DEMON'S BRIDE

CHAPTER FIVE

FIRST, I'M TAKEN TO the dining room to have breakfast before I'm led to the garden. The garden here is even more beautiful than the garden in my former home; the flowers and plants are well groomed, their colors bright and healthy. There's a bench placed there to sit when tired. It's a very huge garden, will probably take hours to see it all. There's also a fountain in the middle with clean, clear water gushing out of it.

"It's gorgeous", I murmur, placing my hands on the flowers as I walk.

"Do you know his highness designed the garden?", Jesse asks.

"He did?, I ask, surprised.

"Yes, he said he wanted something unique and beautiful", Eleanor adds.

"Wow", I say. He really did a good job then. Can you tell me more about Daemon? I know absolutely nothing about him".

"We know nothing about him either. His Highness is really secretive. Barely speaks to any of us really". Jesse says.

"Really, how long have you worked here?"

"I've worked here for four years. Eleanor and Katy, two years"

"You've worked here for four years and you know nothing about Daemon?", I ask, shocked.

"That's right", this time, Eleanor answers. "He barely even stays in the Castle. His Highness is a mystery, a mystery we're not willing to solve for fear of finding out something we shouldn't".

"And what exactly do you think you'll find out?", I ask.

"We don't know, something scary perhaps". Katy replies.

"Just because Daemon looks scary doesn't mean he is you know", I say.

"It's not that, it's just......", Eleanor starts to say but then hesitates.

"It's what?", I press her.

"He receives strange visitors and sometimes we hear him yell at them in a strange language". Eleanor says.

"He never lets them come in though, he speaks to them outside the Castle and when he returns, he's always fuming, his eyes blazing red". Katy adds.

"We don't want it to seem like we're spreading gossips that's why we kept it to ourselves". Jesse says. All I can do is stare at them in shock. The Daemon I met with doesn't seem like the type to get angry but come to think of it, I know nothing about him.

"How did you come about that information?", I ask with a little doubt.

"Well we were walking out one day since it was our free day we saw His Highness speaking with some strange men, there were three of them. We were far enough for them not to notice us but close enough to hear what they were saying. The only problem was that we didn't understand anything they said. They all spoke in a different language. We could only tell they were arguing because their voices kept going higher and also because of their body motion. By the time they were done, the three men walked away while His Highness passed by us without giving us a second glance, his eyes blazing red. By the time we turned back towards the Castle gates, the three men were gone. There were no signs of them, it was like they just vanished into thin air and we didn't even look at His Highness for up to thirty seconds; so how come there were no signs of those men. Even if they were fast walkers, we should still have seen their silhouettes from afar". Eleanor says.

"Are you guys sure about what you saw, I mean you might just have imagined it. You might have just been seeing something that wasn't there", I say. I really don't want to be believe there's something weird about my husband.

"We're very sure Anastasia, His Highness looked so scary; if looks could kill, those men would have dropped dead". Katy assures me and I sigh.

"Very well then", I say. "I'm tired, please lead me to my room".

While in my room, I go over the things Jesse, Eleanor and Katy told me. They claim his eyes were blazing red but his eyes are dark green so how could they have changed colors. On our way to my room, I asked them if they meant his eyes were blazing red in the figurative sense but they shook their heads and said they meant it literally. His eyes were literally blazing red. The dark green eyes were no longer there.

I get up from the bed and start to pace. Where the hell is Daemon? Eleanor, Jesse and Katy said they saw him with three men outside the Castle and today they told me he went out with a visitor and now he's not back.

I stop pacing when I realize I'm actually worried about him. I'm worried about the man I swore to make life miserable for. Here I am worried about the guy I fought against marrying with my Dad a few days back. What is wrong with me? I should be happy he's not here and that I have the whole Castle to myself. I should be wishing he never comes back but instead, I can't wait for his return.

This is all so wrong. I spent days plotting against this guy even though I had no idea who he was, I can't be feeling this way, I just can't. I walk back to the bed and plop down on it. I groan and place my head in my palms. I really wish Grace and Alex are here, they'll be the perfect people to speak to concerning all I've just been told.

The door to the room opens and I jump up in excitement hoping to see Daemon but instead it's one of the servants and I end up being disappointed.

"Do you need anything your Highness?", She asks and I sigh. Correcting these people to call me Ana instead is pointless so I don't correct her.

"No I do not, I'm good, thank you". I say and she turns to leave but then I stop her.

"When do you think Daemon will be back?" I ask with worry.

"Daemon?", She says and frown a little. I sigh, these women and their strict rules.

"His Highness", I correct myself and she nods in approval. It takes a lot of self control to not roll my eyes at her.

"I'm not sure your Highness. Whenever he receives a visitor, he usually doesn't return for days. There was a time he wasn't around for a month or so". She says.

"What?!", I shriek. "Gone for days?".

The woman smiles. "Don't worry your High Highness, I'm sure His Highness will be back soon now that he's married. He won't want to keep his wife waiting".

"Do you know where he goes to when he leaves the Castle?", I ask after calming myself down.

"Not at all. We are hired to work and do our jobs not ask questions".

"Alright then. That's all, you may leave". She bows and walks out the door. I plop down back on the bed and sigh. Days, a month. I wait for the happy, excited feelings to come but instead I feel sad and dejected. I really need to get myself checked because there's something seriously wrong with me.

I stretch out on the bed and start playing with my fingers. I didn't come with my novels so I have nothing to do. My mind drifts over to the make up session I had with Daemon and I blush. The feel of his lips on me. The way his center met with mine and how it felt.

As I go over what happened, my hand unconsciously slips down to my center. I place my hand against it and slowly rub my fingers around it. I've never done this type of thing before but the feeling is just too much for me to bear. I arch my back as my hand meets a particular spot and I moan. It's not enough but I'm too scared to put my hand in. I continue to rub my fingers against it and I moan.

When I'm not satisfied with my fingers, I take a pillow, pull the case off it and place it between my legs then I gently start to rub myself against it. It feels so darn good. I arch my back and moan as I continue to rub myself against it. I flip myself over so that I'm lying on my tummy and continue riding the pillow. I place my fingers at my center and rub it. The combined friction almost makes me scream. I remove my undies so I can feel the pillow on my skin and the feeling is heavenly. If this feeling is divine, I wonder what having real s*x would feel like. I imagine the pillow is Daemon and my fingers are his fingers. I imagine him moving in and out of me from under as I moan his name. I imagine his fingers slowly slip inside me, and pumps in and out while I ride him.

Before I get to have a release, I stop. I'm ashamed by what I just did and I'm glad no one was there to witness it. I put the case back on the pillow and adjust it on the bed. I wear back my undies and go to the bathroom to wash my hands. When I come out, I lay back down on the bed. As my eyes slowly close and I'm about to sleep off, I hear a voice.

"Why you?".

I open my eyes and I find myself staring into two blazing red eyes filled with malice and hatred.