104 Intentions- Part 4 (2/2)

Heidi wasn't exactly sure if this was the right thing to do. Was Nicholas worried that he wouldn't be able to stop feeding from her until she lay dead like the maid? Taking a deep breath, she stood from her seat and picked both the glasses in her hand.

When she arrived at Nicholas' study, the butler wasonly leaving, bowing at her and leaving the door open so that she could get in. As the doors closed, she walked to where Nicholas sat,

”Good afternoon,” he greeted her, ”And what do we have there?” he asked her.

”Wine made from wild flowers. Would you like to have some?” she asked him.

”Why not,” she passed the glass to him just like Mr. Rufus had advised her to, not knowing the outcome it would bring. He took one sip from it and asked, ”Is it just the wildflowers?” Getting up from his plush seat, he emptied the glass before placing it with clink sound and walking around his desk to stand in front of Heidi with a peaceful face. But his eyes gave away as it darkened.

”There might be blood,” she leaned back on the desk as he towered her figure. Both his hands resting on the desk as they stared.

”Are you trying to tempt me?” he asked her, his voice holding a certain heat to it.

”No,” it seemed that she was almost sitting on his desk now. He looked angry, his eyes furious with what she just did, ”You were avoiding me and Timothy advised-”

”Timothy,” he spoke the named irritatedly, ”I am going to kill him,” he suddenly smiled as if he had flipped a switch with a snap, ”I don't want you tricking me into drinking your blood next time.”

”But why? Why would you drink blood from others and not me?” she demanded answer from him.

”Why?” he repeated her words, ”For once I am being patient but here you are intent in breaking my resolve which is as weak as a thin striped ice.”

”My sweet cinnamon,” he tutted her, ”Are you willing to let me steal your virginity and wreck you in my bed right now? Because once I will, you will never return back to your own bed. With the soul bond in place, the need to have you is too much and your blood would only fasten it. Do you understand what I am saying?” he asked her softly, gauging the shocked and embarrassed look on her face.

”I-I am sorry.”

Heidi looked at his shirt. Her face beet red with what she had tried to do. She didn't know about it and it was true, she hadn't mentally prepared for it. To think that Nicholas who usually did what he pleased was trying to be considerate, taking her feelings into account was a big deal. But his words had made her imagine things at the moment and she didn't have the courage to look him in the eye.

”I want to hold you,” he voiced his thoughts and hugged her, ”I am not a patient man Heidi,” he warned her. He didn't lie when he said he wanted her, in so many different ways that the times when he slept, his dreamless night would be filled with nothing but her, fueling the need to take her to bed that more, ”Did Timothy leave?” he asked pulling back to see her nod.

”He did,” Heidi replied and then asked, ”What happened to Mr. Rufus' lover?”

”Why do you ask?” Nicholas asked, seeing the palm of her hand that had been wounded, he picked it up to lick it.

”Timothy said she died.”

Nicholas hummed, pulling back her hand to inspect it, ”Timothy hadn't placed a soul bond on her but he wanted her to live. To live as long as he would. With that in mind, he decided to turn her into a vampire. But things never go as expected. Greediness sometimes costs us vampires very heavily. Her transformation didn't work and she turned out to be one of the deranged vampires. In the end, he killed her with his own two hands.”