Love of Rose

Chapter 5

Merlon du Monte growled under his breath. Lilly, his no longer mistress, had demanded that she is to be accompanied to this place, as a last farewell present. He knew that she hoped that she could persuade him to take her back in the near future, but he and his dragon have grown bored with her. Surely Lilly is what you would call a s*x-bomb on legs but her clear green eyes, red curly hair, her petite figure and her curves held no more importance and sparked no more passion in him. He most certainly has had his way with her and has used her for s*x completely to his liking. She loved every part of it, but that is why he would move on to another trivial and insignificant affair before she starts to think they are more than there ever was for him. She was exactly that, an affair for passion but without any significance to his heart or his feelings. Lilly and every girl before knew what they were getting into and none of them has ever complained. He has always been gentleman enough to treat them with respect and friendly conduct, as long as they behave. They have mostly all been eager to be exactly what he asked of them. He would never expect anything else, his personality practically radiated dominance and power. He shook his head lightly sometimes he was too nice with them because he never liked to see the fear in their eyes, but sometimes when Mortiferus (his dragon) came forward they couldn't hide it. Mort liked the smell of fear with his playthings and he liked it rough, fast and deep. At the simple thought of s*x that way Mort got itchy and started moving so that Merlon had to concentrate on other things to regain full control. At the moment when he strode into the spacious entranceway, still struggling for full control a light gust hit his body and he stooped on the spot. Nostrils flaring, that scent was delicious, a mixture of roses, berries and ambrosia. He never has smelled something so divine, it must be ambrosia the food of the gods. His body moving pretty much on autopilot. He followed this fine vapour, nothing else on his mind, completely focused on this task he walked forward out of the entrance and into the light. He blinked due to the sudden brightness, his head turned indistinctly to his right into the direction of the parking area for the new arrivals. There stood a swaying woman. Came that delicious odour from her? The next soft blast of wind confirmed his suspicion. It came from her. He smiled, a new task … a new conquer. He walked over to her and with every step he came closer Mortiferus got more churned and agitated. Why? Could it be? Could SHE be HER, the one we waited for this whole time?

Her eyes ...I need to see her eyes!

He drank in the sight before him, growing nervous, something was wrong, she was looking to the ground, her eyes half-closed, her breathing laboured and heaving. He had to ask if she was OK. That was the moment where everything got from slow motion to fast forward. Her suitcase tumbled down the stairs and this blond girl practically collapsing into his arms. His only wish was to see her eyes. `Please` he thought `look at me`. But only two heartbeats later she went limp in his arms. He was more than irritated, he was furious! What was this! This is a wellness place but she looked more than pale. Why would she faint? That was old fashioned even for him, he thought with a small smile. Merely a second later his brain caught up and he stormed his precious load cradled in his arms into the clinic, causing an uproar with his roar for help. A few minutes later he had learned 3 things about her. First, her name is Rose Phillips, second, she is not old fashioned and third she is here because she is ill and not one of the well-groomed spoiled females. They have only waited for one patient and that´s her. Merlon was shocked, he couldn´t enjoy the happiness to have found her. He repeated the last minutes in his head to get as many pieces of information about her as possible. She fitted perfectly in his arms, but her body was clothed in a way to hide her body, so he couldn´t say anything about her figure. Her face was disturbingly pale and that scared him to death!

He has never felt this frightened but now this feeling consumed him. To divert himself from his feelings he did what made the most sense to him. First, speak with the employee at the front desk to ensure that she´ll get everything that she needs and more, but without her knowing. At this moment he was happy to be filthy rich. They were eager to fulfil all of his demands regarding her. His next step was convincing Lilly that a vacation to a destination with his jet was better than staying here. She agreed but only if she stayed till the next day for necessities as she put it. He knew that she only wanted to have the beauty treatments as well as the vacation, and took what she would get. Merlon was relieved in less than 24h he would have a room here and could be near HER.

About 15 minutes later she heard that Rose regained consciousness and was out of danger for the moment. While eavesdropping on the conversation of the two doctors he learned that it was a severe and serious attack and that she was terminally ill. His heart dropped, this was not possible. This was not how he had pictured and dreamed it to be over the last hundreds of years!

The decision was made in under a second. Lilly has to go before nightfall. He needed to stay close to her! The moment Lilly was informed about his decision she looked irritated. “Are you interested in another slut to f**k around? Who is she? And what has she what interests you?!” Lilly spat out.

His low dangerous growl and steel-hard, cold grey eyes made her flinch. Lilly's vulgarity has brought him on the edge. No one would ever speak of his mate like this. She gasped, went pale and didn't dare to move. He only hissed “GO!" at her and she ran out of his view.