The vampire prince's wife.

Chapter 3 Prince Rye.

RYE PROLOGUE.

I’ve never felt this way before, not for a woman and not because of one. All my life I’ve been a loner never wanting to be in a relationship, never wanting to be held down.

But today I’m sitting here at this very moment thinking about what would happen if I lose my wife. The love of my life, when she’s no longer her young self. When she’s old and in pain, when she’s near the time to leave this earth and not return.

Could I resist the urge to not turn her, to not break the number one rule again. I’m not sure, but what I do know is that I can’t live without her.

Chapter Three.

PRINCE RYE.

Father called me to his office. Today we discussed my marriage to my beautiful bride Sol. I’ve only ever seen her in photos never in person as she was kept hidden away from the public eye for the past couple years.

It was strange though, I thought vampires were the only people that are good at hiding things but I was wrong. Humans are too.

I pushed the golden double doors open and took a seat opposite my father in his office. He’s drinking a glass of whiskey, his favorite.

He turned his attention to me from the files he was going over and smiled.

“My son is getting married, finally the day has come for you to settle down.” Father said.

“Now, father , let's not make this a big deal.” I say sporting a smile.

Looking at the picture of Sol hung behind my dad's back, the photo he loves so much because he’s never had a daughter I see the resemblance slightly to someone I’ve met years ago.

A young girl with a dying wish that I hope I can finally fulfill.

“You know the rules. So here’s your budget.” Father slides me a piece of paper and I shake my head.

Us vampires are wealthy, we accumulate our money by doing different things at once, some work constructions, nightclubs, assassins etc.. and save their income until they are able to make something of themselves.

We have five rules, even though there are many I don’t apply I still try to abide by them.

Don’t EVER turn a human.

Don’t abuse your wife or husband, mentally, physically or emotionally.

Carry yourself with elegance and class

Always dress to your best

And always go all out for events.

Rule number one I’ve broken twice and rule number three I abide by, until you run me the wrong way I turn into a monster no one wants out there cage.

“Do you think I should have Sol plan the wedding?” I ask my father.

“It’s every bride's dream to plan a wedding and it may do her some good by getting her out of that house.” Father says

“Then I’d stop by tonight on my way from the office.” I reply before standing on my feet and walk towards the door.

“Congratulations son, your mother would have been so proud of you for doing this.” Father said.

“Thank you father.” I bow and clothes the door behind me.

Walking to my black SUV, I pull my phone from my pocket and dial the number of our beloved event manager, Sophia Ramsey. I tell her to expect my bride by tomorrow morning to start planning our wedding.

After a quick squeal and lots of congrats she cleared her throat and gave me the ok.

I’m Prince Rye of Doris. I'm five thousand years old with red and silver eyes, pale skin and short hair. I’m slim and about 5foot 6inches in height.

Jet black hair that’s always kept low and a bright smile.

Many love me for my charm and most hate me for my dark side that leads people to think I’m a maniac with a disorder. But it’s simple just don’t bring him out and we wouldn’t have a problem.

I’m driving from my office to my future in-law house. It's 1:00am. It's late, I know but I don’t care. Something about Victor and Louis rubbed me the wrong way the first time I met them.That and the fact that many humans prefer us than them.

Parking the car and getting out with my bossy guard Frank who I have a feeling would remain with Sol tonight or until she moves to my house walks besides me.

I lift my hand puts it into a fist and knock on the door, it openes and a sleepy king Victor stands on the other side with his wife beside him.