Chapter 38: Are You Going To Confess?
When he approached where Samantha stood, frozen in her steps, Lucy quietly squeezed herself in a corner, giving the two of them some space. She dared not raise her head to look at them, but when her gaze lingered on Ivan’s feet, she noticed the Vampire Lord take off his black royal fur coat, wrapping it gently around Samantha’s petite body as though it was some sort of shield. To Lucy’s unexpected bewilderment, he pulled the stunned Samantha closer to him, holding onto the end of the fur coat whilst looking into her round doe eyes.
"Do you want to die?" The slight arrogance in his tone carried a difference to the look in his eyes, and Samantha, who was solely afraid that he was acting this way because he caught her hatching a plan on his sister, nervously gulped hard. Her lashes fluttered spontaneously, and when she opened her mouth to utter a lie, he raised his palm, shutting her up.
Samantha, who wasn’t sure what type of punishment she’d be getting this time around, immediately turned flustered when Ivan brought his cool lips to her ear, and then he whispered a warning. "Step out in this dress again, and I will mark every bare part of your body I lay eyes on, am I understood?"
His cool breath against her earlobes sent multiples of shivers running through her body. Her lips trembled, and she hated how he spoke like he owned her, but when it came to retorting his statement, her voice effortlessly betrayed her. He didn’t give her a chance to answer before dragging her away, keeping her in the captivity of his warm fur coat.
Lucy, who’s eyes had widened in pure amazement, met the gaze of Samantha who’s green orbs cried for help as she was taken away by Ivan. The scene she had seen with her own eyes was quite unbelievable, and Lord Ivan.... Was he angry because she stepped out wearing that dress? Or was she hallucinating his reaction? Lord Ivan, the Youngest Vampire Lord was pretty obsessive, that she knew, but him being possessive over a blood servant was something one wouldn’t witness everyday.
He hardly noticed her presence.
Snapping out of her dazed trance, Lucy looked around to make sure no one had caught her daydreaming before taking her leave. She ran into Gustav in the central part of the Palace, and he just happened to be looking for her. Lucy knew her work for the day was yet to begin.
Samantha stayed in the room with Ivan, attending to all his demands and errands as usual. Not surprisingly, Alistair joined Ivan in his room, and while she remained enclosed in her part of the room that was divided by a curtain, the bored Samantha could make out the silhouette of Ivan, who was sitting on the chaise lounge that was situated in the corner of the room.
Sitting on the bed and picking at her nails, Samantha could do nothing more but feel legarthic, or she could eavesdrop on the conversation Lord Ivan was having with the prince. He already warned her to behave herself, but as long as she did nothing but listen to their conversation, that won’t count as misbehaving, right?