Chapter 19: Bound To Chains
"I am not sharing a room with you." Samantha looked up to meet his crimson eyes that remained unfaltering to her deadpanned decision. Instead, he took a step forward, leading Samantha to naturally take a step back.
"How demanding," he said tersely, "I would take this into consideration if I was concerned about your choices, little lamb. Don’t forget, I call the shots, and you have no power to defy me. You’re just a plain peasant, my plaything."
"Call me whatever you wish, but that is still inappropriate." Samantha candidly spoke up, and she wasn’t lying about that particular fact either, but her main reason for trying to sway his mind from that direction was so she could gain more opportunities to escape. If he has her in his chamber, escaping from his sight would be more difficult, and more threatening since he already made it clear he would use her brother as the scapegoat for her stubbornness.
"What an ironic thing for a Courtesan to say," He mused, and then took another deliberate step forward. "I have no intention of touching you except when I need to feed off your blood. But let me remind you, you’re in a Palace, not a Brothel. I’m quite proprietorial, and keeping my belongings elsewhere for others to see and touch, infuriates the beast in me. Be warned when I say, I won’t hesitate to rip someone’s arm off when they touch my things!"
Samantha didn’t even realize her back had met the wall till he slammed his palm beside her head. It wasn’t harsh, but it was enough to jolt out a frightening reaction from her.
"So you see, I tend to keep them within my reach, where no one else can see, or touch them without gaining my consent first."
As he explained to her, there was this madness in his eyes that told her his statement was referring mostly to her. Her heart uncontrollably sped, and she swallowed hard, unable to escape from the wall where she was trapped with both his hands beside her head. Samantha could hear her heart drum, and her dizziness spontaneously returned.
"Is that.... Is that why you didn’t reveal my name to ...."
"Don’t misunderstand the game, I did reveal it," he corrected as a matter-of-fact, "I was only keeping to my end of your request, remember? But I also have a request, scratch that, I have a demand for you which I shall reveal in due time."