him intensely, making him think that he was going to drown in her gorgeous, hazel eyes. He wouldn't mind dying, as long as he was able to look at those hazel orbs forever. The next thing he knew, she was unbuttoning his shirt. As it fell on the floor, making him bare from the waist up, his heart fluttered in his chest. Her eyes were filled with love, lust and desire. Her hand landed on his warm chest, her breathing becoming heavier.
As she drew invisible patterns on it with her fiery fingers, Vincent's mind formed incoherent sentences, as his eyes fell shut.
"Baby… mine…need you… please." He uttered.
As a wonderful shiver went through his whole body, Vincent opened his eyes. He grabbed her hand, making her stop.
"Why are you torturing me?" he whispered, as his chest heaved.
Without even letting her reply, he grabbed her gently by the head and crashed their lips together. She immediately responded and kissed him back fiercely. As their lips moved, his hands wandered up and down her sides. She wrapped her arms around him, desperately attempting to have him as close as possible.
As the sweet scent of her hair invaded his nostrils, he felt his whole body tremble. He couldn't hold back anymore… it was too late.
The kiss wasn't soft or sweet, but hard and passionate, full of desire and longing for one another. At one point, she tore her lips from his.
"I need you, baby." She whispered, her voice filled with passion.
At that, he picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She whimpered, as he walked across the room towards the bed. He gently placed her on it, as he looked at her lovingly.
"Come here, baby." She moaned, her breathing ragged and shallow.
He crawled on top of her and crashed his lips onto hers again. She whimpered, when he grabbed her hands and placed them above her head. Her lips parted, giving him the opportunity to plunge his hot tongue into her willing mouth.
As their tongues battled, clothes were being removed, ALL of their clothes. Vincent was hovering over her and at a certain point his eyes glowed golden.
"Catherine." He moaned, as he focused on staying human.
"Yes" she said in between kisses. She was making sexy, soft sounds that drove him completely mad!
"I love you so much." He said and bit her softly on her shoulders.
"Baby, please. I need you." She moaned loudly.
Vincent was on the verge of losing his self control. He was trying to hold onto it, but she made it so hard for him. She made it worse by grabbing his face and looking him with pleading and needy eyes.
"Catherine, I can't wait any longer. I have t… I have to…" He begged incoherently.
"Claim me? You have to claim me? Then please do. I'm right here. What are you waiting for, baby?" She said, her voice trembling and full of desire.
Suddenly she was gone and he was all alone again. Vincent felt the cold instead of the hot feeling he had moments before. From afar, he heard someone calling his name…
He woke up, gasping for air.
"Vincent! Wake up! Now!" he heard a cold voice say.
That voice seemed oh so familiar. As his eyes and the rest of his senses adjusted to his surroundings, he locked eyes with the person.
"What are you doing? Have you gone insane?! Let me out of here! Now!" Vincent shouted.
He was caged like a wild animal with no way out. There were no windows, just one door made of bars. As he leaped towards said person, Vincent turned completely. The Beast roared and attempted so hard to break down the door, using all of his strength. But it was no use, it didn't budge one inch.
"Don't bother, okay? It's made of the hardest steel. Stop it, you are gonna hurt yourself!" the person ordered.
As he turned back into his human form, Vincent stared the person down.
"What the hell are you doing?" he growled.
"What I'm doing? I'm obeying orders." Said person replied.
"What? Who's orders?!" he asked, completely confused.
"The man who burned down your beautiful villa." The person answered.
"What?! But why? Why are you even involved in all of this?! I promise you, if you people hurt one hair on Catherine's head, I will tear you all into shreds!" he threatened, as his chest heaved from anger and rage.
"It's all about her, huh? Your precious miss Chandler!" the person retorted.
" Tell me, who the hell is he?!" Vincent asked, his claws appearing.
"In time you will find out who he is." The person said.
"I don't get it… I did as he said and sent Catherine back to New York. Why am I here?!" Vince said.
The person nodded." Yes, she went back. But you went after her! You shouldn't have gone after her; you didn't stay away from her. And that pissed him off!" the person snapped.
"Why? Why is he doing this?! Tell me!" he demanded.
Instead of answering him, the person deliberately changed the subject.
"You wanna see something? It's a picture of your precious girl… with someone else. They do look very good together. See?"
As she showed him pictures of Catherine and Adon Papadakis together, Vincent felt himself turning again.
"This one is of them kissing at the party the night I shot you with a tranquilizer gun… And this one is of them having lunch… Awww, he is comforting her… This one is of them..." she said, but he cut the person off.
"SHUT THE HELL UP! NOW!" He roared loudly, as he tried to focus on not turning.
The person laughed at him and hissed." She doesn't want you anymore. She has found someone else. You have lost your Beauty and will rot in here till you die."
As Vincent realized that the person was probably right, he felt a gnawing pain in his heart. He remembered all the hurtful words she used, when she spoke of him at the party her firm had organized... Catherine.. his Beauty. He closed his eyes and sank to the floor. He has lost his Beauty...
"I could've been your Beauty, you know. You only had to love me like you love her, but Demetrios was more important to you than me." the woman said, her voice shaky.
Vincent opened his eyes and gave her a look full of hatred."How dare you say his name. GO TO HELL, Alexia!" Vincent whispered, as he gave in and gave up.
It was no use. There was no reason to fight for Catherine, if she had given up on their love. There was no reason to try to break out of this hell hole. He had no reason… no reason to live… no reason whatsoever.
Do you think Catherine has moved on?! Has she given up on their love?! REALLY?!
Well, you know what to do if you want chap 33. :)
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