Cursed Lover

Chapter 8

William's POV

After Lucas and my father p****d me off, I stalked away quickly to clear my head in my father's office that was on the second floor. At that moment, I didn't think about Lilith's safety. I wanted to kill Lucas, but I knew my father would've killed me on the spot. Lilith enraged me more than they did. Her innocence, her scent, her bright blue eyes that sparkled like a child's when she saw the entrance of my father's many lavish manors. He owned a home in every state, country and city. This one was more my favorite. It resembled a castle, hidden far away from the city. Away from so many problems and frustrations. It was to be mine after my father steps down.

Finally I can move out of my penthouse that was based in the city. I never liked the crowded streets, roaring cars or echoed voices that crashed into each other as the city sparked to life during the day. I could actually buy any estate I wanted, but my mother chose this manor when I was just a child. My mother was goodnatured. She loved me more than my father ever could. She was the only person I could tolerate. I hated my father for what he has done to her.

*Flashback*

"Silas, please, let me explain!"

I heard my mother's voice from the other side of the house, pleading for him to not hurt her. Her voice echoed through the halls, her screams deafening and horrifying. I flashed towards their room, peeping through the crack of the wooden double door.

My father was towering over her, his hands balled into fists. I didn't know why he wanted to hurt her. I was staring at his blood red eyes that was shining in the dark. The only light that lit their room was the moonlight. My father didn't utter a word. He stood there, his back hunched and his fangs bare, not breaking his gaze. I've never seen my father with this much anger.

He locked his hand around her throat, squeezing her throat tightly, almost breaking her neck. I gasped, but quickly pressed my hand over my mouth, trying not to make a sound. He proceeded by lifting her in the air, gripping her throat even tighter now. I was frozen in place. I couldn't move. I was so scared. My father engendered so much fear inside of me, that I knew he would've killed me if I had to intervene. I saw my mother lifting her face slightly, turning her head to look at me.

"Everything will be okay."

She whispered so softly that the human ear wouldn't even be able to hear. My father was too enraged, he didn't notice her looking at me or even whispering to me.

My father grabbed her hair with his free hand, pulling so expeditiously and hard that her head was severed from her body, so quickly it looked like tearing a piece of paper. He threw her head towards me. Her head thumped hard on the wooden floors, now rolling my way. Her blood gushed from her now open neck, spattering all over my father's body. His bloodstained face resulted in him looking like a beast, licking his lips in pleasure.

My eyes descended and met my mother's lifeless face. My body quivering at the sight.

*End of flashback*

To this day, I don't know why he k****d her. He loved her irrevocably. I shook my head, shuddering away from the thought of what happened to my mother.

As I arrived at my father's office, I didn't bother to turn on the light. I sauntered over to the desk, setting down my hands on the surface, bowing my head down, closing my eyes faintly, groaning in frustration. Flashes of Lilith went through my mind. Why did I have to think about her now? I came here to calm down and thinking about her just keeps frustrating me! What am I going to do? I just want to impair her.

In an instant, I felt someone touching my tricep, interrupting my thoughts, startling me that I turned instantaneously and snatching whomever's shoulders, shoving this person into the wall. My rage overwhelmed all my sences, until her eyes met my rage filled gaze.

"Scarlett?" my voice raised a bit with surprise. Her long pitch black hair covered half of her face cause of the brutal force from the wall that slammed her back. She gaped her eyes at me, then her eyes narrowed as her crimson lips turn up at the corners. Her thick fringe of black lashes slightly covering her irises.

"Hello, my love." She said, her voice euphonious and l*****l.

I detached my hands from her shoulders, stepping back a few inches. She swayed closer to me, clutching the shawl lapal of my tuxedo's jacket, tugging me towards her. Her body crushed into mine, her cleavage uplifting so that she could reveal more of the pulpy skin. My eyes gawking at her breasts, she pushed tighter against me, wanting to show more, wanting to seduce me so that I can rail her on the desk then and there. My breathing quivered, swiftly pressing her down on the desk. Our lips mushed together in a fraction of a second. She hauled up slightly, undoing my belt, subsequently unbuttoning my pants. She now pulled down my pants marginally, enclosing her legs firmly around my waistline, snarling me in, wanting my member to crash into her, now moist, entrance. Her entrance tightened around my member as I entered her. Her tightness adjusted to my size as I started thrusting into her vigorously. Pleasure pulsed through my body with every thrust. Her moans filled with so much l*st. Taking my frustration out on her seemed to work. God this woman was something. She always knew how to please me. Her body was perfect and her long, sharp nails always dug into my back as I railed her, sending so much pleasure through my body. I loved how she made me feel. Everyone hated her. She was evil and always held a grudge towards my father cause of what he did to my mother, but she never tried to k*ll him. She knew that he was more powerful and that she would die in an instant. Her family was also part of the noble families and her father also had a seat at the council. He was powerful. He always undermined my father, but they were still good friends.

I saw a dim light gleamed over our bodies as the door to the office opened. Scarlett's face sent even more pleasure through my body, up to when her head turned to the side, now focusing on the person standing in the door. Her grin turned devilishly. I followed her gaze, and to my surprise, there stood Lilith. A massive wave of anger and hate surged through her body. Did I make her jealous? Seems like she does have feelings for me. If not, why did she have this reaction to seeing me with Scarlett?

My thrusts slacking, I pulled my member out from Scarlett. I unhurriedly fastened my button then buckled my belt. Lilith's anger turned into rage. If looks could k*ll, I would be dead.

Lilith's POV

I took a few steps back when he tried to come near me, growling through my teeth.

"Get away from me!" I demanded.

He appeared in front of me in a flash, seizing hold of my arms. He yanked me, throwing me across the room like a rag doll and towards the woman. My body thumped hard on the wooden floor. I crumbled as the pain shot through my body. I can't lose control now. I tried keeping myself calm. I let the pain wash over me in waves. He stalked towards me, his back somewhat hunched. His eyes shed a crimson glow. I tried my best to push myself up from the floor, but I flinched as William gripped a chunk of my hear in his hand, pulling me up into the air. My eyebrows pulled together, my face now showing an exceedingly amount of pain.

I'm going to d*e. William was finally done with me. Tonight is the night I d*e. I didn't even get the chance to live a full and wonderful life. A normal life. Instead, I was born into a family of witches, started working for a vampire, a personal toy for my boss. The list goes on. I could save myself right now, but I would live a life of running and hiding from vampires, hunting me till I eventually d*e, or them catching me and k*****g me. Honestly, I choose this. I don't want to run for the rest of my life. I want him to get it over and done with.

He lowered me, tip of my shoes now grazing the floor. His face was inches from mine. His fangs now shining in the dim light. The woman behind me was chuckling fiendishly as she watched the whole scene unfold. Her heart was cold as William's. She reveled in my pain, taking pleasure in the pain I felt and the pain William inflicted on me. His head dipped, piercing his fangs deep into my neck. I let out a loud shriek as more pain washed over me.

William let go of his grip, resulting in to me plummeting to the floor. My body trembled in weakness. I felt numb. The pain was so excruciating that I couldn't even scream anymore. As I thought it was over, he pulled my hair once more, catapulting me towards the door. I was so weak, I couldn't even hold my arms out in front of me to stop the fall from hurting more.

"This is your punishment." He growled. He flicked his fingers and I could hear the woman hopping off the desk, swaying towards me.

He wandered around me, clasping my arms with excessive force. I groaned in pain. He pulled me up relatively low, just above his knees as he kneeled down. He scoffed softly as I felt a sharp object clawing into my back. My warm blood gushed down my back in an instant. I shrieked once more. The pain became overwhelming. It was too much for me to handle at this moment. My mind went blank. I felt another sharp object clawing into my lower back. I groaned thunderously.

My body was so weak that I even struggled to look up at William. I eventually met his gaze, my eyes weary. I've lost so much blood that exhaustion took over my whole body. As my eyes flickered, I saw another figure barging into the room. William was pulled away from me and thrown to the side. I mustered up some energy to keep myself up. I watched as this figure started throwing the woman. Her scream was deafening.

"How dare you do this to her?!" The familiar voice made my eyes pop wide, causing me to jump. I was saved by Mr. Patrova? Why would he save me? He wanted to hurt me the first time we met. What caused the change of heart?

"Father, this is none of your concern." William growled.

"This is my concern! What? You buy Camille from me, because I tortured her and now you are torturing your f*****g employee?! What did she do to deserve this?!"

"She broke the rules!"

"F*ck the rules!"

I heard a crack, then William's lifeless body thumped down hard in front of me. I gasped, my eyes still wide. My breathing accelerated, leading to me becoming extremely light-headed. My arms caved in from under me. Before hitting the floor, Mr. Patrova grabbed me. He tucked my head under his jaw, enwrapping his arm tightly around my body, placing his other arm underneath my legs. He hoisted me up, almost sending me flying, but he quickly embraced me against his chest.

"It's okay, Lilith. You can rest now." Mr. Patrova whispered as all my sences faded away.

Silas' POV

After taking care of my son and his sl*t, I hoisted Lilith into the air, holding her close against me, almost throwing her over my head. I didn't think she would be as light as a feather. Her numb body didn't even cause her to feel heavy. Like dead weight.

"It's okay Lilith. You can rest now." I whispered softly, noticing her drifting away.

I left my office and took her to my room that wasn't that far. Passing all the doors in the hallway, lost in thought, I heard clattering behind me.

"What is it, Camille?"

"Master, what happened?" her voice carried staggering worry.

"Just find Benjamin, please. Send him to my bedchamber."

With that, she turned on her heel and ran in the opposite direction. Benjamin was an old friend and my house doctor. We've been friends ever since we were children. Our families were of the noble vampires. We came a long way together. Whenever I got hurt as a child, he would aid me and tend to my wounds. Even when I was in battle. He always said he wanted to be a doctor, and now he is.

At the end of the hallway stood a massive wooden double door. I kicked it in, rushing inside, placing Lilith softly onto my bed. Her eyes shot open as I laid her down, screaming in agony. The material of the bedspread pushed into her wounds, causing an excessively amount of pain. Benjamin rushed inside, closing the doors behind him.

"What happened?" Benjamin demanded.

"My son."

"Oh dear God." He rushed to my side, pushing Lilith to lay on her side to better examine the extent of the wounds. My eyes widened at the sight of her back.

My son did this to an innocent girl? What did she do to anger him this much?

"Oh my God. Silas, your son... Did this?"

I nodded in protest. The thought that my son would go this far to harm her, was baffling. Benjamin scrambled through his medical bag, pulling out medical gloves, scissors, disinfectant and a needle with fishing wire. He pulled the gloves over his hands. He was a real clean freak. After, he started severing her dress from her body with the scissors.

"Silas, I need your help with the next part."

"What do you need me for?" I groaned in annoyance.

" I need you to push her down so that I can pour the disinfectant onto her wounds and stitch them up. Seeing as you took a liking in this girl, don't let her screams cause you to let go."

I sighed annoyingly, nodding my head. I advanced to the other side of the bed, crawling towards her. I pushed her down on her stomach with force, just enough to not put her in more pain than she already is. She moaned in pain as I pushed her down. I looked up at Benjamin, nodding my head to give the OK. I inhaled deeply, watching as Benjamin unscrewed the cap off the disinfectant. He held the bottle in the air, tilting it slightly. The liquid splashed over her wounds. Her screams turned into anguish. She lashed at me and Benjamin. She tried her best to push me off of her, but I was too strong. I grabbed her arms, holding them above her head as I threw my leg over her legs to stop her from kicking, her tears streaming down her face as the pain became more unbearable.

"Please, make it stop!" She howled.

Benjamin placed the disinfectant on the bed side table, now getting ready to stitch up her wounds. A few hours went by and her screaming and crying still didn't stop. Her body was soaked from the sweat and blood. Benjamin cut the last fishing wire, placing everything back into his medical bag. Her screaming died down, but she was still panting. She fell asleep instantly. I released my grip and sat up straight.

"She will be fine now. I would suggest you getting her something else to wear and cleaning the dry blood from her skin." Benjamin explained as he stood up from the chair, medical bag in hand.

"You want me to dress her in something else?" My voice sounded a bit l*stful than I'd like to admit.

"Or you could get Beth to help with the changing of clothes and washing her." He shrugged.

"Fine."

He nodded his head and smiled slightly, giving Lilith one last look before taking his leave. He stopped in his tracks after wrenching open the door.

"Oh and Silas?"

"Hmm?" I looked up at him, raising my eyebrows, knowing what he would say next.

"She looks a lot like Elizabeth." He whispered, looking away from me.

"You know, your son got his anger from you." He continued. "He saw what you did to his mother and to half of your servents. Even though your servents deserved it, Elizabeth didn't. She..."

"Get out."

"But, Silas..."

"I said get out!" My yell roared, echoing through the room as I grabbed the vase from my night stand, catapulting it towards him. The vase shattered against the door, pieces of glass scattering all over. Benjamin didn't flinch. He just stood there.

"Don't hurt her." He whispered as he left, closing the door shut behind him.

I growled and leaped off the bed, pacing back and forth, glancing at Lilith every few seconds. Her face looked alluring, even asleep. The sweat trickling down her forehead and cheeks made her skin glow in the gloomy light. Her cheeks were still flushed. I stopped in my tracks, gazing at her with admiration. She really did look like Elizabeth. Only smaller and more frail. The thought of Elizabeth sent waves of sadness over me. I really did love her. She meant everything to me. I would burn down the world for her. Why did she stoop so low? Why did she hurt me like that?

I shook my head, shrugging away from my thoughts.

"Beth!" I called out to one of my servents.

At breakneck speed, Beth was inside my room. She was an exceptionally loyal servent. One of the few that obeyed my rules. She was well disciplined and she never talks back at me. She quickly bowed her head as she stood on the other side of my bed. Her eyes caught a glimpse of Lilith's wounds and gulped aloud. I could tell that she thinks I did this to Lilith. Her gulp gave it away.

"It wasn't me, Beth." I admitted.

"I want you to clean her and then bring her some fresh clothes."

She nodded and dashed away. I struck my forehead with my palm in frustration, closing my eyes tightly as I hissed.

"We're so f*****g stupid. We put her through pain for nothing." I whispered through my teeth. I crawled onto the bed towards Lilith again, hauling her up slightly and scooting underneath her, letting her rest between my legs. I wrenched her up against my chest as I turned her on her back, holding her fermly against me.

"Lilith?" I said softly, trying to wake her up. Her eyes fluttered, opening her eyes vaguely.

"I'm going to give you some of my blood so that you can heal, okay? It's going to taste vulgar for you, but you have to drink." I demanded, still sounding compassionate and trying my best for my voice not to falter.

I let my fangs extend, lifting my wrist towards my mouth and piercing my skin. I slightly hoisted her up, bringing my wrist to her lips. My blood smudged over her lips. She moderately opened her mouth, letting my blood flow over her tongue. She gulped my blood, her face pulling, indicating how unpleasant my blood tasted. I pulled away my wrist, watching her fall back into a deep sleep. Her lips were soaked in my crimson blood, a streak running down to her jaw. I grazed my thumb over the streak, smudging the blood across her cheek. I placed my thumb into my mouth, sucking the blood from my finger. I sat with her in my arms, her warm body pressed tightly against me. I removed strands of her hair from her face, staring intently at her gorgeous porcelain skin. She really was beautiful. I have never seen a human as pulchritudinous as her.

The door wrenched open slowly, the shards of glass tinkling as the door pushed the shards. The sound broke my gaze from Lilith, looking up at Beth. She held clean towels against her chest, holding some clothing in her hands. Her eyebrows drew together, a vertical wrinkle appearing between her brows. She looked worried as I held Lilith against me. She approached the bed, setting down the towels and clothes. I sighed, knowing I should let go of this girl's frail body. I laid Lilith down slowly, scooting myself out from underneath her. I descended from the bed, proceeding to the door to give Beth some space.

I would've loved to see Lilith naked. The sweat sparkling on her skin in the candlelight. I shook my head, leaving the room.

"This girl... No wonder my son took a liking in her. She's perfect in every single way, but I understand now. Her scent is invigorating and her body..." I mumbled to myself as I closed the door, leaning back, resting myself against the door then sliding down onto my a*s.

"What am I going to do?"

I closed my eyes. Flashes of Lilith, her body and her wounds played through my mind. I heard footsteps coming my way, breaking my reverie. My eyes shot open as I saw Lucas emerging from the darkness. He had a smug look on his face. His hands were pressed into his pockets, walking swiftly. He stopped in his tracks in front of me, looking down at my weary face. The corners of his mouth pointed upward fiendishly. Lucas was also a close friend, but I hated him. He always seemed so perfect in front of others, but he turns dark behind closed doors. He tortured his servents, maids and slaves to the point where they died. He had just come from an auction with another slave before coming to my party. A young girl. Probably in her teens. I knew she wasn't going to last long. He might look like an angel, but he's a wolf in sheep's clothing.

"I sent everyone home, Si." He said in an assertiveness tone.

"Thank you, Lucas." I groaned.

"I heard what happened to sweet Lilith. Is she in your bedchambers? Naked and alone?" He said cheerfully.

I scoffed at his tone and what he had just said. I stood up swiftly, towering over him. My fangs extended from my lips. I growled in anger as I watched Lucas, not even flinching.

"I was only kidding." He waved his hand in front of his face, chuckling softly.

I was panting in anger. Lucas really knew which buttons to push. One day he's gonna push buttons then I'll sever his head from his body. The urge to do so now would make me feel so much better. Lilith's scent still lingered in the air and my panting just keeps taking in her scent faster. I turned my head slightly to the side, staring at the door knob. I can't let him through. She needs to rest and heal properly. But for now, I have to keep her here. Safe and out of harm's way.