A Vampire Saved My Life! GREAT! - But at what cost? ~1~

"Kyle, I need to speak with you."
"Sure…" He turned back to Natasha. "You, rest." He said firmly while smiling then walked out of the room with Matic.


"What is it?" Kyle asked, once out side the door. Matic closed it, so Natasha wouldn't hear what was spoken.
"I'm going away for a little while, maybe a week, maybe two. I have a job I need to finish."
"Matic! You cant dump her on me!"
"I'm not! The servants will take care of her, but I just need you to keep an eye out for her, okay?"
"Alright, I can do that, but you cant pick up a pet and then leave. She needs to learn obedience and only her master can teach her that."
"Its not like that, I don’t think she'll be a problem. And if she is you can call me and I'll come home.
"Alright, how soon are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow."
"Are you going to tell her?"
"No, she doesn't need to know."
"She'll notice that your gone…" Kyle smirked. "You'll have her wrapped around your finger in no time."
"Its not like that."
"Sure. Well I'll be in the library if you need me."
"Alright." Kyle walked away as Matic opened the door to her room again. "Hey."
"Hi." She smiled at him, the comforter was back up around her half naked body. "I'm gonna need some cloths." He laughed.
"Well I don’t know about that, I really like what your wearing now."
"Matic!" Her blush was so attractive and sexy.
"Well its true!"
"I don't care if its true, you don’t need to speak to me like that."
"I can speak to you how ever I want." She was silent for a moment as she glared at his perfect handsome face.
"I need cloths."
"Alright, alright. Tomorrow."
"Tomorrow… thank you."
"Your welcome." He said as he sat down on the bed then laid beside her.
"So what was that about?" She asked, motioning toward the door.
"Just business."
"Every thing okay?" She asked looking at him.
"Yep, every things fine." He turned on his side to face her, his hand holding his head up.
"Okay." She looked up at the ceiling again. "You have a cat on your ceiling."
"What?"
"Or I guess it could be a boat…" She tilted her head as she stared at the dots. He looked to where she was looking, the stucko.
"Where?"
"There." She pointed.
"I don’t see it."
"Well come closer." He shifted closer to her. "See right there." She pointed.
"There's its tale, and body, then ears… see it?" Matic looked to where she pointed and she was right, there was a cat in the ceiling!
"Huh." She smiled at she turned to head to look at him, and was shocked to see how close he was to her. He looked from the ceiling down to her. "How did you see it?"
"Well I just…saw it." She said, still looking into his bright blue eyes. She couldn't look away, transfixed by them. He smiled at he stared back at her. Images of his lips on her flooded her mind suddenly and she couldn't help the blush creeping back into her cheeks. She forced herself to look away, she needed to look away before she got carried away. She was nothing to this man, only a piece of property to have, to use. But for what? "What do you want with me?" He didn't answer. She looked up to where he had been and found him gone, his body suddenly on the other side of the bed.
"I have to go. You should rest. A maid will bring you food in a little while. I'll see you later." He said quickly as he stood from the bed and walked swiftly too the door and closed it behind him.
Natasha couldn't rest, she couldn't sleep. Her thoughts jumbled and rushed. Why did he want her? Why did he pay for her? And why was she always so compliant when he fixed her with his gaze? It was like he was already controlling her, making her okay with being sold to him. But then her thoughts kept jumping back to his body, his smile, the way he took care of her, the way he looked at her sometimes. She tried to force her self to be reasonable, it didn't matter how he looked at her, or how incredibly sexy he was, he had bought her, and in his mind she was his. Perhaps maybe one day she could be, but not with him thinking that he already deserved her, he already owned her. No, she would give herself away to who ever she chose, they didn't get to pick her and force her. No. She would prove to him that she wasn't his, that she was her own, that she belonged to no one. Not now and not ever.