The second chapter. :) I am still trying to develop the story in my mind, but I hope it will get better in time.
Christian's POV
Having in my arms the woman that had plagued my dreams, was incredible. I have had so many lovers during the centuries, but even holding Angelina's body in my arms as I carried her to the car, was the most amazing feeling I have ever felt. My head was getting dizzy from the wonderful scent and that she was finally here, with me. A dream come true.
'' I didn't want it to be like this.''- I placed Lina carefully to lay down on the backseat. I almost hated to let her go, but I had to start the car and fast. Smiling, I removed a lock of brown hair off the young woman's cheek, and my fingers touched her lips. How I longed to kiss her, to see if my mate would be as sweet as I imagined. I have been haunted with dreams of us kissing , and that nearly drove me insane. I wasn't used to be so obsessed with some woman, but I guess, my mate wasn't any woman. Her scent was so deep inside my mind, her face – a constant part of my dreams. –'' I hope you will understand.''- I caressed her cheek again and covered Angelina with one blanket. I had turned the heater on in the car, but still I didn't want my darling to get cold, so I had brought a blanket. If she was any other human, I would never bother to check if she is cold, I would probably put her in the trunk, shackled. But I couldn't do that to Lina.
I mastered the strength to look away from my mate, and closed the door. I opened the driver's door and placed Lina's handbag next to me. The drug was a powerful one, and it would make the beauty on the backseat sleep for the whole night. Sedating my preys was like cheating, I could compel them to do everything, but sometimes these things were very helpful. Vampire compulsion couldn't knock down a person for as long as the drug can. Usually when I compelled my humans, they would stay asleep for about 2-3 hours, and it was so annoying. So the drugs were a nice solution.
As I placed Angelina on my bed, the sight made me lose my breath. She looked so at place here, and in my bed, that I ached to touch her. But I found the strength to turn around and wait for my darling to wake up.
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Angelina's POV
My head was aching so much, like I had spent the last night partying and drinking. I licked my lips, they were dry, and my throat was too. I struggled to open my eyes, and such a simple task took longer than usual. I blinked a couple of times, until I could focus the ceiling. Through my dizzy mind, I realized that this wasn't my lamp, mine wasn't so big, definitely not a crystal chandelier either . No, that certainly wasn't the ceiling in my bedroom, or at my apartment. I could never afford such a chandelier.
I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. Where was I, because I could bet on my life, that I wasn't in my home, and that felt me with dread. I tried to recall what had happened, although my head was aching so bad, that it made it almost impossible to think. I had left work, and spent hours shopping. The holiday spirit had made me give money to one homeless man, and he had thanked me . I had dinner at my favorite pizzeria, where I knew one of the cooks, and I had enjoyed the tiramisu, which I ordered for dessert. But it got colder, so I took the bus to my neighborhood, blaming my luck that my car needed fixing just when I would need it the most. It was near Christmas, and just when I would need money for gifts, I had to spent so much on my car. Why must everything break before the holidays? Not that I didn't use buses , I did, but I preferred my car. I remembered walking through the neighborhood with two heavy bags, thinking that I should have called a taxi. And I had been a little scared to walk in the dark, although so far nothing bad had happened to me. I covered my mouth, as I recalled the next scary part- how a car had followed me all the way, and the stranger that attacked me. A tall, frightening guy, that looked a lot stronger than he seemed. The predatory look in his brown eyes, and how they were practically glued to my face. How he knew my name, even used a nickname, and how he said it almost lovingly. He had drugged me and just took me to his car. To here!
I sat up, heart pounding in my chest, like a scared bird, looking for a way out. I gripped the purple duvet cover , still trying to fight the panic. Calm down, Angelina, just calm down! I bit my lips , and I threw off the cover and bolted from the bed. My legs were a little shaky, and as I looked down I saw my boots were gone, that guy had taken them off. Plus I was only in my wool sweater, and black trousers. My coat was gone, also my scarf and gloves. My attacker had undressed me and placed me in this bed, and the scary thought that this must be his bed, froze my blood. Had he tried to rape me? My heart nearly stopped just from this thought. I lifted up my sweater, expecting to find some bruises maybe, some signs of assault, anything. But strangely I found none, everything was as before, and I didn't have a single mark on me. The room swayed in front of my eyes and I sat down on the bed. I took a deep breath, hoping that it was just a dream. The silence was unnerving me, it was so quiet. I had expected to find my abductor here, with me, or he to enter any minute, and I waited with bated breath. But there was only silence, and I biting my lips, I stood up again. My hands were shaking as I looked around.
I was in some huge bedroom, probably two times bigger than my own. The big bed was in the middle of the room, with two purple pillows and the duvet I had been covered with in the same color. Two nightstands, on the one some book. A big white wardrobe, and next to it a mirror. The furniture looked expensive, and feared gripped me by the throat. I rushed to the window, and I removed the curtains. I seemed to be on the second floor of some house, and it certainly didn't look like I was in the city anymore. It was heavily snowing, and I could barely see the road, I seemed to be in some village or something. I knew some villages near my town, but what if I wasn't there? God knows how far that creep lived! I opened the window, and the chilly air made me shiver. The road wasn't so far, but there were no houses around, and I nearly fainted. Think, Angelina, think! But I was so scared, that my every thought was about escape. I could probably use the sheets to climb down the window, but what I fall and break my leg? Plus, I had no idea where I was, or how far was my home. And I was barefoot, and my feet would freeze in this snow, and I would too. My sweater was warm, but the temperature outside seemed below zero, and without a coat on, it would definitely be hard to walk. I closed the window and leaned on it. I didn't know if I jumped, how far I had to walk to call for help, and if I would ever succeed. I went to the wardrobe, and I hesitated before opening it. What if I found something in there, like a corpse, or…? I didn't know why I was abducted and that scared the hell out of me. With one deep breath, I revealed the content of the wardrobe. Shirts, jeans, suits, coats. Ties, belts, shoes. All of them didn't look cheap too, I recognized some of the brands. Whoever wore this had a style, and apparently money. Carefully, I touched one of the shirts, and the fabric was so smooth. Yes, these clothes were bought with taste, the shoes were shiny. My attacker was well organized too, everything had its place, and it really meant that man took care of his clothes. Maybe one of his coats would fit me, so I wouldn't walk in this cold only with my sweater on. But I had to think of the shoes too. I sat down on the bed again. If my jump from the window succeeded, then what? I could get lost, or freeze before I find any help. Plus, my abductor had a car, and could track my footsteps in the snow a lot faster. I looked around for a phone, and found none. But of course he wouldn't leave his victim with a phone nearby! I groaned as my head pulsated from pain. That guy , whoever he was, had undressed me, covered me with this warm and soft duvet , and even turned the heater on, so I wouldn't feel cold. What kind of a abductor does that! He had sedated me, but bothered to make sure I was warm!
'' What do you want from me?''- I said into the empty room. I wasn't tied to the bed, or tied at all. I could walk freely. What were this guy's motives? He couldn't have abducted me because of money, I wasn't rich, nor my family was. Besides the dark-haired stranger didn't suffer from poverty, I thought as I looked around again. This room or house didn't belong to a person in need of money. And even it that was the case, I bet there were so many people that my mysterious attacker could take, who were richer than me. And shouldn't I be chained in some basement, if that was all about a ransom? Not in some very nice bedroom, apparently a men's one, given the fact the clothes were all men's ?-'' Dear God!''- I covered my mouth, as another scary thought came into my mind. What if I was abducted because that guy wanted to sell me? I have read a thousands of stories of girls, abducted from the streets, who end up in another country, selling their bodies. The abductors takes their documents, and forces them to do this. I nearly fainted imagining that this could be why I was taken. I remembered a girl from my neighborhood, who went missing , and my eyes watered. The thought that I could be sold like this, paralyzed me with fear. I was scared for my life. That creep knew my name, he knew where I lived, he had followed me for God knows how long! How such a thing happened to me?
I stood up, my hands were shaking, but I clenched them. I walked to the door, expecting it to open at any minute, and the dark-haired stranger to enter and hurt me. I remembered he was strong, and I doubted I could fight him. I wasn't a weak woman, but something told me that this guy could break me like a twig. I grabbed one statuette from the nearest shelf, and it was heavy enough to hurt him. I planned to hit that creep on the head or something. Just anything to knock him out for some time, so I could maybe get his car keys and leave. Yes, a very bold, and equally stupid plan, but I wasn't thinking clear. Maybe I should just try to escape from the window, not engage into a fight with my abductor. That was too courageous , and so not like me. Plus it might make things worse. But my fingers were around the doorknob, and my heart stopped as I pulled it. I was beyond surprised when it opened, and with a heavy heart, I made a few steps.
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Clutching the statuette in my hand, I looked around, still expecting my dark-haired attacker to jump at me, because I dared to leave the room. I waited for some agonizingly long seconds he to show up, but nothing happened. Nothing at all. And it was scarier as waking in his room has been. Where was my kidnapper? Why wasn't he running to me, drugging me again? I headed for the stairs, still waiting for a hit.
Swallowing hard, I began to descend the stairs. This was madness, I shouldn't try to get into a fight with this guy, he could do anything to me. He could chain me, beat me, even rape me. The fact that my abductor hadn't used force and just left me to sleep, didn't mean that he wouldn't get brutal now. This was suicide, I was surprised I even thought of that. God knows how dangerous that man could become! I certainly didn't want to end up dead!
I wiped with a trembling hand my tears, my heart was beating so loud. I wondered how I hadn't fainted already. I wasn't like those weak women that lose their minds easily, but right now my legs felt like jelly. I have never been so scared before in my life. I heard a TV running, and that meant he was downstairs, just calmly watching something. Each step I took, my heart skipped a beat.
The sound from the TV got clearer, and I reached the last step. I looked around. To my right was one half open door, from where the sound came. I made a few steps towards it, trying to silence the voice in my mind, which was telling me that this was suicide. I shouldn't provoke my abductor like that! But if I could get his car keys and my belongings, I had to risk and try. I nearly screamed when the door opened wide and the dark-haired stranger appeared. He seemed as intimidating as he was the previous night. He was tall, and muscular, the blue shirt showed how well built he was. The intense look in his brown eyes was still there too. The guy had the nerve to smile at me, and I took a step back.
'' You are awake, good. I was beginning to worry I gave you a larger dose.''- He took a few steps towards me, and ran fingers through his black hair. –''Please, put that down.''- He eyed the statuette, I was clutching in my sweaty hand.-'' There is no need for that.''- He sounded so calm, like he hadn't abducted me. How could he just sit and watch TV, and act so calm about this?!
'' Who are you and why am I here?''- My voice trembled as he was so close to me now.-'' Don't touch me!''- The stranger had tried to grab my arm, but I raised my other one and aimed for his head. If I could knock him down, I would be free.
'' Give me that.''- The dark-haired man managed to prevent the blow, and snatched the statuette from my shaking hand.-'' You need to sit down.''- With one arm around my waist he dragged me inside into the room. I fought to break free, but his hold was strong and he guided me towards one red sofa. –'' Please, Lina, you will faint.''- He pushed me gently to sit down and I obeyed, because otherwise I would surely collapse. I tried to scratch his face, but my attacker grabbed my wrists and sat down next to me.
'' Who the hell are you?''- I sobbed as I effortlessly began to kick him, but he was faster. He wasn't holding my wrists to bruise them, but with enough force so I couldn't move them.
'' Calm down, and I will answer all your questions.''- The man paled as he looked at my tears, and swallowed. Like he cared that I was crying or scared to death. It seemed so strange, but his voice broke as he added.-''I will let go off your hands, and sit right there''- I followed his gaze to the nearest armchair.-'' if you promise me to behave.''- I nodded, as I bit my lips. As he had promised , my hands were free, and he sat down on the armchair. I knew that I should have tried to attack him again, but I was so paralyzed with fear, that I couldn't move.-'' This was a mistake.''- He desperately ran a hand through his hair a couple of times, and for a moment I saw his brown eyes to turn to bright red. But it had happened so fast, that maybe the fear made me see things.
'' Who are you?''- I repeated my question and pressed myself as close to the sofa's back as possible. Like I needed something solid to ground me.
'' God, I really messed up!'' – He groaned and looked at me.-'' My name is Christian, and I have been following you for months. ''- That caused my blood to freeze. This guy had stalked me for months!-'' But the need to finally have you got the best of me, and here you are, Angelina. In my home.''
I wrapped my arms around myself, it suddenly got cold. My abductor, Christian, saw that I was shivering, and looked at me like he really cared.
'' What are you planning to do to me? If it is about money, my parents aren't rich, but I am sure they will give you everything you ask of them.''- I wiped one tear.''- If…you plan to sell me for….''- I sobbed, and I couldn't finish the sentence. Dozens of scary scenarios ran through my mind, and each ended with me hurt or even dead.
'' What?! Never, darling!''- Christian raised his voice, as if offended I had suggested that. –'' It's not about that, I would never sell you or let others use you!''- Again his eyes seemed red for a bit, but maybe I was imagining things.-'' How could I possibly do that to my own mate?!''- I blinked ,confused at his strange use of word. Mate?! What? If I wasn't so scared, I would have to admit that Christian wasn't unattractive man, quite the opposite. And it was so hard to believe that a guy this looking wasn't with someone or was desperate enough to kidnap a woman. Unless he was some rapist, or some sick guy, that loved to hurt women.
'' Please, let me go.''- I sobbed.-'' I promise not to tell the police or anyone.''- I was crying so much , but I didn't care. My whole body was shaking, and I kept on praying in my mind, that I wouldn't die today. –'' Please.''
'' I am afraid I can't do that, Angelina.''- Christian said gently. –'' You see, I can't. We are destined to be together, and I have been going insane all these months since I saw you. ''- His crazy talk made me crawl on the sofa, away from him. –'' There is no easy way to say this.''- He took a deep breath, and I covered my mouth. The brown eyes were red now, and predatory, and sharp teeth appeared as he spoke.-'' I am a vampire, and you are my mate.''