Vincent stalked up and down in a fast pace in his room. “Anytime now, you’ll be mine,” he said quietly. The victory shone in his eyes and his cruel mouth almost lifted into a smile.
Up and down, up and down, until finally a knock on the door interrupted him. “Come,” he shouted in anticipation.
Natalia swept into the room, her sapphire gown flowing behind her and bringing out her blue eyes. “I’ve got what you wanted,” she purred as she walked closer towards him.
“Where is she?” He asked excitedly.
Natalia couldn’t help the sigh that escaped her lips. “It’s always bloody Alessandra that you want,” she pouted with her full red lips. “It’s never me anymore.”
Vincent hid his irritation and stepped closer to her. “Of course I want you,” he whispered into her ear and trailed his finger lightly down the length of her arm. “But you aren’t trying to kill me, are you?”
“Never,” she replied vehemently and wrapped her long, lean body around his.
“Then that is why it’s Alessandra I’m focusing on.” He pulled her head back and looked into her face. “Soon my dear, there’ll be no more prophecy girl. It’ll just be you and me like it always has been.”
Natalia stopped pouting momentarily. “I hope so.”
“I promise.” He kissed her mouth in a brief searing kiss. “Now where is she?”
She disentangled herself from the monster that she loved. “She’s in the room you had made up for her. Although I thought the dudgeon was much better place to keep her.”
“No,” he said, shaking his head. “That would never work for the plan I have in mind, my dear girl. She needs to believe that we are her friends, not her enemy.”
“Can’t we just kill her and be done with it?” She said frustrated.
“Not yet,” he soothed. “She will die, but not until I’m finished with her. Now go and make sure you’re ready to leave this place. I want us all gone within the hour.”
Natalia pouted but nodded her support. She didn’t know why she bothered trying to keep his attention some days. But she loved him, so she’d keep trying to win his black heart forever or till the day one of them turned to ash. She groaned inwardly and walked out the door to organise her things and left Vincent alone with his scheming.