Dust Of Lust

Chapter.17*Gambling*

In front of me stood the charming Prince Warrick.

"I ----I was just watching --- I was watching this wall." Yes! I have a fantasy of rubbing myself with the walls, what else was I going to say?

"Hm," Prince Warrick stared at his bottle and then at my face, "and I thought I was drunk," he murmured very calmly.

He was standing pretty close to me, even though he was always drinking, his body didn't smell of alcohol. His tall body was towering over me, but he wasn't paying much attention to our closeness. He wasn’t scanning me like a hungry beast, he was different or at least he was acting different for now.

"I'm ---" my words were shut in the middle when some men walked towards Prince Luke's room, sharing laughs and whispers, they entered his room.

"And here goes the money into gambling," Warrick commented before pulling away from me and walking away. I was watching him leave my sight when someone blew a breath on my neck. I hesitatingly turned around, rubbing my neck and to my surprise, there stood Prince Luke.

"Where have you been?" he had a smirk on his face, "you hadn't done my room yet." of course, his plans were different because why would he want me to clean his room when he had his friends over?

"I was about to come," I replied very politely, remembering last day and making sure I don't piss him off any further.

"Follow me." he grinned, walking ahead of me. I didn't want to go with him, he has his friends who didn't look much friendly and the comment Warrick made before walking away, had me shaken up a bit.

I went inside his room and everyone's eyes fell on me, they stopped laughing, talking and looked like even they stopped thinking as a nice human would.

"Oh! when did you guys get her?" one of his friends addressed me like I was some decor. Well, these Royals didn’t care about us, we were being treated either like décors or trashes.

"She is the daughter of that peasant family," Luke replied while pouring himself some alcohol. My heart began pounding loudly in my chest. Why was I the main subject of their conversation?

I was supposed to clean his room, but they were all spread everywhere, what was I going to do now?

I saw the parted door and my inner scared girl wished to escape this room right now. Prince Luke must have seen my eyes staring at the door because he smirked and walked near the door, holding a hand on it and gently pressing it, making me watch it pushed close.

Luke began closing the door so I can't escape, but some hurdle ceased him from doing so, it was Prince Warrick. He walked inside the room, holding his bottle and taller than everyone present. I don’t know what was happening.

"Today is a special day, my brother is here." Luke laughed and closed the door shut after us. I began trembling now, I can't fight them all, it's not even like I can't take down even any one of them because I was skinnier and petite.

"Get aside." Warrick rudely walked past his brother and sat on the chair. Everyone watched him silently for a minute, waiting for Luke's gesture to continue. Seemed like everyone was pretty scared of Warrick, I have heard that those who talk less always have a scary aura around them.

I stood in the corner of the room, my body shivering slightly. I was madder at God for getting me in this mess. I tried walking towards the door, but found the key in Luke's hand. He dangled it gently and then eyed me to stand still.

"Ohhh! she is looking for an escape." they all laughed loudly, except for Warrick, who was constantly watching us all while sipping directly from his bottle. That day, everyone was drinking so it was like I was alone with these bunch of drunk men.

"So, whoever wins gets to sleep with this slave of mine." Prince Luke pointed his finger at me. "And she is a virgin too." His statement made his friends hoot in happiness. How did he know? And what kind of sick and twisted game it was? I wasn't allowed to defy them, I just simply can't put my family's life in danger and they were going to get me anyways.

"Will we be provided with the privacy?" The scared little Johnson spoke; he was Prince Luke's friend, but was famous for his awful techniques in bed. That’s what they been murmuring about him.

"Nope, the guy must do her in front of us all." Luke, besides being handsome and charming, was a bast***. All the five guys shared glances and smirked, they were all fine with it. I looked at everyone's face, were all these Royals so ruthless? I thought.

"I want to play too." Prince Warrick, who has been sitting silently since the beginning, finally spoke. He gulped the beer from the bottle in his hands and seated himself with them on the table.

"My little brother finally decided to take part." Prince Luke commented. Warrick had his head down, but very slowly, when no one was looking, he raised his eyes only and stared at me from head to toe, making me hug myself uncomfortably.

I gulped the fear down and scanned my surroundings for everything that could be used as a weapon. There were a bunch of things, but I all needed was some strength and I was ready to do anything to save myself from these hungry men.

They started the game and everyone was loud, but Warrick, who was more determined to win or it looked like so. All this time I thought he wasn’t like others, but look at him, playing this game.

"Oh!" they all sadly voiced when Warrick won the first game. My heart jumped out of my chest and my hands began trembling. I can easily fight against the other guys and even Luke, I'm not saying I can win, but at least I can protest, but with Warrick, there was something that scared me the most.

"Ugh! why?" Luke kept aggressively yelling and shouting every time he lost. Warrick hadn't lost at all, he seemed a pro. Here is how it was in that mansion, Madame Noela knew what her sons were doing, and she was fine with it, but she wasn't okay with Lord George taking any girl in bed with him. Lord George knew about his sons but if he likes a girl, he wouldn't want them near her. The sons knew about their father, but they never told their mother about it, it was all messed up. I was standing there in fear while this game was going to decide who I was going to lose my virginity to and a loud yell from Luke just announced who won.

"Warrick, I hate this game." Luke looked disappointed, the rise and fall of his chest when he breathed was evidence of his exhaustion.

"I won!" Warrick announced lifelessly. They all sighed and shared glances, Luke was not having it.

"Your luck," Luke said through gritted teeth, narrowing his eyes and getting out of his way. Warrick stood up, finishing his bottle in one gulp while everyone stared at him. He dropped the bottle in one of the guy's lap and began walking in my direction, taking long strides.

I swallowed my saliva and hugged myself miserably. He approached me, standing so close that I could see his chest from close since he was so tall. I lowered my head, even more, when he slightly bent down to match my face level. Everyone's eyes were on us, their attention on us. Warrick remained in that position for a few minutes, it was hell. I was shaking while he kept staring at me. I finally raised my eyes and that stare, a gasp left my lips and goosebumps covered my body to watch him staring at me.