Mated To The Dead Prince
Chapter 55

Chapter 55: Chapter 55

"Don’t move an inch from here, I’ll be right back," Cassius smoothed her hair back and stepped away from the bed; he gave her a sadistic look before leaving the room.

Tears slipped down Rose’s face. Going to her house and returning to the dark castle was a huge contrast to her emotions; it triggered all she’d been trying to bury.

However, she was no fool. She had agreed to Cassius’ idea of loving him because she also saw it as a way to get him to trust her. Just as Felonious had instructed, she had to win his trust as part of the bonding process before her abilities could be used fully.

But, there was a grey area in the agreement; she forgot that Felonious had told her that she had to mate with Cassius before she could fully bond with him, if not, she could never reach the peak of her Lux powers.

She was hopeful; she would try her best to tap into those abilities before Cassius would get immune to her blood, if he did, the next thing he would do would be to mark her and tie her to him for all eternity.

She couldn’t imagine herself living beside Cassius forever, knowing that he would never love her. Rather, he just kept her beside him to show her that he always gets what he wants.

The door opened and Cassius returned, Cornelia following him behind.

"Drop it on the table, Cornelia," He pointed to the table beside his bed.

Cornelia bowed and dropped the food down on the table without question. She glanced at Rose before turning and leaving the room.

Rose’s stomach grumbled as the sweet, flavorful aroma of garlic chicken and rice wafted into her nostrils, her mouth was already salivating, imagining the taste in her pallets. But she didn’t look at the food, too proud to admit that she wanted to eat something Cassius had brought.

Cassius went over to the side of the bed with a glass of water and offered Rose his hand, "Let me help you sit," He placed the water beside the tray and waited for Rose to take his hand.

Rose refused, "No." She said.

Cassius didn’t react, he simply sat beside her and leaned down to her side, his hand gently turning her face to look at him, "I can’t let you starve now. I need you in your best health to love me properly," He smiled, looking into her green eyes.

Rose glared at him, "I would prefer to go eat with the slaves; it’s more comfortable in the slaves’ dining." She made sure he felt her hatred through her voice.

Cassius gave a soft tsk and traced his finger along her hairline, "Make no mistake, Rose, you’re still my slave. Your promise to love me changes nothing; it’s you, loving me, not the other way around. To me, you’re always a slave, my slave. So, you don’t get to make a decision for yourself. I talk, you obey. Understand?" He whispered, his eyes noticing the trail of tears along her cheek.

Rose bit her lips and slowly nodded, "I understand." She replied.

Cassius smiled, "Good. Now sit up and eat," He ordered.

Rose nodded and slowly sat up, "I need to move," She pointed to the edge of the bed, indicating he left the way for her.

Cassius moved, shifting to give her space.

Rose brought her legs down to the floor and leaned over to carry the tray but Cassius held her hand, stopping her.

She sighed and turned to look at him, "What’s your new order, Master?" She asked calmly, but in her head, she wished to kick his throat. Hopefully, he swallowed his Adam’s apple and choked.

Cassius shifted close and carried the food instead, "I’ll feed you," He said.

Rose wanted to argue but she just nodded and placed her hands on her lap, waiting.

Cassius picked the spoon from beside the plate and scooped the food, taking it up to Rose’s mouth.

Rose hesitated for a second before she opened her mouth and ate the food.

She would have loved to close her eyes and savor Cornelia’s wonderful cooking but she didn’t. She didn’t want Cassius to know that she enjoyed the food he was feeding her. She kept a straight face as she chewed and swallowed.

"Delicious?" Cassius asked as he scooped another spoon.

Rose simply nodded and ate from the spoon again.

"You cried?" He suddenly asked.

Rose shook her head; what did he care? To mock her?

Cassius paused his feeding, "Don’t lie to me, little human. I see those dried tears. Why did you cry?" He questioned.

Rose balled her fists, her fingers digging into her palms. "I cried because I miss my home, my world," She replied.

Cassius frowned, "But you promised to stay with me, to love me," His voice was low.

Rose nodded, "I did."

"Then this is your home, Rose. Never mention your world to me, this is your world now, am I understood?" He asked.

Rose nodded, "I understand."

Cassius continued to feed her until she finished everything on the plate; he gave her some water and stood from the bed.

"See? That wasn’t that hard. Loving such a caring person like me is going to be the best thing you’d ever do for yourself," He patted her head.

Rose nodded.

She had decided to lessen her words with Cassius. The less she spoke, the fewer things Cassius had to talk to her about.

There was a knock on the door, followed by a voice, "May I come in, Master?" Cornelia’s voice asked behind the door.

"Come in," He permitted.

The door smoothly opened, and Cornelia walked in; she noiselessly carried the tray, bowed to Cassius, and walked out of the room.

Rose wished she could leave with the woman, but she was trapped with the vampire king, who was currently devouring her with his lusty eyes.

"Get up," Cassius commanded.

Rose slowly stood from the bed; she saw Cassius stretching his hand toward her and knew he was asking her to take it, so she did without a word.

The moment she took his hand, she felt something like an electric spark ignite in her body. It wasn’t entirely lust, it was something else, as if something wanted to be set free from within.

Could it be her power trying to break free? Could this little interaction she had with Cassius already be a step toward their bonding? Then she had to let him touch her more often.

"What are you thinking about?" Cassius stepped closer and whispered beside her ear, his hand pushing off the dress from her waist, leaving her in just his silk shirt and her skintone hose.

Rose felt a shiver down her spine as Cassius’ breath fanned her earlobe, "I’m just thinking, random things," She replied.

Cassius’ hand moved below her waist, squeezing her softness, "Am I in your thoughts?" He questioned seductively.

"Yes." It wasn’t even a lie.

He was always in her mind every second of the day, either a thought of how to escape him or a thought of how to get on his bed.

Twisted, she knew; but she couldn’t help it.

Cassius held her face and stared down at her, "I think of you, too, Rose... in ways you can’t imagine," He sniffed her neck, his arms tightening around her.

"What ways, Cassius?" She asked softly, her arms going round his neck.

They were both on a mission: to make the other fall first. Whoever fell first was the loser.

She gasped softly as she felt Cassius’ thumb grazing her nipple over his silk shirt, her breaths getting hot.

"You won’t believe it if I told you," He slid his hand inside her hose, his middle finger sliding between her folds.

Rose moaned softly, feeling the right pressure on her clitoris.

"Trust me, Rose, I’ll make you love me. I’m the only man for you, you’ll see it," He whispered before sliding his finger lower, teasing her wetness.

Rose moaned, her fingers digging into Cassius’ shoulder; she stared at his face as he watched her react to his touch.

"But you’re not going to love me in return," She breathed out, panting softly as he gently fingered her.

Cassius removed his hand from her, his eyes locked on her as he licked his finger that had been inside her a second ago.

Rose felt her pussy pulse from that single act. Her breathing got sharper and hotter. Her eyes had long turned lusty as she kept staring at Cassius, wishing he could put his mouth directly on her.

"You taste so heavenly, Rose..." He started to unbutton her shirt, "I can’t wait to have your warm, sweet blood run down my throat, Rose. I crave it," He suddenly backed her up to the wall and tore the shirt apart, causing the buttons to pop out and scatter all over the floor.

"Ah..." She moaned as her back hit the cold wall, watching her breasts jiggle from the force.

Cassius turned her around and pressed her front to the wall as he removed the shirt from her.

Rose moaned when her hard nipples met with the cold wall, sending shivers down her spine.

She gulped as she felt her hose being pulled down her legs, she cooperated and lifted her legs to let him properly take them off.

She drew in a sharp breath as Cassius’ tongue and lips slowly kissed his way up from her legs to her back.

"Turn around, Rose," his husky voice spoke behind her.

Rose took a deep breath and turned her body to face him, licking her lips as she stared up at him.

"Do you want me, Rose?" He asked, hugging her to himself.

Rose nodded.

"Words, Rose. Do you want me?" He asked again.

Rose placed a hand on his chest and nodded again, "I shouldn’t want you, Cassius, but I do. I want you. I want you almost every time." She replied in a whisper.

Cassius smiled; he stared at her face for a while, suddenly frowning when he saw the tears forming in her eyes again.

Without saying a word, he kissed her lips, pulling her impossibly close as if he could take away all her fears by holding her close.

Monsters didn’t feel guilt... so why did her tears taste like poison in his mouth?

Why was he heavily disturbed by her constant tears whenever she was beside him?

He wanted to make her love him, not to cry for him.

Was he doing something wrong?

Rose hated the way her body betrayed her, melting into his touch while her heart screamed at her to run.

She knew this was a trap to toy with her feelings, yet, she couldn’t help herself from wanting more from him, craving him like an addict with no thought of a cure.

She kissed him hungrily, her tongue tasting every part of his sweet mouth, she knew there was no going back for her; she could only watch herself falling into her doom.