THE VAMPIRE CEO MATE

CHAPTER FOUR

Claire was fuming. The door to her office slammed behind her. Sitting down and still trying to process what the hell had happened yesterday. Claire tightened her fist and her face flushing red from the anger rising inside her.

How dare him...... How dare this man whatever the hell he is come to her with the crazy excuse of promoting her and trying to get her to be his right hand lady just to have her under his control and toy with her emotions. How dare him force himself on her...... She had no idea what to do but she knew she was terrified and scared of him. And she didn't like the feeling of being helpless and controlled.

But she knew she couldn't back down without a fight and he would surely get a piece of her, that she could bet on.

She stared at her computer thinking of ways to execute her plan on the psycho.

The ringing from her intercom startled her and made her almost just out of her skin. Claire picked up the phone to answer her assistant. "Yes, Katie".

"Good morning, Miss Willow. I've just received a message from the CEO asking for your attention in his office".

Claire frowned at the mention of the CEO office, she rolled her eyes thinking that he really had the nerve to ask her to come to his office after what he pulled yesterday with her. But she made up her mind to go because it was good to start executing her plans fast. She stood up and slipped her secret weapon inside her jacket pocket and made her way to his office.

Ryan sat at his desk going through and signing some important documents for one of his company client. There was an important meeting coming up with the client so he needed to go through the documents for him to be prepared for the meeting. Though his mind and thoughts were on other things.

Since morning, Ryan couldn't get Claire out of his head, he remembered how soft and delicate she felt in his arms. And the delicious blood he drank from her..... he could sing praises of her blood forever. And he couldn't wait to have more of her and have her be with him forever.

You don't deserve her, you forced yourself on her, what makes you think she would want you or even love you.

These thoughts kept hunting him and he couldn't shake the thoughts off.

He closed his eyes, trying to let his thoughts wander off to other things.

When she learns of your past she would definitely leave you hanging in the dust. she definitely wouldn't want to be with a heartless man and murderer like you.

Ryan dropped the papers and sighed in frustration. what was he going to do, just then a knock came from the door and he turned his attention towards it. His heart sank into his stomach because he knew Claire had finally arrived, "Come in", he called out.

"Good morning, Ryan". Claire greeted as she stepped in and closing the door behind her. "You wanted to see me?".

Ryan smiled, he could hear her nervousness from her voice.

"Please, Have a seat" he said as he pointed to one of the leather armchairs directly across his desk. He was surprised when she did so without hesitation and even crossed her legs, raising her skirt slightly higher up her thighs. A beautiful smiled appeared on her face which captivated him. At this point he had totally forgotten the reason he called her in. Was it about a meeting....... he wasn't sure anymore.

"You know, Ryan", she suddenly spoke up and her voice being a bit seductive. "I was thinking....."

He knew exactly what she was thinking and he smiled."You want me to call you over here to me so I can kiss you again".

Claire shocked by his reply, how the hell did he know what I was thinking.

"I can hear your some of your thoughts,Claire. You want me to hold you in my arms and drink from you again".

She cursed him inwardly, By the sound of his chuckling she knew he was still listening to her thoughts. Straightening her back, she put on a poker face and tried to clear her thoughts. Trying to distract him from concentrating on her inner thoughts, she stood up quickly and slowly she walked over to Ryan side of the desk.

Ryan raised his eyebrows, as Claire turned his chair around so that he could fully face her. "Well, you're right Ryan, I do want you to kiss me, I want to feel your lips on mine". She leaned in close and whispered into his ear "And I want you to hold me close to your body".

Ryan, immediately grabbed her and pulled her down. His lips were on hers without any hesitation, he wanted to devour her like a candy. Claire was surprised by his sudden action, but Claire had to regain her composure and adapt to the situation. She kissed him seductively. she needed him eating out of her palms and he was doing so willingly.

Ryan's mind raced. He could feel knots forming in his stomach. He couldn't believe Claire was kissing him!!. And she was kissing him passionately and he was enjoying every moment of it. He could feel the sensation going through his body..... The taste of her left him on a drug high and he wanted all of it. His hands were savouring her body, trying to enjoy every bit of pleasure from her. He was just about to undo her jacket button when he felt something slam into his chest. He froze and immediately pulled away, his eyes first meeting hers. She looked at him expectantly.

He looked down at what she had slammed into him. It was a wooden crucifix. It was careful carved with it's end sharply pointed. His eyes widened and his breathing slowly stopping. Ryan's body slowing shaking and strangled groans escaped his throat.

Claire jumped back quickly. She stood there and watched him apparently suffering. It finally dawned on her on what she had done and a "oh my God?". escaped her mouth.

Suddenly, Ryan's moans of pain turned into soft laughs of amusement. Soon, he threw his head back , his laughter becoming louder by the second.

Claire stared at him in confusion, He was laughing? Why was he laughing? He was suppose to be dying, turning to ashes or something!

Soon, his laughter subsided and he pulled out the crucifix from his chest and placed it on his desk.

"You should have seen the look on your face". He held his belly and wiped away the tears that had rolled down his face from his laughter. "A crucifix? really Claire, I'm Baptist". The terrified and confused look on her face made him laugh harder. After a few seconds, he stopped laughing and stood up looking at Claire.

He looked at her with a smile on his face. She felt her heart sink, she failed at protecting herself and now he was probably going to kill her. Claire closed her eyes and flinched when Ryan leaned in to whisper into her ear.

"Nice try , though". he said.

A familiar feeling came over Claire again. She could not move her limps or run away from him. Fear came over her, "No, Please, I'm sorry". she begged.

Ryan shook his head as if he pitied her. He gently brushed a stray lock of her hair away from her neck. He fangs lengthened in sight and he bit into her.

His arms caught her and held her when her legs crumbled at the pain of being bitten. Once again, he indulged in her blood and felt his body warm up from the pleasure of the taste.

When he had drank enough,he pulled away from her. Using his mind to control hers, he commanded her to leave and go back to her office. When he was alone, he rang up Sarah,who was his secretary and personal assistant.

"Sarah". he said over the intercom.

"Yes, Mr Dragonoff, what can I do for you". she answered.

"Could you call Tyler for me please?, tell him to bring a first aid kit when he is coming".

"Sir, are you all right".

"I'm fine Sarah, just do what I asked".

"Yes,Sir".

Ryan sat in his chair and leaned back. He closed his eyes in pain. Loosening his tie and undoing his shirt button. He looked down at his chest. "Shit....." he hissed. The place were Claire had stabbed him had started to look really ugly. He looked at the crucifix, picked it up and throwing it across the room. The wooden object embedding into the wall. By now the burning had increased, making Ryan uncomfortable and almost breathless.

Five minutes later, Tyler stepped into the office. Ryan looked up to see Sarah standing at the doorway trying to peek inside before his brother closed the door behind him.

Tyler frowned when he saw Ryan clutching his chest and having difficulty with his breathing. "Do I have to say it".he muttered.

"You don't have to say s**t". Ryan blurted out.

"What did I tell you? hmm? I warned you, didn't I but oh no Ryan Dragonoff doesn't listen, now look at the mess you got yourself into!".

"Shut up, Tyler!!".

Tyler came closer to inspect the wound.

"What happened?"

"Claire tried to kill me with a crucifix". He said pointing to the wooden crucifix sticking out of the wall. Tyler followed his fingers and his eyes laid on the object in surprise. "She tried to kill me, Tyler!".

Tyler looked at Ryan only feeling half sorry for him, "Are you really surprised?,you should be happy she used only a wooden crucifix because if I were her I would add holy water to it as well".

"Hahaha, very funny". Ryan said sarcastically.

Tyler opened the first aid kit and removed the burn ointment and some bandages. He handed Ryan an ice pack he brought back from the freeze he took from the break room. He just knew that his hard headed arrogant brother would get himself into trouble. "Put that on for a minute".

Ryan obeyed, the two stayed silent for a while. when the minute was over. Ryan removed the ice pack and handed it over to Tyler. "It will heal soon enough". Ryan finally said.

Tyler made a disapproving face, the wound was really looking ugly.

"But really, she tried to kill you with a crucifix? When was last time you went to church?. Tyler said laughing.

Ryan signed and rolled his eyes, "Shut up, Tyler'.

Tyler began to apply the medicine on the wound, "Really,what will you do with out me?". When he was done,he handed the ice pack to Ryan, "You might need that later to reduce the pain". He shook his head, "It should be healed by the end of the day".

"Thank you, Mama for healing your baby boy". Ryan said teasing Tyler.

"Your humor is very dry, Ryan". Tyler said rolling his eyes.

Tyler chuckled," You know you like being called Mama".

"Yes, and you're my annoying and arrogant little son that refuses to listen to the advice his wise mama gives him and goes and get himself almost killed".

Ryan frowned at his brother, "Get the f**k out, Tyler".

"You're welcome, asshole". He packed the kit and made his way to leave. "Call me, when she impales your heart with a stake".

"f**k you" was all Ryan could say before Tyler closed the door.