Chapter 14: Hands Off Her
His unique unfathomable red eyes that looked darker than the color of a deep red blood, stared at her with not a tiny trace of pity before shifting to the man his able bodied men had killed.
"My Lord, we’ve got him." One of the bodyguards informed his Highness as he retreated back, but the man clad in Royal white had his gaze pinned to Samantha who couldn’t decipher if his presence here was another threat, but for safety precautions, Samantha cautiously moved back, keeping her distance.
As he stood at the entrance, clad in soft white clothing that seemed to emit a faint glow in the hallway, Samantha could barely look away. His sharp cheekbones and angular features gave him an otherworldly beauty that was impossible to ignore, and his piercing eyes seemed to see through her very soul.
There was an ominous air that strangely surrounded him like a shield, it felt intimidating, bloodcurdling, and those eyes that made her soul shudder.... He had to be a vampire to possess such raw energy!
Who is this man? And why did he look familiar to her? Was he going to kill her too? But why did he kill the other man??
"Aren’t you going to take your leave? Or do you entertain this type of sight?" The man’s voice was strikingly deep, yet domineering in every way. It dripped with danger and power, a sense of regal confidence that made it clear that he was the one in control of this situation, leaving no room for arguments or questions, and all Samantha could do was blink like a foolish being.
As she hesitated to answer his question, the young man cocked his head to the side, a lock of his Midnight-black hair falling over his forehead in a way that only added to his allure. He seemed almost ethereal, his imposing form blending in seamlessly with the shadows around him.
"W.. what?" She dared to ask, and his stiff lips suddenly pulled to the side, forming a dreadful sneer.
Samantha couldn’t help but feel a mixture of fear and fascination as she looked at him, unsure whether to run or just stay put.