The Vampires forbidden obsession

Assault Part 2

Eve bowed her head to greet the man out of politeness. She didn't like the man because he was always seen in compromising situations with different women, and he wasn't faithful. The man had been pursuing her for some time now, and Eve was not interested in him.

‎"Good evening Lady Genevieve." He had a gentle smile on his face, and Eve knew better than to fall for it. "Good evening Mr. Victor." She wanted to leave immediately. "Do you have time, Lady Genevieve? If you don't mind, I would love to talk with you." Victor had been eyeing the lady for a long time now, and he couldn't wait to have her, but Eve was not like the other women he had been with, and that made him more intrigued by her. She was a very beautiful woman; her golden hair and honey-colored eyes were captivating. It made one think of lying in a field of grass under the warm sun.

‎"Mr. Victor, I don't think we know each other enough to have any conversations with each other. If you don't mind, I would love to be on my way now. It's getting late." She stepped to the side, but Victor held her hand, preventing her from moving forward. "You know, I really like you, Genevieve, and it's really rude to refuse a man without giving him a chance to even court you." He continued to smile at her.

‎"I don't think any woman in her sane mind who plans to keep her respect and dignity would agree to be with someone like you." She gritted her teeth. His grip on her hand grew tighter. "Dignity, do you think you have that?" He laughed, and she glared at him. "Come on, Genevieve, don't act like your body doesn't crave a man's touch. You don't have to be shy, I can help y..." He was still talking when a loud slap echoed in the quiet street. "How dare you say such things about me? You really have no shame, do you?" She was pissed right now. Victor held his face that had been slapped, his anger rising. He'd tried to be nice to her, but it seemed like she didn't want that. His hand went to squeeze her neck and pinned her against the closest wall. His free hand went to raise her skirt, and he pressed his body against hers. "You really want to pretend, don't you, Lady Genevieve? The thing is, I've seen your type before, and it all ends the same way, with them crying and begging me to take them." His fingers dug into her thighs hard enough to leave a bruise. "You're psychotic, let go of me!" She screamed for help, hoping and desperately praying that someone came to rescue her. She had never been with a man, and this was making her feel sick. "Shut your f*****g mouth." His hand that was on her neck went to cover her mouth, and she bit into it hard, which made the man slap her.

‎He fisted her hair in his hand and jammed her head against the wall, turning her dizzy. She felt her body turning weak; her heart was beating hard and fast, making her body shake violently. Her skin turned hot, which burnt Victor's hands that were on her. He quickly withdrew his hand that was on her body. He took a step back to notice the creepers that were climbing his legs, holding him immobile. He tried moving, but it was impossible, and the veins kept moving higher till they were squeezing his body tightly. One of the plants went around his neck, strangling the man. His eyes went to look at the girl who was standing straight. She had a dazed look on her face, as if she wasn't seeing him but looking right into his soul. His eyes widened—she was a witch. "Stop this right now, or I'll make you regret it!" he threatened her, but Genevieve didn't react. Soon the ground beneath his feet loosened, and the veins around his body started pulling him under the ground, never to be seen again. When he had disappeared under the ground, Genevieve collapsed and fell unconscious on the ground.