His Possession

Early Mornings

MILES POV

Some people think that vampires sleep all day and stay awake at night , but we have other ways to do things . Every window in this mansion is UV protected , meaning that I can stand in front of the window in broad daylight without burning into ashes .

I put on a pair of grey sweatpants , a black t - shirt and my white sneakers before I head down to the basement . It's eight am and I have never felt so alive in all my hundreds of years than today . The thought of heading down there , seeing Peyton is giving me a source of energy that made me excited .

I nervously pat down my t - shirt before I scan my hand at the door , the sound of the heavy metal lock was loud and I push the handle down , pushing the door open . " Stop !" she shrieks as the door opens a bit and the door pushes shut , I could hear the water running and I smirk at the thought of her taking a shower . " I apologize , I didn't know ." I mutter , clearing my throat . " Because you don't consider my privacy !" she snaps at me and I can't help but smile at the tone she is using with me . It's cheeky , but friendly -- I think .

" I'll wait ." I beam , a grin tugging on my lips . " You better ." I swear I could hear her eyeballs rolling backward . " You have five minutes ." I beam as she pushes the door shut and I grin as she scoffs . I patiently look at the time before I scroll through my phone . She has five minutes and I mean it . I am impatient and if she were anybody else , I would have entered . I froze as I realised that , am I treating her differently ? Should I be treating her differently ?

She is just so unique , something else . I can see it in her eyes .

I notice the five minutes have passed and I inwardly scold myself that I just spent five minutes thinking of a girl I barely know . I inahle a breath before scanning my hand again , secretly hoping I catch her getting dressed as I pull the handle down and push the door open . She stands in front of the wooden closet , glaring at me as she stands in a white dress , her hair soaked and the floor wet . " You really finished quickly ." I grin and she rolls her eyes , padding her hair dry with the towel . " There should be a hair dryer ." I glance around and she hums , " I know ." she grits out . Her tiny feet pads around the room , mopping the floor with her dirty clothes and I frown at the sight . " You don't need to , there's people that can clean up ." I explain , but she looks up at me through hooded eyes . "I want to , I can do it myself ." she argues .

She's very independant , a hard thing to get over . " Well I know you can , but you don't have to ." I argue back , because in her life here , she doesn't have to do a thing except take care of herself .

She doesn't answer me as she tidies the room , ignoring my presence as if I weren't standing here , waiting for her to continue .

" It's not time for breakfast yet , is it ?" she grits out , sounding a little annoyed as she brushes her hair . " No ." I smile as I watch her , she looks so elegant while doing simple things .

" Hurry up ." My impatientness breaking through the surface . " You show up here , unannounced so don't come in here and rush me ." she looks angry , but I did not care . I was becoming angrier as she speaks to me in that annoyed toned .

" Don't talk to me like that ." I breathe out , trying to control my anger . " Or what ?" she challenges me and I step towards her , she turns her back against the wall , standing up right . Her vibrant blue orbs widen as I close the distance between us , her thighs squeeze together as she gulps . My eyes trail down the short white summer dress , stopping as I notice her fingers fiddling with the material of her dress . " Do I make you nervous ?" I smirk as my eyes flick back up to hers . " No ." she scrunches her face up in annoyance and I must admit , she's a good liar because I can hear her heart beating fast and I knew I was affecting her . I take my hands out of my pockets and I raise the one , tucking a strand of loose wet hair behind her ear before I slide my knuckles down her cheeks . She stands completely still and I let my hand fall to my side , the other lifting to the flow of her dress , twisting the material between my fingers , tugging her closer as I also step forward . She gasps in a sharp breath as my fingers brush against her thigh , her jaw tightening as she bites down on her teeth . I could hear her teeth rub against together , it sounds like porcelain rubbing together and my over sensitive hearing is on over drive as I listen to her racing heartbeat .

" Do I make you nervous now ?" my voice unintentionally goes low and her tongue circles on the inside of her cheek . " No ." she breathes out and I smirk as I grab ahold of her leg with my hand , squeezing it . " Stop ." she lets out a shaky breath and I do stop . " Don't act like you didn't like it ." I back away , watching her chest fall in relief as I step back .

" Come ." I nod towards the door and I could hear her gulp as I walk to the door . " To where ?" she asks as she slips into white pumps . " I believe I owe you a tour ." I grin . " You don't owe me anything ." she deadpans and I halt in my steps , slowly turning back to her . " Sir ." , her face scrunches up in confusion . " Sir ?" she asks and I nod . " It's ' you don't owe me anything , sir ' . Got it ?" I correct her and she blankly stares at me , nodding . " Good , now come ." I demand . " Okay .." I raise my eyebrows at her reply and she gulps again , " Okay sir ." I offer a small smile as a reward of her behaviour and I don't miss as the edge of her lips twist up a little bit .

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PEYTON'S POV

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I follow Miles out of my room and up the stairs , my eyes flicking around for an exit but I couldn't see any .

" Mind your step ." he informs me as we walk down the hall and there's a little step at the end . I follow him up another flight of stairs and he halts in front of a dark emerald green door . " Are you ready ?" he smirks and I bite down the urge to roll my eyes at him . He mentioned nothing , so how am I suppose to know what to be ready for ? Should I read his mind ?

He says nothing as he pushes down the handle and pushes the door open .

It felt like that moment in one of the cartoons where my jaw could drop to the floor .

It's a garden room filled with flowers . There were roses on the one side , daisies on the other , sunflowers , lillies and more .

" Wow ." I breathe out as I stride right past him as if he weren't even there . I could tell the window glass was darker than normal ones and I look up at the glass ceiling . It was all very beautiful , but why did he bring me here ?

" I grew them myself ." he chimes proudly .

So he's a gardener ?

" It's beautiful ." I breathe out , still feeling very weird that he brought me here just to tell me that he plants flowers .

" It's my favourite room ." I could hear the proudness in his voice and I walk down the long ile of flowers , staying on the path as he follows me and at the end , there was a built in pool .

It's almost like heaven , a pure white pool surrounded by flowers .

Beauty at it's best .

" Do you like swimming ?" he asks as he catches me staring at the pool .

I use to .

" No ." I lie . He doesn't need to know that when I finally convinced my parents to let me join swimming classes , that my dad died just as I learned to swim and I never sat foot in the pool again . He was always the one to support me , to drop me off and pick me up , to watch on show days how much I have improved and he use to buy me ice cream and told me that he was so proud of me .

I miss him .

" Can you swim ?" he asks and I roll my eyes , now this is insulting . " I can ." I snarl , what do I look like ? A girl that can do nothing ? " So join me later , after breakfast , for a dip ." he insists and I roll my eyes at him , shaking my head . " No ." He can not make me get into this amazing looking pool . Even if I want to get in , I don't think my heart can handle it . It's too much , even if it has been years .