The Billionaire Vampire

He had me pinned against the cold hard wall with holding my wrists above my head. I couldn't move but that didn't stop the anger inside me. Here was this man holding me like I'm his prisoner. Yeah, he was cute. Slicked back brown hair, hazel green eyes and a handsome face but that doesn't change the fact that I can't move. If you're asking yourself how did I get into this situation, it's simple. It all started with a party. A party I didn't even want to come to but, when your best friend beggs and pleads with you. Peer pressure is a b***h. So I dolled myself up in a fancy dress and headed to the party. Please note that I hate dresses, we have a love-hate relationship. I like looking at dresses from afar but when you can't hardly breath or walk normal, there's an issue for me. So, my best friend Sanya asked me to go to this party of here boss. Some rich guy with way to much money. The type, I have money and you don't. But Sanya wouldn't stop asking me to come for a month. So, here I am at a way to fancy party, wearing a dress that most likely is cutting off my air supply and not knowing a soul here but my friend. What fun, great way to spend my saturday night. I watch as Sanya become the center of attention from a group of guys while I become a wall flower. Me and Sanya are yin and yang. She's outgoing, social and carefree. Me on the other hand is not out going, definitely not social and cautious. You can say we make the best relationship. She drives me nuts by dragging me out to her my job related evens and I let her be the social butterfly she is. I make my way down a hallway to look at the any painting on the walls. Half of the I don't even recognize but, one I do. The Mona Lisa. How in holy hell does this guy have the Mona Lisa. Can we say fake, because the real one is in a museum. I say those words out loud and then hear a man's voice behind me. "She's most definitely not a fake". I turn to see a fairly tall, brown haired with hazel green eyes looking straight at me. I bring myself back to reality and reply, "Yes, because there is only one of her and that's in a museum." He stands beside me and say,"How funny would it be if all those people who pay money to see her found out she was just a copy and not the original." "That's not funny at all. Millions of people would be pissed and want their money back. Why would you say something like that?" "Because, they pay money to look at a fake while we are looking at the original for free.", he replied. Ironic isn't it. Well, I don't like so. And this painting is a fake, because I have seen to many TV shows about her and know for a fact the original is hanging at this moment in a museum, I snapped at this man. "And how do I change your opinion?", he questioned. They say on the back of the painting is the signature of the artist, I replied. I watch this man slow take the painting off the wall and flip it around to show me the back. In faint writing was the signature of Leonardo da Vinci. My jaw dropped, it's not a fake. Holy s**t! "Exactly", he replied. Did I say that out loud? I'm so sorry, but how did you get the real Mona Lisa?, I questioned. I watch as he slowly placed the painting back and then turned to face me. "It's a long story and lots of money", he replied with a smile. "First let me introduce myself. I'm Daryl Hutchinson." You are Daryl Hutchinson the millionaire? "Actually multi-billionaire but who's really keeping count." Um, everyone. Your all over the news. Your a celebrity. "No, just a normal guy who invested in the right companies. May I ask your name?" Oh, I'm so sorry. Tina. Tina Patton. I'm friends with Sanya. She works for you. "Nice to meet you Miss Patton. Are you enjoying yourself?" Yes, up until I made a fool of myself in front of a billionaire. I giggled. "No harm done. May I show you around?", Daryl asked. Yes. He stuck his arm out and I placed my hand on his very tailored suit. I could feel the muscles under his coat sleeve. He placed his hand over mine as he guides me down the hall. We talk as he shows off his many paintings, statues and other things. I felt like I'm having my very own guided tour in a private Museum. Time seemed like it was moving slowly, it was just us. A nice thought but he's way out of my league. I'm a simple girl and he's a billionaire. We turn into a garden filled with beautiful flowers. Roses of every color surrounding us. I couldn't help but to touch one. So soft and delicate. He moves his hand to my waist as I continue to move through the garden. We come to a old brick wall covered with ivy. "You look beautiful against all these flowers.", he stated. Thank you, I replied. He began to push me back against the wall. The siren in my head began to go off. Fight or flight took over. I started to push him away but he pushed harder against me. I slapped at him and even punched him. That's when he grabbed my rest and pin them above my head. So, now we are all caught up and now I have to figure out what to do. My anger tells me to continue to fight with my strength but then I look into those eyes and something else I haven't felt in a very long time is telling me different. Almost like an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other. So, I do something he wouldn't expect. I kiss him. I could feel his body tense up and then easy. His eyes slowly close as he begins to kiss me back. That heat I felt inside began to smolder as the flame can to flicker. Small at first but then a raging fire. Our lips dance the time less dance. I felt him release my wrists and that's when I punch him right in the stomach. He held his stomach and fell to one knee as I made my exit. I had to have the last word. So before leaving the garden I screamed, "f**k you!!" I continued running until I found Sanya, "We are leaving now!" My friend just looked at me, hair a mess, my face flush with anger mixed with passion. I started pulling her toward the exit door. "Tina, stop! What happened?", she screamed at me. I turn and look her dead in the eyes, "Your f*****g boss. That's what happened. He seduced me and when I slapped him he held me against my will. We have to leave, now!" Tina, do you think you over reacted?, Sanya questioned. "No, he had no right. I'm not some tramp. I'm leaving with or without you.", I snapped. Tina, I can't. This is part of my job and he's my boss. Go home and relax. I slowly walked away from my friend, realizing she just picked her job over her friend's safety. I don't know if I was in shock or just dumbfounded but things have changed with me and Sanya. The fresh air didn't help the feeling of betrayal I have at this moment. She picked him and his billions over our friendship. How could she, he took advantage of me. I didn't want those hazel green eyes looking at me like another trophy or his strong hands touching me and never would I want those soft lips kissing me. I wanted nothing to do with this handsome man again. As a made my way down a road I realized I'm lost. Was I daydreaming about him while I was walking. The road is dark, dirty and lined with run down abandoned buildings. Not a place to be at this time of the night. That's when I heard the crash of a bottle braking. My nerves are are high alert and I had to get out of this place quickly. I turned at the sound of someone saying "Hey sexy" and "Daddy wants a ride". Out of the shadows stepped two dirty, ruff looking guys. Very different from the men at the party. The two stepped closer as I started walking the opposite direction. Remember my love hate relationship with dresses, this is another reason why I don't wear them, they make you trip and that's what I did. My head hit the ground so hard I saw stars but this fall of mine also gave the two dirt bags an opportunity to try to get some free action. One had my dress pulled up and was trying to undo his pants while the other yelled at him to hurry up so he can get a turn. I closed my eyes, wishing it be over quickly when I began to hear crashing, things breaking and men screaming in pain. Then all the sound stopped, not a whisper. Two strong arms pick me up, I slowly open my eyes but every is so blurry and all I could see is a shadow figure carrying me. My head was pounding from the pain of hitting the ground, I was in shock at the fact I was almost r***d and now some stranger rescued me. It was to much and I blacked out.