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Vampire Lord Part 6

The vampire lord moved with predatory grace, positioning himself between Scarlett's legs. His presence was overwhelming, every calculated movement exuding control. Scarlett's breath hitched as his cool fingers trailed lightly along the inside of her thigh, sending an unwelcome shiver up her spine. His touch was both delicate and possessive and set her nerves ablaze.

His hand traced upward with an agonizing slowness, lingering just enough to make her tense but never quite reaching where she instinctively recoiled. Each brush of his fingers felt like a deliberate reminder of his power over her, the intimate proximity laced with a sinister promise. He leaned closer, his breath cool against her skin, and his dark eyes never left hers, gleaming with twisted delight.

"It's my favorite game, you know," he murmured, his voice a velvet whisper that slid into her ears like poison. "Breaking down the defiance, little by little. Making you hate me... and yet," his fingers grazed dangerously higher, teasing the very edge of her restraint, "making you crave my touch anyway."

His words hung in the air, dripping with malice and amusement, as if he were savoring every flicker of discomfort on her face. There was no escaping the predatory hunger in his eyes, nor the thrill he seemed to draw from watching her wrestle with her emotions, caught between fear, anger, and an unsettling, reluctant awareness of her vulnerability beneath him.

The vampire lord's smile widened, a wicked curve that sent a fresh wave of dread through Scarlett. His touch remained feather-light, yet the weight of his words was anything but. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he continued, his voice dripping with dark promise.

"You can't begin to imagine the fun I'll have," he whispered, his tone both seductive and cruel. "I'm already planning how I'll have you crawling on all fours, dressed in nothing but a tight bitchsuit, leashed and obedient. How delightful, don't you think?"

He chuckled softly, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her thigh, each touch a tantalizing threat. "And I'll take you out for a walk, completely naked for everyone to see. I'll parade you around like the little pet you are, with nothing to hide behind but my command." His voice grew softer, almost reverent, as if he were savoring the image in his mind. "Maybe i'll let some other pets fuck you in the park, you'll deeply hate me for that i'm sure... and yet, how thrilling it will be when you realize that no matter how much you resist, you'll still find yourself craving every moment of what i'm about to do to you now."

Scarlett swallowed hard, her breath hitching as his words sank in. A wave of conflicting emotions crashed over her, each more bewildering than the last. Horror, defiance, and—worst of all—a growing sense of heat pooled low in her belly. Fuck! The EcstadiVe had messed with her mind, warped her reactions, made her a pervert in ways she hadn't thought possible. She despised him, loathed the way he looked at her like she was a plaything—but her body responded anyway. That flicker of lust, no matter how much she tried to deny it, was undeniable. The vampire lord's touch was a command her body couldn't refuse, and she hated herself for it.

He pulled back slightly, his eyes never leaving hers, drinking in every flicker of defiance, fear, and the dawning horror on her face. "This is just the beginning," he purred, his hand resting possessively on her thigh. "By the time I'm done, you'll..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a cheerful, high-pitched voice cut through the tense atmosphere like a ray of sunshine on a stormy day.

"Hi, big brother! You have your new toy already? She's so cute!"

Scarlett turned her head to the source of the voice, and standing in the doorway was a small figure that seemed completely out of place in the opulent, dark penthouse. The girl looked like she had just stepped out of a fairy tale. She was petite, with a doll-like appearance, her blond curly hair cascading around her shoulders, and she wore an impossibly adorable puffy dress in pastel colors, complete with lace and ribbons. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and her expression was one of sheer delight.

The vampire lord sighed deeply, his irritation palpable as he turned to face her. "Yes, Anastasia, I got my new pet," he replied, his voice laced with annoyance. "But I'd like to make use of it now."

Anastasia pouted, her lower lip jutting out in an exaggerated display of disappointment. "But you promised I could borrow her!" she whined, folding her arms in a petulant manner. "I've been waiting forever!"

"Yes, I did promise," he conceded, rubbing his temples as though already feeling the headache her presence always seemed to bring. "But does it have to be now?"

"Yes!" she insisted, her face lighting up with determination. "I'm taking her on a shopping trip. I can't wait to pick out the cutest outfits for her! And don't you want your pet to look her absolute best for you?"

The vampire lord sighed again, heavier this time, as if resigning himself to the inevitable. He got off the bed, clearly displeased. "Fine, take her. There's no arguing with you, is there?" He shot Scarlett a pointed look, his eyes narrowing dangerously. "Go with my sister and behave."

Scarlett's pulse quickened as she hesitated, still reeling from the whiplash of the situation. Anastasia, however, was already bounding toward her, full of uncontainable enthusiasm. She clapped her hands together as if she had just won a prize.

"Hi, I'm Anastasia!" she chirped, her voice bubbly as she looked Scarlett up and down. "Oh my gosh, you're even cuter up close! I just know you'll look adorable in all the outfits I have in mind. We're going to have so much fun!"

Scarlett could only stare, caught between disbelief and the surreal nature of this sudden shift. Anastasia's energy was infectious, her giddiness almost overwhelming. As she took Scarlett's hand and pulled her to her feet, the contrast between the brother and sister couldn't have been starker.

She couldn't make sense of this dive at all. It was like a fever dream that refused to follow any logical pattern. An evil vampire lord with an insatiable appetite for cruelty, paired with an adorable, doll-like sister who seemed like she belonged in a children's storybook? And now a shopping trip? What even was this? The entire scenario felt like a bizarre joke at her expense, and the more she tried to wrap her head around it, the less sense it made.