Captured.

Loyalty Above All.

Saxons P.O.V:

I can't keep doing this, feeling like this. She drives me insane and I swear she knows it because everything she wears, her smell and her eyes are luring me in. When I picked her tattoo I half expected her to deny it, which would result in a punishment, but as far as I am aware she loved it. Dammit, why am I smiling who cares if she liked it? This isn't me, I'm not just any old vampire my father is the most famous in the world thanks to the generation that falls behind us. I'm powerful, strong and for frick sake nowhere near the soppy guy, I'm being made out to be right now thanks to my brilliant brain. I do not like her, no I just need to get it out my system but I know I won't even get that relief. 

Her eyes hurt me. They burned into my core making me feel guilt more than ever as I saw the pain that flooded her body when I flashed in front of her smacking her back into the wall behind us. No, this is on her. How dare she turn up to my room, playing me like a deck of cards she cleverly picked out aiming to win. The guilt still overwhelmed me as I hardly ever feel this emotion, it's swarming into my body like never before as I gave her no option to speak before I hurt her once more. As harsh as my punishment was I need to make sure she is treated like everyone else, no special treatment and not having her clean my room is the perfect opportunity to start building my plan together piece by piece. 

Emma's P.O.V:

"I apologise sir I never should have over crossed my boundaries, please feel it necessary to tell my master so that a suitable punishment is given", my head was held down in shame only praying that when Saxon found out I would be alive to retell the story of my life one day. Just as I was about to turn and reach for the handle an eruption of laughter filled the room and I was not only confused but filled with utter rage at his laughter, he can clean his own goddam room if he dares laugh at me like this. "Look, Emma, you have nothing to worry about. I'm shocked you think I'm that type of person, after all, I did give you my name. A name is a powerful piece of detail into a person's life I don't give that out to just anybody". Trust hasn't ever been an easy subject for me and that is not about to change for a stranger I have only just met who thought his first job was to insult most women. 

"I'll let you clean, I wouldn't want to be the reason you got in trouble with Saxon, who's a name I just revealed, s**t, don't tell him I told you please I'd be dead". Now it was my time to laugh as he clearly had no idea about the complicated relationship between me and his best friend and I would love to keep it like that. "Why are you laughing?" his smirk grew and he edged closer towards me as I tried to step back, I have no idea how Saxon would react if he smelt another guy on me. "I'm not laughing, I'm simply coughing. If you don't mind I need to clean your room now and would really appreciate it if you put a top on it's inappropriate for a slave to view a masters guest”. Why is he getting closer? Does he wish death on me or does he do this for fun? “Sir I ask that you let me clean your room now before my master thinks of a punishment for me of his own making”. That got rid of him as he stepped back and allowed me to pass before smiling and opening the door to leave.

This man will be the death of me. 

Saxon’s P.O.V: 

Two more meetings to go and they seem to last forever, each and every single one. All I can think about is how my plans will be in place soon and my relief will come sooner than anyone could imagine, especially her. "Saxon you never told me about your new bird", I never see the point in having a door, everyone just walks straight on through as if privacy is unacceptable. "What do you mean new bird, you i***t? Also can't you see I have meetings going on or does that never bother you?", clearly not since he has decided to make himself quite comfortable on my bloody sofa. "Well, she was sent to clean my room by you so I can only assume you took her for yourself. I played a few jokes here and there but she seems awfully loyal to you". He did what! "What type of jokes?" he started to laugh and I sat getting more furious by the minute, how dare he touch what is mine whether she was loyal or not? "Well I may have stayed topless to wind her up but it's not my fault she was uncomfortable, wouldn't even call me by my name. You must really have her nailed". I couldn't help but feel a slight bit happy as he carried on telling me how faithful she was and here I thought she was a stubborn girl who knew nothing of the rules I had set. Perhaps my plan will work better than I had thought. 

Emma's P.O.V:

I am nearly finished in his room after an hour of trying to get it clean, who knew someone could be so messy, well someone other than Saxon. I was so engrossed in my work that I had not heard the door open or feel someone enter the room. "Wow, you can clean my room more often if you get it looking like this", I dropped everything that I held at once and soon my cleaning was pointless. "Sorry I didn't mean to scare you but I'll sort that out, your master needs to see you at once".

This is it. I'm dead. He told him all about the few minutes that we spent together in the room. I was loyal and faithful to Saxon only even though I have no reason to be. I held my breath harshly as I knocked on his door waiting for his reply. Someone, please help me.