My Vow to be His

Chapter 1      "Where am I?" as my eyes began to clear, only two things crossed my mind; I was either magically whisked to a faraway castle, or I never left the park and fell asleep while leaning against a tree.     "Good your awake." sitting in a chair across the room sat the most stunning man I had ever seen, his eyes were bewitching silver with golden flecks that made them shine in an otherworldly fashion. I nearly forgot to breathe as his jawline flexed under his flawless dark olive skin. Soft black curls rested just above his strongly shaped chin, even as a long sensual finger strummed along the arm chair. My heart fluttered from his intense gaze that had me squirming from feelings I had never before experienced. His entire aura demanded obedience even to the point of making the simple chair he sat in seem more like a kingly throne. As I moved as if under a spell the clothing that brushed across my skin caught my attention. The silky night gown had a distinct contrast to my usual cheap over-sized shirt and boy shorts sleep attire. Breaking from the trance I was under I glanced down to examine my clothes, that were not what they were last I checked. My mind quickly kicked into overdrive as my current situation began to sink in.       "Where are my clothes? No that's not important! Where am I, and who are you?" Sexy god or not, he was looking a lot like a kidnapper to me.  "Did you kidnap me? Oh my God, am I going to be sold into s*x slavery?" or maybe I’ve already been sold, maybe he’s the buyer, well if I was going to be sold to somebody I guess things could be worse. He could be fat bald and ugly. The picture of perfection chuckled in the corner. Jumping out of bed, I staggered a bit. My head is killing me, was I drugged? My eyes darted around for either an exit or a weapon. Both would be great.       "You are perfectly safe here my Lady, no harm has or will come to you." Looking over to where the voice came from; a very large dark man, stood towering at the door; despite his intimidating exterior, his voice was kind.     "To answer one of your more entertaining questions, no I did not buy you, though the fact that you belong to me remains the same. As to who I am let's just say an old friend, my name is Lord Valentine and I am the master of this estate. Vark there, as most would have surmised by now is my butler. Though you don't come off as the most intelligent women I've come across you certainly have your own charms."  Did he just call me stupid?      "Any questions you might have can be taken up with Vark as he will be in charge of your care. At least during the day that is, as for your nights, well you'll be experiencing a different kind of tutelage. As your personal instructor I tend to be VERY  hands on." With every word he spoke his eyes never left my own.  As interesting as those lessons sound, there is no way I plan to stay and find out just how interesting they'd really be. I need to get out of here!     "You'll have an attendent with you at all times when I can not accompany you myself. That is until you get used to the estate and rid of any of the ideas currently running through your head.”  Did he…no that’s impossible he couldn’t possibly have read my thoughts…but then how?  "So I've assigned Yurieta as your personal maid… Rose!” Snapping out of my thoughts I turned to Lord Valentine I think he said his name was, what a strange but oddly familiar name. “It is impolite not to listen when being spoken to. It seems you’ll be needing etiquette training as well."  OK that's been one too many insults for me today.     “Wait what? What are you talking about? You act as if I will be staying here indefinitely. I have a job that I need to get back and a school that I'm on the verge of being expelled from. So excuse me if I come off as anything but offensive when I say you can take everything you just said and shove it up your a**” I was getting angrier by the second, I may be in danger but this guy has pushed all the wrong buttons, its truly a disgrace to his beautiful face. Uncrossing his legs, he stood and with long quick strides stalked over to me as if I were his prey, eyes never wavering from my own. Panicking I tried to run away from him, but instead ended up falling backwards reaching out to catch me we ended falling onto the bed in the most awkwardly embarrassing position. My slip had come up exposing one side of my entire thigh that his hand was so comfortably resting one. Not to mention how easily he was resting his weight on his opposite hand as he laid snugly between my legs. What the hell, is this some sort of drama? Feeling his breath against my cheek I tried to push him away only for him to press his body fully onto mine. Squirming to release myself from him, he let out a low growl while pinning my hands above my head with his one hand and caressing my cheek with the other. "If you insist on squirming that way I don't believe I'll be able to resist." His voice came out strained as his eyes zeroed in on my lips. I could feel my heart beating out of control with every second that ticked my. As his thumb smoothed across my lips he whispered, “My sweet Rose.” Before I could even speak he captured my lips with his own, devouring me as if he were a starved of this his entire life. My mind went blank as the sensation of his lips against mine made me lose all sense of time and place. I was quickly drowning in this mans heated embrace my body screaming for something I was both yearning for and dreading all at once. He licked at my lips for entrance and my traitorous body gave into his coaxing. The kissed deepened as he slid into my mouth causing me to moan with these new and delicious sensations. “We...can't...I...mmmh...so...good...” I could barely mumble a few words as his hand slid down my body leaving licks of fire wherever he touched. With ragged breaths he released my mouth from his assault, cupping my cheeks with his free hand. “It’s not so bad to belong to me after-all, is it Rose?” With those words it was as if something had snapped, bringing me back to reality, out of this trance he put me under. I felt used and manipulated, in his eyes I was probably just as easy as those girls I looked down on in University. Using all of my strength I forcibly released one of my hands, pushing him back to scramble out of his reach. I stared him down with all the anger I could muster after such a slip on my part. “How dare you treat me as if I were some easy slut.”  "You didn't exactly act as if this was knew to you."  SLAP! i don't know what hurt more the disappointment I could hear in his voice or the hand that struck him. Son of  a b**** what is this guy made of?  My hand was killing me but I would never let it show on my face. I was angry with him, but most of all I was angry with myself for acting like some dog in heat. So what if he was the first man to ever make me feel like this. Or that my body was being pulled towards him like a moth to flames. I am no mans plaything, no matter how hot they might be, rolling off of the bed I turned to the door and dared startled as I realized Yark, Gark, or whatever his name was had been in the room the entire time. Stupid, how could I have been so stupid. “Move!” I demanded of the gentle looking giant. His eyes flickered towards the man who seemed all too amused by the slap I gave him, which only made me more furious. “I said MOVE!” breaking the silence Lord Valentine spoke.     "Let her go Vark, it's OK. She won’t go far." I turned and glared at him with the utmost disdain; I didn't know him and belonged to no one.  I don’t care how good looking he is, I’m not that easy…I think.  Fueled by my anger I went storming through the mansion. Room after room, no matter how far I ventured I was still unable to find the exit. With bathrooms the size of small houses, to halls as big as a school auditorium, this house was by far the largest I had ever been in. Everything from the paintings to the vases that lined the hallways looked expensive enough to pay for a graduating’s class debt. As I raised my hand to touch my swollen lips I couldn’t help but to think of that kiss. What was I thinking, come on Rose so what we’ve been single our whole lives. We’re not so desperate as to throw ourselves at handsome young rich and I mean filthy rich Lords, who possibly kidnapped or bought us are we?      “Ugh, I don’t want to think about this anymore, I just want to find the exit to this place and go home.” After searching for what seemed like an eternity, my heart filled with hope as I finally located what seemed like the front door. “Are you kidding me whose opening this door? Giant’s?”     “Not usually but they have been known to pay the Master a visit here and there, so of course we made the proper adjustments.” I looked around the room  for the voice and noticed a young lady standing nearby, she looked to be no older than me. The girl was as pale as a full moon and just as beautiful, her straight black hair rested on her shoulders around her face, while the rest swayed across the length of her body like a dress. She seemed as fragile as a porcelain doll, with more grace than a swan in flight. The very embodiment of the girl I could never be, the girl all of the boys fawned after and all the girls admired.     “Giant’s? Yeah OK what is this place Narnia?” I sarcastically remarked. Despite the doors massive size it seemed there was a smaller opening for us regular folks. “Well it’s been an awful evening I shant be coming again, Oh and do tell your master he can go and screw himself.” With the end of my mary poppins impersonation I opened the door. But what I had thought would be my freedom was revealed to be an eerie road, leading to an even more frightening forest; with sounds I wish not to know the origin.  Nope!  Promptly closing the door I turned to the young lady.     "Since the owner of this house was so kind as to let me stay here, who am I to refuse?" Pride? What pride. Pride is for the living. An awkward silence seemed to envelope me as I laughed in embarrassment. It would be better to wait in apparent safety than to rush into certain death.     "Very well My Lady."     "My Lady?" snapping me back into reality, I blinked at her again, realizing I had missed whatever she had said. “I’m sorry could you say that again?” she softly smiled gesturing for me to follow. Reluctantly I followed closely behind her     “Oh do you still need me to relay your message to the master my lady?”     “Huh? what message?”     “I believe your words were “it’s been an awful evening I shant be coming again, and do tell your master he can go and screw himself” I nearly jumped out of my skin as that man’s voice traveled to me from across the room. “Isn’t that correct Yurieta?”     “Yes, Master.” If only there was a hole for me to crawl into right now because this could NOT get any more embarrassing.     "Here I thought you were leaving, but it seems the prodigal daughter has returned." He is really starting to get on my nerves "As you have already seen it's not safe to go out alone at night Rose and as I said before, you belong to me." Crossing the room I sat down as far as possible from the prick in the corner. "Might you come over here and sit dear Rose, I hate to have to yell across the room to you." I am disliking this man more and more.     "I can hear you just fine from here." I guess having such large rooms can be very advantageous at times like this, further more I don't want another scene of earlier repeating itself. Probably.     "How regrettable, after I went through all the trouble of preparing these refreshments for you." cake and chocolate covered strawberries were beautifully arranged as well as small cups with what looked like some sort of pudding inside. "I guess I'll have the servants take it away, this is all a bit too sweet for my taste." This man is truly hateful how did he know my weakness? With a strained laughed I glided across the room in my newly acquired fairy night dress and sat across from Lord  "There's no reason for it to all go to waste, since its already prepared I guess I could have some." This man is beyond irritating but these desserts are heavenly, in any other situation I would ask for the recipe." Because of my current situation I am in need of your hospitality but only for tonight, I plan on leaving first thing in the morning."     "You might find that to be far more difficult than it seems. You see Rose, even if you left from here, there's no guarantee you could get back to your world, never the less your home." Why do the handsome ones always turn out to be crazy?        "My world, what does that mean? What did you kidnap me to another planet?" He was really trying my patience.     "Whether or not I kidnapped you is neither here nor there, but what I do know is that while you are here you 'will' be under my protection and care. This world, more so than your own, can be a dangerous one. At least here you'll be safe; I give you my word Rose, no harm will come to you." As I stared at him he seemed sincere, but what he spoke of was just too hard to believe, as if reading my mind he laughed.     "To believe me or not is up to you Rose, you have free range of this house as well as the surrounding villages, as long as you follow these simple rules." he then started telling me the rules I had to follow; from sunrise to an hour before sunset I could do as I pleased and go anywhere I wanted, as long as someone accompanied me. He was very adamant amount the hour before sunset thing, mentioning to the girl from earlier to bring to me the Guardian Stars pendent, apparently it can tell exactly when that time is. He also said that during the night hours I was to be in my room, since He had guest over each night for festivities. Which I could not attend until learning proper etiquette, because he said I quote "you would simply, embarrass yourself, no offense.” Though offense was taken I didn't have time to even get upset, everything he was saying was just too much to take in, and I was barely keeping up.     "Wait a second, I still don't know whether or not I believe anything you have said so far, not to mention the need to learn etiquette, and you've been calling me Rose since earlier, and I don't remember ever telling you my name."     "You told me your name long ago Rose, but that story can be told another time. Vark please take Rose back to her courtiers, I'm sure the she would like to rest now, a lot has happened. If your having trouble sleeping don't hesitate to call on me I'd be happy to tire you out with some light exercise" Eyeing his Cheshire cat grin I have a very strong hunch that his idea of exercise is NOT the normal kind. I was then ushered back through this city of a house, back to the room which I had earlier escaped. I paced back and forth trying to figure out what he was playing at. On one hand; I have no intention of becoming anyone's 'possession', yet on another hand, this had to be the most luxurious place I have ever seen in my entire life; from the plush carpet to the glowing chandelier, everything seemed as if it was taken out from a fairy tale story. The bed alone could fit an entire family, not to mention that this room could fit 'two' of my apartments inside it and still have space to spare. Even touching the bed felt like touching the clouds. *sigh Exhausted from thought I fell back onto the bed. "Who am I kidding; being a slave here would be ten times easier than going back to where I was." Though I got into university on a fencing scholarship, if I don't fix my grades I could possibly lose it, and if that happened, I don't know what I'd do. Not to mention my crappy job and even worse apartment. It really hasn't been a walk in the park since I moved back into the city after selling my parents house. As nice as this place was there was no way I could stay with that Lord Valentine guy. No matter how hot and bothered he made me or how delicious the food was here; crazy is still crazy. And this whole household seemed bat CRAZY! *****Meanwhile**** Returning back to the room where Lord Valentine was, Vark stood in the shadows. "Secretly find out how this has happened Vark, and make sure this does not reach the ears of my Father, do you understand? No one can know where she came from." "Yes, Master Valentine." As Lord Valentine looked intently into the fire place, old memories seemed to flash across his mind, memories of a younger him and a girl he made a promise with.