Captured.

What is Happening?

Saxon's P.OV:

I am foolish, how could I wish her happy birthday like that it was completely irrational and stupid of me. I don't care about her and her birthday, I won't care about her. It's entirely pointless even if I did burst out in a fit of anger last night when someone dared to cut her. It's as if they knew it would be defying me and therefore, leading to me wanting to kill them. When I smelt her blood I knew others had to but it wasn't just me she had an effect on. No, as her virgin blood oozed out of her, many of the tamest vampires who have existed for centuries, jumped out of their chairs at the smell. I tried my hardest to control my urges and put the others to rest as I called her over, sitting her on my lap with a napkin to the wound. I couldn't heal her in front of anyone, it would be showing I was weak but at that moment, I don't know why but I only felt sorry for her that her reason for being in this position is because of me. When everyone left I pulled her back down to my lap when she tried to leave, sure she was a little embarrassed when I kissed her just now in front of my guest but I can now deal with her arm. "How is your arm?" I took away the napkin, examining how deep the wound is, "stings, but I'm fine". That will of hers is going to cause trouble, I can clearly see she is not fine but she has no trouble denying it. "I can tell your lying, here drink this", I handed her a glass of blood as I knew she wasn't too happy drinking straight from me but she was very resistant about this too. "Drink it, Emma now", I pushed the glass to her lips and she took a tiny sip, enough to heal the wound but not enough that it left a tiny scratch mark on her arm. 

I looked at the dress which I left on her bed and if it wasn't for the blood marks on it she would look even more terrific. "You look gorgeous in this dress, by the way, I knew I had good taste but you do take it to another level". I saw the shock on her face when she looked down at the dress, the reaction of pure shock, "you brought this?" I nodded silently at her as I watched her process the new information I had just given her "thank you master". Once again I gave her no warning as I pulled her in so that our lips crashed down on one another's, enjoying what I could as she lost control of herself once again. I quickly pulled away as I knew it would go too far at this stage, even if she did shoot me down again she wouldn't be able to resist for much longer. She rose from my lap and immediately headed for the door and that is when I couldn't control my words and said, "happy birthday Emma". 

It has been tormenting me for the rest of the night, I have had no sleep yet and the clock has stroked 1, leaving me in nothing but silence. All I could hear was how restless Emma was and I knew at that moment we were both awake together. I could hear her groans as she fought for sleep, thinking no one else was awake with her. Eventually, it was 3 o'clock and I heard her footsteps as she arose from her bed, heading to the bathroom where the sudden gush of water was released from the taps. It was at that moment that I knew she had no intention of going back to sleep. At that moment I lost all my will power to fight and ended up making a call.

"Jackson buddy, I hope I didn't wake you. No, good. I could do with a favour mate if you don't mind I know it's a bit last minute. However, I would need you to meet me here at the house with your gear. Yes the tattoo equipment and even the piercing equipment, I will let her choose what she wants out of the options. That would be great, see you hear at quarter to 5? Okay, thank you, buddy". Every time I look at Emma I see a girl who wants to take the risks but hasn't had the chance. Which is why for her birthday I have organised for her to have a tattoo if she does go with this option I have chosen one for her to have and she can choose one of her own likings as well. If she decides not to go with this option I have brought her a necklace that has the crystals belonging to her birthstone embedded into it. 

It's now 5 and I can hear her footsteps as she walks towards my office, at this point me and Jackson are catching up on old times but she stopped at the door when she heard two voices. I can hear her thoughts as she is ready to run in the opposite direction but before she had the chance I flashed over to the door, opening it for her to come in. "Emma this is Jackson. He is here as your birthday present so he can do anything you want like a tattoo or piercing, I have to approve of them first but you can have whatever you want to a reasonable degree". I could see it in her eyes that curiosity and drive to do something different and eventually, she had decided what she wanted. "Um master is it okay if I have a tattoo and just a simple lobe piercing", I smiled gently at her as her nerves excited me but I nodded to show her it was okay. "Jackson you can use my room to set up your things and I would like you to also tattoo this onto Emma's back at the bottom". 

I never allowed her to see the tattoo I had picked out all she knew is that I hadn't chosen anything overboard. I just sat waiting patiently whilst she had both her tattoos done.

What on earth is this girl doing to me?