The Moonlit Desires: Bound by Blood

Trigger warning: The sexual assaults and abuse in this chapter may be triggering!! So skip it if it is against your perspective.

Emma

After navigating the labyrinthine, dimly lit corridor for what felt like an eternity, we found ourselves at a standstill in front of a black locked door. The paths leading to this room were so convoluted that I doubted I could retrace them if I tried to escape. It seemed as though that… That beast had designed this place specifically to thwart any attempts for his captives to escape. Standing there with the two guards, each holding my hand from behind, I felt like a prisoner in a sinister, otherworldly realm. However, I watched as Serena stepped forward and pulled out a passkey from her pocket, and effortlessly glided it through the locked door. There was a sudden beep sound, she then pushed the door open, and through her gaze, she signaled to the guards who suddenly pushed me inside.

“Ow!” I winced as I suddenly held myself from falling flat on the floor, turning around I noticed that she was already closing the door.

“Heyy! Wait….” I shouted, sprinting forward, but before I could reach the door, that little witch slammed it in my face. Taking a deep painful gulp, I lingered in front of the door for a moment before finally mustering the courage to explore the room and see how it looked.

The room was so dark, but it still had this elegant vibe. I wished there was a light to brighten it up and reveal more details. As I looked around, I noticed the walls were adorned with black and white wallpapers, and strangely, there were no light switches in sight. The room had minimal furniture-a king-sized bed, a nightstand, and a large couch in the corner which was fixed directly opposite the bed. And for some strange feelings, as I gazed around, I couldn’t shake the vivid image of Alessandro, sitting in that chair like the ruthless ruler he is, watching and commanding his women as they undress for him naked. And just then, the thought of him seeing me naked made me feel vulnerable and exposed, my heart racing at the mere idea.

“Ouch! What’s happening to me?” I grumbled, scolding myself as I made my way to the bed. As I sat down, I gasped, feeling as if I were floating on the ocean. The bed was so plush, that I couldn’t help but run my fingers over it, savoring the smooth satin sheets. I could have the sweetest dreams here if it weren’t for the fact that I am being trapped in the beast’s territory. And just then I shifted my gaze and noticed the picture frame hanging loosely on the wall above the bed, catching my attention.

The room was dim, making the picture a bit hard to see. I inched closer and suddenly staggered back, almost falling to the floor as the image in the picture came into full display. It was *Al… King Alessandro!* I mumbled in disbelief. Just like a dream, the room door was pushed open, revealing the same demon. I instantly felt paralyzed, but before I could process what was happening, Alessandro walked in.

“I see you’re already settling in, little dog,” his voice was so smooth, it sent shivers down my spine.

Ignoring him, I swiftly rose from the bed. Standing beside it as he calmly moved toward his dressing table, taking off his necklace, golden knuckle ring, and diamond wristwatch. Then, he turned to face me and began unbuttoning his shirt. I quickly averted my gaze, but couldn’t resist stealing glances as he removed his shirt. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the dark tattoos adorning his body in the dimly lit room. His muscles showed off with each movement, leaving me captivated. His presence was magnetic, and I found myself drawn to him, unable to look away.

I could sense that he was aware of the effect he had on me, as I caught the sly smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. Honestly, I despised the way I felt so intensely drawn to him, especially since he’s our sworn enemy for life… a beast! I tried to give myself countless reasons to look away, but I just couldn’t resist. My heart raced as I struggled to maintain my composure, the air thickening with tension and panic. His presence was like a magnet, pulling me in despite my several judgments about him.

Yes, he is damn hot in fact, enthralling but I just couldn’t shake the memory of their intruder which took my parents’ lives, leaving me feeling trapped in here. Despite his undeniable allure, I reminded myself that my life hung by a thread so I couldn’t succumb to his charms. “This is the first time I’ve ever seen a guy undressing in front of me,” I muttered, trying to convince myself and give a reason for my unusual heat up in front of him. The conflicting emotions swirled within me, making it hard to stay composed.

My heart raced as he lifted his head sharply, causing me to jump in fear. Trying to push aside my uneasiness, I watched as he calmly sat down on the couch, crossing his legs as he observed me, his eyes lingering on my appearance. The tension in the room was palpable, and I struggled to maintain my composure under his intense gaze.

“Undress,” he commanded and leaned back to watch me.

“Huh…” I gasped, utterly surprised by his words but seeing the serious look on his face, I instantly swallowed hard the huge lump that had formed past my throat.

Biting hard on my lips, I stepped back, tightening my grip around my clothes as I could feel his sharp gaze tearing my clothes off.

“I hate my time being wasted,” His voice rumbled with frustration, and I could see the resentment flickering in his eyes. “Undress now!!” he latched out, making me cower back in fear.

Trembling in fear, I managed to stammer, “I… I don’t understand what you’re saying,” my words stumbling out.

“Hmm…” A dangerous smirk suddenly flashed across his face. “You don’t understand,” he asked, and I nodded my head rapidly, like a scared chicken.

Smiling, he slowly rose from the chair and began striding forward. “I think I have to show you why you are,” he blurted, and I felt my legs tremble horribly at that instant as the realization of what he meant hit me hard.