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An identical scream escaped my own mouth, causing Adrian to swerve into the opposite lane, earning him a few swear words and a hand motion including the middle finger.
"That's not what your mum did to me last night!" Adrian called out to the guy who was poking fingers to him. "Babe, you ok?" he asked, his eyes on the road.
"Um, yeah. Fine," I replied, trying to calm myself.
Something cold was in my hand. Shit. It was Adrian's hand. I had been squeezing it so hard; it was starting to turn blue. I let go of his and muttered a "Sorry."
He returned me a small smile and held my hand again, giving it a slight squeeze.
"SIS!" screamed Rose as we arrived at the Royal Court. She gave me one hell of a bear hug before looking at me fully. She pushed my hair out of my face and kissed my cheeks. Her eyes were now full of tears as she searched my face; as if she were looking for wounds."Oh sis," she mumbled before hugging me again. "When I heard, I lost control."
"Yeah, she sure did," added Christian, his icy eyes wide. "She threw stuff around and to be honest, she didn't look like the tough 'Rose' she usually is. And that's why we're having this breakfas—"
Rose elbowed him in the ribs. "Not yet," she said and he nodded understandingly.
I looked at them both curiously. "Why are we having this breakfast, exactly?"
"I want to show you something. Now, before you RUIN the surprise, go and unpack. Everyone," she said louder, obviously addressing everyone else, "We will meet back here in 2 hours. Till then."
She linked her arm with Dimitri's and led him somewhere, deep into the dark.
"What is SHE doing here!?" Adrian's mother exclaimed, glaring at me. "I thought she was with Belikov!?" She looked down and saw my luggage. "Is she moving in!?"
"Mum, I love you and all BUT please, shut up for a sec. This is Rose's twin, Rosalie Hathaway. And she's going to be staying here till Sunday," Adrian said sweetly before moving his mother softly aside.
"And where is she going to sleep?" she asked angrily, glaring at me.
"In my bed. I meant room. In my room. She will be sleeping in my room," Adrian said sweetly before he winked at me.
His mum rolled her eyes and walked back into the kitchen.
"I think she hates me."
"No. She just kind of wants me to be with a... Moroi... But I want to be with you," he said, leading me up into his room.
"Maybe she's right..." I mumbled, setting my luggage on the floor near his bed.
"But she's wrong," he whispered before sitting on the couch.
"I think I'm going to nap until meeting time," I said as I set the timer for an hour and a half.
I jumped underneath the sheets and settled my head on the fluffy, white, pillow.
"And I think I want to cuddle," he suggested, jumping behind me and wrapping his arms around me.
His embrace was comforting so I snuggled closer into him. He nuzzled his head into my neck and almost suddenly, I fell asleep.
My eyes opened the same time as the alarm clock went off and surprisingly enough, Adrian's head was still nuzzled into my neck. He was a heavy sleeper and the alarm clock's chime was starting to give me a headache. With one hit, the noise of the clock ceased, leaving me with the sound of Adrian's light snoring. I took this moment to turn around and adore his features. His high cheekbones, stylishly messy hair and pink, soft, lips made him stunningly handsome. However, when he opened his eyes, his handsomeness was taken to another level. Oh goodness, his emerald green eyes were hypnotising.
"Honey, a picture would last longer," he murmured, staring at me with his beautiful eyes.
I didn't realise my hands were running through his hair and over his lips. I had woke him up. He sat up and leant on his elbow, his face only inches from mine.
"We're gonna be late if we don't move," I said slowly, gazing dreamily at him.
"Maybe that's a risk I'm willing to take..." he murmured before closing the distance between us, cupping my face with his free hand and kissing me softly.
I kissed him back and ended up entangling my fingers around his neck before breaking the kiss.
"Hey! What gives?" he protested, trying to kiss me again.
I giggled and held his face, caressing his lips with my forefinger. He opened his mouth and my finger slid into it. Feeling his hot tongue run over my finger several times caused me to lose control. I pulled my finger out of his mouth and pounced on top of him, almost ripping his shirt off immediately. My mouth connected with his; hot, fast and full of lust. He began to groan as he unbuttoned my jeans but before he'd unzipped them, his hands stopped.
Jill, whispered my conscience. Jill can see this...
"Jill," I said, my voice trembling.
"I don't care," he replied steadily.
During this quiet moment, we both took the time to stare at each other. Were we kidding?
"No," I said, voice weak. "No," I repeated, this time, my voice was loud and clear. "I don't want you to think that every time we're in the same room OR bed, I want to get into your pants."
Adrian sat up and kissed my jaw line, trailing down to my neck. "Funny thing is... that's what I always want to do to you."
I laughed. "Charming. Now, let's hurry up and get ready. We're late."
"Honestly," started Rosemarie, "can you two NOT take your time. We have a schedule to follow."
I raised my hands in defeat. "Sorry."
She laughed, "Don't worry about it. Now, let's go."
The so-called schedule was long and boring. We just met some of Rosemarie's friends. The only ones I remembered were Mia Rinaldi and some cute Dhampir named Ambrose. During dinner time, which was breakfast time to Sydney, Rosemarie told me that Ambrose was actually Queen Tatiana's lover. I had never met a dude blood whore before. But there was always a first for something, right?
Dawn was a few minutes away by the time we had finished Rosemarie's schedule. Everyone was exhausted, especially Jill and Adrian. They also needed to pay a visit to the feeders. Their faces lacked its natural glow and they seemed to get exhausted in such a short amount of time.
When they went into the feeders' block, Ambrose made his way towards me, smiling that dazzling grin of his.
"I know what you were wondering," he said in a calm tone.
"Oh, yeah?" I replied innocently.
"Why I'm not one of you. Call me a blood whore all you want, it's a better job than yours." His voice began to sound defensive.
"First of all, it's good you're not one of us because your face is too pretty to attack and second of all, you're wrong. This job is actually kind of better than yours. Being a Guardian means I get to guard Moroi therefore giving our race a bigger opportunity to multiply."
"But you're risking your life. Unlike you, I value my life more than honour. Besides, this type of life is quite relaxing. You should try it one day."
He smiled charmingly and caressed my cheek. Honestly, if it wasn't for his cute, boyish features, I'd have slapped his teeth out of his mouth.
Suddenly, a jealous Adrian walked out of the feeders' block. If looks could kill, Ambrose would have experienced an excruciating death.
"Hands off," he said venomously.
Ambrose smiled and raised his hands in defeat.
I tugged on Adrian's shirt, pulling him closer towards me.
"Adrian... Are you... jealous?" I asked him, staring at his lips.
"N—no. No, I'm not," he replied quickly.
"You have nothing to worry about," I whispered before connecting my lips with his. "I love you," I added as I pulled back and stared into his emerald eyes.
"I love—" he was immediately cut off.
"Are you two lovebirds able to keep your lips off of each other for a few more minutes?" asked Rosemarie.
That girl...
I smirked and planted another soft kiss on Adrian's lips. "No, I can't. His lips are... amazing."
Quickly and swiftly, Adrian spun me around and caught me in an embrace. I loved being hugged from behind. Especially if the hug was from Adrian.
"Oh please, get a room you two," she said once more before kissing Dimitri.
Both Adrian and I burst out laughing. "You hypocrite of a clone!" I called out to her jokingly. "You and Dimitri's kiss is an R18 kiss—Hell, no one should even be allowed to see that kind of kiss..."
She giggled and gathered the attention of everyone.
"Now everyone, go back to your rooms and throw on some good looking clothes."
"And why the fuc—?" I attempted to say.
"Cos we're going to a club."
"No. I don't think so," said Sydney. "First of all, Jill is underage AND wouldn't Adrian get tempted to drink?"
Adrian hung his head in shame. "Sage is right. I'll probably lose control at the first sight of liquor."
Sonya and Dimitri laughed.
"Rose, the necklace that Jill wears, blocks the bond. Adrian can do whatever he wants to do," Dimitri called to me in Russian.
Dom, Sydney and I joined their laughter.
"Don't tell him," I replied in Russian through giggles. "I'm going to have a little fun with him."
"Are you mocking me?" Adrian asked, a pout upon his face.
"No Hun, of course not. Dimitri was just being... Dimitri." That was the best thing I could think or at the moment. "Now come. Let's go back to your house and maybe, JUST MAYBE, I'll let you dress me." I winked.
He bit his lip seductively, gripped my hand and lead us towards his house, speedily.
"Be back here at midday. Midnight for you, Sydney," Rose bellowed.
Adrian rushed me to his room. I couldn't help but laugh.
Slowly, I pushed him onto the bed and kissed his neck. He unbuttoned his shirt and before he got to the last button, I stopped him.
"I don't like it when you're easy to get," I whispered as I ran my fingers up and down his torso.
"I guess that's what you do to me," he replied.
"Would it be weird if I said I like to play hard to get?" I suggested.
"Well, it would probably drive me crazy," he admitted. "THEN, when I get you, you'll probably beg me to stop being rough."
"If it isn't rough, it isn't fun," I quoted before undressing.
Adrian's gaze of hunger returned as he stared at me. I decided to keep my underwear on. I was going to have fun with him, glad that Jill couldn't see this. We hadn't had sex since about 5 months ago, when I was restored, and now, I was going to release all of my desire I had bottled up due to the bond. Part of me felt selfish but the other part of me said that this would be helping Adrian also. He obviously craved desire. And I was going to satisfy his craving.
I undid the last button of his shirt and I crawled beside him on the bed.
"Are we actually going to do this?" he asked, desperation in his voice. "Or are you teasing me?"
I kissed him hungrily and bit his lower lip. "A bit of both."
"God help me," he said breathlessly. "My sweet, sweet battle goddess. You make me lose control."
I stole a look at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It showed 10:29pm. A mischievous smile played over my lips.
"We have till Midnight, Hun. What do you suggest we do?" I murmured as my fingers played at the button on his jeans.
His emerald green eyes stared at me excitedly. He went to open his mouth but I shut it immediately with a kiss.
"What about Jill?" he asked.
"What about her?" I replied, smirking.
"She'll see this."
"I don't care. Are you going to talk again? Because if you are, I'm going to shut you up."
He leaned towards me and kissed my chest, all the way down to my navel. Resisting the urge to moan, I cupped his face and pulled it up towards my own. Slowly, I kissed his lips and then moved to his ear, kissing his lobe. Seductively, I nibbled on his ear while I removed his jeans.
"Fuck," he moaned. "You're doing it to me again. You're teasing me."
I giggled. "Well baby, let's just say it's the only way I know I'm in charge," I whispered to his yearning figure as I swiftly climbed on top of him.
"Oh my god," he cried out. "Are you going to make me beg for sex? Because right now, I'll do anything. I'd even get on my knees."
"Take your boxers off. Let's give in to our temptation."
"I—I can't," he said through a ragged breath as he tried to remove his boxers. "You're sitting on top of me. Let's make a deal, shall we? You remove my boxers and I'll remove your underwear. Deal?"
I raised my eyebrow. "No. No deal. How about I remove your boxers and my underwear stays on?"
"No. I have a better idea," he suggested before skilfully flipping us over, causing me to be beneath him. "Now I'm in control," he smiled.
I rolled my eyes. "Hun, I don't know about you but I want you now more than anything else. And if you don't give me what I want, I'm going to sleep."
I was kidding. He knew that too.
"Well," he whispered to my lips, "I don't think you'll be able to sleep after this..."
I stole a look at the alarm clock. It showed 11:43pm. SHIT. We were going to be late. I ran quickly to the shower naked. Once finished, I ran back into the room in search for a towel. No luck. Adrian was still asleep and he was the only person out of the both of us who knew where everything was.
"Adrian!" I whispered loudly. "ADRIAN!" He didn't even budge so I walked over to him, attempting to cover my private parts. "Adrian! Where are the towels?" I asked his sleeping figure. "Adrian!" I shook him for almost a minute or two and then FINALLY, he woke up. He smirked.
"Did I ever tell you how hotter you looked OUT of your clothes?"
I smiled. "Yes, Adrian. You told me that several times during the last hour," I winked. "Now, where can I find a towel? I forgot to pack one and I can't find any around here."
He stood up and walked over to his wardrobe. I couldn't help but check out his butt cheeks. They were shaped and... beautiful. Turning around with a towel in his hands, he caught me staring.
"What's mine is yours and what's yours... I already have considered it as my own," he smiled.
I took the towel off of him and kissed his cheek. "Go for a shower and get ready. Come on, we don't want to be late. Again."
11:53pm, the alarm clock showed. Adrian was still in the shower and I was still trying to figure out how to put my hair. Up or down? I ended up brushing my hair and leaving it down.
11:57pm. Adrian came out of the shower and looked at me approvingly. "If we weren't in such a rush, I'd undress you again."
I wore a short sapphire baby doll dress, a black leather jacket and black stilettos. At his compliment, I blushed furiously.
"Stop blushing. I'm getting in that begging mood again," he said as hit tampered with his towel around his waist.
"Oh, get dressed," I said grinning.
11:59pm, I gripped his hand and we ran to the meeting area.
We were the first ones there. After about 5 minutes, then everyone arrived. We all looked stunning.
Jill looked nervous.
"Don't worry Jail bait, I'll compel them to let you in," chimed Adrian.
Smiling, I moved closer into him, feeling the warmth of his body.
"Since everyone's here, we might as well get a move on," started Rosemarie. "Do we all have our stakes?"
Eddie, Dominic, Dimitri, Mikhail and I flashed our stakes at the same time. With a nod of approval, Rosemarie smiled. "This is a human club, obviously, so please, be good." Her eyes lingered on Adrian for a while. "We have 3 vehicles to share. Sydney, you know where we're going so you'll be leading. Everyone else, follow suit."
Once in the cars, we all lined up at the Court gates, making sure we had everybody.
Dom, Jill and I went with Adrian; Mikhail, Sonya, Eddie and Ambrose went with Sydney; Lissa, Christian, Rosemarie and Dimitri went in Noir.
The club was packed. Inferno, it was called. Bloody hell. It took me about almost several minutes to walk to the bathroom.
"Don't you dare complain to me about how packed it is in there," Rosemarie said as we stepped foot in the bathroom.
I stared at her for a while and smiled a tinge. "What? You can read minds now?"
She let out a wild howl of laughter. "No, of course not. It's just that we seem to make the same facials before we complain."
Rolling my eyes, I turned and faced my reflection, also seeing Rosemarie's too. Wow. The only different thing between us was my AWESOMER accent and my hair. I mean, our hair was the same colour and all... but mine was slightly curlier. Hers was wavy and beautiful.
"Don't worry sis, we both look beautiful," she remarked.
Together, we danced in the crowd, laughing at our own horrendous dancing.
"Damn, twins," said a guy in what he thought was a seductive voice. He actually sounded like a desperate dickhead. "How does a threesome sound?"
"REALLY REALLY FUCKED UP, why?" Rosemarie answered.
"Watch your mouth bitch," replied the guy.
"Oh yeah?" she retorted. "And what are you going to do about it wannabe Macho man?"
"How about you stop the fucked up answering back and suck my dick?" he said stupidly.
"How about I fuck you up?" I suggested, readying my fist to make contact with his face.
"I can fuck you up with both eyes closed, you fucking whore."
Just at that moment, his friends joined him.
"Oi Bradley, come on. There are these four chicks—"
His friends didn't have time to finish whatever they were going to say because my fist knocked him out cold.
"The fuck...?" cried one of Bradley's friends.
Before I could punch Bradley again, slender pale arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me away.
"Babe, you can't go around punching every guy in the face JUST because he hit on you," said Adrian, struggling to restrain me. "It shows me that everyone thinks you're hot."
"Adrian, you have NO idea how much I want to slap you right now, but I can't be bothered. Buy me a drink?" I asked, looking around for the others.
"Sure. Be back soon, Hun. And while I'm gone, don't punch anyone's faces please?" he smiled before walking to the bar.
Rosemarie and the others were on the other side of the club, dancing and laughing. The only ones who seemed to be drinking were Ambrose, Mia, Eddie, Sonya and Dom. Jill looked like she was having fun but something seemed to bother her.
"Does a Pina Colada sound good enough for me to earn a kiss?" Adrian said, interrupting my thoughts.
"It depends," I retorted. "If it tastes good, then yes. If not, then my dear, you shall be lacking kisses for the rest of the night."
Whilst he was holding the glass, I wrapped my lips around the straw and drank a splash. It tasted amazing; both fruity and sweet.
"I'm getting a kiss, aren't I?" he said in a sure voice.
I stared at him for a while and then looked at my glass. A thought occurred to me. I filled my mouth with the Pina Colada and didn't swallow. Instead, I kissed Adrian's mouth and as if he knew what I was doing, he opened his mouth, allowing me to open mine. The drink flowed out of my mouth and into his. After hearing him swallow, he turned and stared at me; his eyes full of lust.
"The best drink I have EVER tasted," he said, licking his lips.
I filled my mouth up again and repeated my actions. This time however, instead of looking happy, his face was full of alarm.
"Shit. I'm drinking again. I'm going to stuff Jill up," he muttered angrily.
Without alcohol in my mouth, I kissed his lips again. Giggling, I reached into my handbag and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. I handed him a single cigarette and a lighter.
"Here you go, Hun. You deserve it," I smiled, giving him a peck on the cheek.
"Thanks, sweetie," he smiled before heading towards the door.
5 minutes had passed.
Now 10 minutes.
15.
I'm sure one cigarette didn't take THAT long to smoke. As I pulled my phone out, it showed I had missed 19 calls from Adrian. My heart began to race rapidly. Immediately, it rang again.
I answered.
"Hello?"
"Thought I'd never catch you again, did you, Rose? Well, if you want to see lover boy again AND that Moroi girl again, I advise you to come out BY YOURSELF to MY car," the cold voice sneered. "If you do not follow my orders, the both of them will die; slowly and painfully." I heard Jill's muffled scream.
This voice belonged to the man who was responsible for my nightmares
Jasper.