BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 447: One Room

Chapter 447: One Room

EMMA

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My body feels numb and my breathing is short and uneven, my eyes are half closed, and yet I can’t open them fully. My lips are shut so tightly that I can’t speak or utter even a single sound. I feel motionless and yet I can feel the bed against my back. How long have I been like this? When did I even wake up? Have we reached Costa Rica yet?

I really need to move and get up but I can’t, I am not during one of my episodes am I? It mostly happens and I don’t remember, and it’s mostly during dreams. It has never happened when I am fully awake or has it?

Emmaline.

Emmaline.

Emmaline, listen to my voice.

Emma!

I remember now... when I tried to escape but Dace caught me. I thought he would kill me right there but he didn’t and I thought that was the end of it. But I think something else happened. Someone approached us and Dace spoke to them. Not just someone but Owen and I think that was when I first met Owen and not at Dace’s office, It’s all coming back to me now.

The warmth of his arms around me.

Eyes watching me in the dark room.

I blinked as I came off whatever numbed my body and turning to my side I was shocked to find Dace sitting on a couch, drinking what appeared to be whiskey from his rocks glass.

"How long have you been there?" I was puzzled. My voice sounded hoarse.

"An hour or so"

Was he watching me all this time? I sighed, closing my eyes.

"We landed like two hours ago"

I flashed my eyes open. "What?!" I sat up with a start. "And you didn’t wake me?!" I thought punctuality was a nack for him and I always screwed with it.

"You looked peaceful when you slept," he said coolly.

"You still would have woken me" I pulled some strands of hair behind my ear.

"Yes, I would have," he said, like he was giving it a thought. "You know I am hurt baby girl"

"About what?"

"You choose to get yourself off without me"

My cheeks burn. "I-"

"Traitor"

I opened my mouth to speak but I just swallowed the words. He chuckled deeply and I couldn’t help the smile that formed on my lips.

"I don’t need you to get off, Dace" it’s a lie, the missing part when I hit my orgasm was because he wasn’t the one giving me the pleasure I desired.

"We will see" he rose to his feet. His hands are in his pocket pants. "Now get your little ass off the bed, you have already taken much of my time"

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The drive to the hotel was a quiet one, I just helped myself to the view. It’s beautiful at night here and I couldn’t take my eyes away even for a second. When we got to the hotel I was bewildered because this view was to die for, the pool, the luxury. No doubt this was one of the most expensive ones. When we got to the top floor the open view was wonderful, showing the tropical sensation that Costa Rica holds, all for my eyes and it seemed too good to be true to behold such tranquility. I just filled the best of it with my eyes like the very view would disappear if I looked away.

That wasn’t the only thing that caught my eye, but the delicacy waiting for me to devour. I had no time to waste as I took off my heels and walked to the dining set prepared for us while Dace talked to one of the managers.

I moaned as I tested the amazing food, It was so fucking good! I chewed on the rice more and then whatever was set on the plate I can’t describe but I can’t deny the perfection of this. The flavors gave a tingling sensation to my body. Just exquisite.

I heard approaching footsteps and I turned to Dace with a mouthful. I gulped hard, swallowing the food I stuck in my mouth. "What is this called?"

"A popular dish here. Casados"

"Compliment of the chef! Won’t you have a bite?" I offered.

He rested his hand on the table and leaned to my fork, not meant for him of course but he took a bite off it while maintaining eye contact with me. I hated it as my eyes glanced at the movement of his luscious lips and I gulped.

"Compliment of the chief" he muses and I quickly take my eyes off him with a clear of my throat.

"Where am I sleeping?" I asked, suddenly breaking whatever mood was going on. And it was suddenly hot?

"What do you mean where are you sleeping?"

"I am not sharing a bed with you" I state. Helping myself to more food.

"Then have a good night’s sleep in the wild" he walked to the bedroom.

"Asshole" I mumbled under my breath.

He stopped in his tracks only shaking his head as he went on. I sighed in relief. Is it just me or is Dace not taking note of my insults like he usually does? I shook my head, You’re probably overthinking it, Emma. I’m sure there is some impending punishment for me. I just hope not too soon.

Because nothing feels better than nice food right now.

~

I took a warm shower, despite the heat consuming my body. I can’t risk feeling cold water on my body right now. I walked to the Island where I kept something to wear. A blue bikini, but I grabbed a shirt along to cover me up. I stepped out of the luxurious bathroom and my eyes roamed the bathroom.

I heard soft typing on the keyboard and I turned to find Dace at the threshold close to the pool typing away something on his laptop. Some papers are scattered on the table too. It was odd seeing the dark Alpha only known for his brutal nature sitting down for paperwork. Well, he did mention he has a business here in Costa Rica to run.

I let my eyes glance at his shirtless body. God... every time it feels like the first time like I haven’t seen him naked before. It always appealed to me, those flexing of his ripped arms each time he moved or rolled his shoulders, the peak of his tattoo covering his back. He was only in some shorts and the rest was left to only imagination. But I have seen all of him yet I still crave to see everything that belongs to Dace Devereaux.

Like a need that would destroy me if I didn’t, it took everything in me to control whatever was brewing inside me. I have taken Luther’s blood, and lived off it for years, and yet I was never this addicted. Whatever was forging between Dace and I was getting abnormal, it was getting way worse than it did with Luther.

I am supposed to avoid whatever feelings are trying to broad again, I am supposed to be reasonable but I can’t. Each time I am near him, each time I take his blood, all those burn to ashes and I want to damn everything.

But I can’t.

It’s no use.

A voice in my head and it was always the reasonable one but right now I want to rip it out of my mind. Dace can’t love me, I know that... I know that whatever I feel is no use but I can’t help it. He’s my first love, my first everything, and no matter how I have told myself that feeling has died years ago, it still hasn’t. It never did and I don’t think it will ever stop. It’s impossible not to love Dace Devereaux.

"Aren’t you going for a swim?"

I snapped whatever reverie I was in at the sound of his deep voice. He’s still focused on his laptop and it makes me feel odd.

I hugged myself. "No, the water will be too cold" I know he will be thinking I am crazy because the weather is insanely hot right now.

"The water’s warm"

"What?"

He stopped typing and finally looked at me, his eyes roaming me from head to toe and I couldn’t help the blush that heated my cheeks. I am completely exposed because of the beach panties I had on, thankfully I had a shirt on giving a comfortable coverage for me. I don’t want him to see me.

"I made the water warm" he finally said, going back to work. "Swim as much as you want"

I looked over the pool and I gulped. What if he’s lying and the moment I get in it will feel like I am drowning again? I shook my head to take that image off my head.

"No need, I am sleepy," I said walking to bed.