Chapter 18: Dimples

"Where is this?! Let us out! How dare you?!" The screams of a cute blonde woman echoed through the dungeons of the Blue Mansion, over and over again. The princess and her three knights were locked up for almost a whole day with a single plate of food, a plate with only vegetables. Poor knights, they had to listen to the loud screams of the woman all night.

"Princess Airia, calm down or we will be in more trouble."

"You! Shut up! Who are they? How dare they imprison me?!"

"Princess…" The knight sighed. The little woman had been screaming the whole day. It was getting annoying.

"What?! How dare they detain us in this place."

"Princess, we can't offend these people."

"Why?"

"Because that man from yesterday had the Queen emblem with him."

"And what about that? I came here to be the Duchess of Docrem. I am about to be the wife of the great Duke, who can be more powerful?"

"Princess you can't ruin your reputation here, we should be careful and think of a way to send the Queen a message."

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"Who are those? Why did they beat you, Ian?"

"That woman, the one they called Princess Airia, got into an argument with another customer, she wanted some kind of pastry specially done for her. We placed the order for the next day, but she insisted that it has to be done at that moment. Sigh… we refused, and she ordered her knights to trash up the shop." How ridiculous, that woman is ridiculous!

"Damn woman! I will beat her up again!" I was ready to get to the dungeons and play with a Princess and a wall again, but Irina stopped me.

"Stop it, Miss Lucia."

"Irina, but I can't just leave it like that. Look at what they did to Ian and James and the shop and the cakes." I so wanted my revenge and a new punching toy.

"Sigh… Miss Lucia, you should behave like a lady."

"What's the point of being a lady when my people are getting hit?"

"Miss… sigh..."

"… who are they again?"

"Miss Lucia, they are from the Kingdom of Outan, they are here for the ball for the Duke of Docrem's wife election."

The group of people turned to look at the lazy man drinking his tea without care.

"Is that so? Then, why are they in this territory." This man, can't he show more interest?

"They should have deviated a little… their kingdom is not far from the South Frontier of Docrem." The one speaking was Greyson but he kept stealing glances at the Duke.

This man, was he not aware of this? Is he getting married? Why should I care?

"Miss Lucia, we should let them go."

"…"

"Mis Lucia?"

"Alright, but not today, maybe in a weak or two."

"What? Why?"

"I want to play a little with them. Nothing much."

"…"

Sighs… In the end, my little controlling Irina forbade me from torturing my prisoners. However, we sent them out on a carriage to the Capital after two days, of course, we made them compensate with a hefty sum of money to our shop, all Irina's idea.

"Lucia…" The deep voice of the Duke interrupted my not that delicious green breakfast, and my mood was kind of irritable because of that.

"What?"

"We must go to the Capital."

"Why should I go?"

"We must greet the Queen."

"Why should I greet the Queen?"

"I can't go alone. Please."

"…" He is attacking me again with those eyes. Is this a new way of hypnotism? I can't submit to his voice and sweet stares. I refuse.

"Lucia, please?" He is getting nearer. I should resist. I know what he is feeling because I feel it too. I don't want to admit it but I like how he is begging and pleading for my attention.

"I… I… will think about it." His heartbeat is too loud and now my cheeks are red.

"We must go tomorrow."

"What? Why?"

"The earliest, the best."

"…" Irina is going to kill me.

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The dinner was full of green, my nemesis, my biggest enemy. Now is time, Irina is not here and I can go out. I need blood or I will go crazy again.

"Lucia…"

"What?" I closed the window abruptly. Goodness! That scared me, Irina had forbidden from going out these days to stop the rumors.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing" I was preparing to escape the Mansion and hunt some delicious prey.

"Do you want blood?"

"…"

"Come take mine."

"No"

"Lucia."

"No! you are weak, I can't take a drop from you."

"Are you worried?" He was smirking again, with those enchanting and seductive dimples. Now I knew, the Lucia from the book didn't stand a chance against those wonderful eyes and lips. They can just make anyone crazy.

"I am not… You are like a frail demoiselle, I can't take advantage of you, my beauty."

Take that, proud Duke. Now go away and feel bad for being called a weakling.

"Your beauty? Do you like my face?"

"…" I blushed; I can't deny he was to my liking.

"Come my master, I can let you a more wonderful sight."

I am in trouble. This frail man locked me in his arms, and I couldn't do anything. If I do push him, he will be hurt.

"Come, Lucia, don't be afraid."

"You should be the one to be afraid."

"Take a bite, you want it, don't you?" He was opening his shirt taking out slowly the first buttons, letting me see his seductive collarbone.

"Yes." His blood smelled so good. His heart is beating even faster and making it so sweet so good. I can't resist anymore. It is not because of his damn dimples and stunning smile, and certainly not because of his bright blue eyes and strong jaw and collarbone. And the muscles under his shirt. Wait. What if I take a little peek inside, after all, he is at my mercy? I am the Great Predator and his Master.

"Don't move," I ordered like a Queen, making him stop and look at my red eyes. I took his hand and led him into the bed where I pushed him and sat on him. "Don't be afraid little beauty. It will just be a drop." I licked my lips and I saw him gulping and going red to the ears. That sight was so wonderful and all mine to admire.

He was about to say another word, but I silence him with my little finger.

"Don't talk." I started tracing his mouth and then his jaw and his neck with my finger. Then my mouth ended up in his mouth, but that was just the beginning. This feeling… I missed it. My lips moved on their own after all I should lick and sanitize where I bite. I moved from his mouth to his cheek and then down to his neck and his collarbone. My hands were going down his shirt wrinkling it and his hands were also trying to travel to my waist.

"You are not allowed to do that little beauty." I took his hands and put them up to his head. "The main dish is served. Let's dig in."

Then a sudden push on the door stopped me and then a scream.

"Miss Lucia!"

Damnit!