Blood Contract with her Royal Villainess

♕CHAPTER 12♕

♕CANA ANNALIS ♕

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“Are you that excited to have your own castle that you can’t even stay in one place?” Viggo asked as he stood inside my room.

“It’s because I still can’t believe that the Duke gave me that piece of land,” I replied to him as I stared at the map that I placed on top of the table on my veranda.

“Alright, do whatever you want,” he said and walked towards the couch inside my room, then he laid down on it and closed his eyes as if he’s about to sleep.

“Woah! Wait! Are you seriously going to sleep here!?” I asked him, and he opened his right eye then looked at me.

“Where should I sleep then?” he inquired, and so I think of an answer as I walked towards the single sofa in front of the couch where he is lying.

“Is there no other way for you to be able to live on your own every time that I am not around? I mean, I can’t be around all the time, you know,” I said to him, and he just closed his eyes again while his head is on top of his hands, serving as his pillow.

“There is, and I can only do that if I have drunk a lot of blood from you,” he answered while his eyes are still closed. Then, I just remembered that he only got a small amount of my blood the night I bought him.

I looked at Viggo, and I still can’t believe that I owned a vampire slave I have full authority over. Everything happened so fast to the point that I ended up just going with the flow.

Honestly, I still feel shy towards the man resting on my couch. I’m still not used to seeing his beautiful face every day starting today. The thought of having an argument with him has never crossed my mind before, and yet, here he is, having a conversation with me. Also, that scene earlier from the training ground, the way he threw the general of the Romulus estate on the ground with ease. Then, other things happened today that I still can’t process in my head.

“Why did you became silent?” Viggo suddenly asked again and opened his eyes. He sat up and looked at me.

“I just thought that a lot had happened today,” he scratched his head with my answer, then he yawned and shook his head.

“I thought you’re scared of giving me some of your blood,” he said, and I shook my head. I know my responsibilities as his master.

“No, I was not thinking about that. But don’t get me wrong, I’m not afraid of you biting me. Even though it does hurt a bit, I know that you need my blood to survive. I was just really overwhelmed with the things that happened,” I replied to him, and he just nodded at me and placed his head on his right palm, then he crossed his leg.

“You’re right, and everything happened so fast. Just a while ago, you were crying, and now you feel good,” he said, which made me feel a little embarrassed since he saw me crying, but I don’t care because I know that even if Kiera is crying, she still looks beautiful.

“Hahaha, just like you, yesterday you were still sleeping, and now, we’re having a conversation,” I answered, but he became silent, then he avoided my gaze as if saying that he does not want to talk about his identity.

Actually, I have many questions that I want to ask Viggo about, the things that I do not know about history or the things about history that are not written in the book. I want to get to know him more, but I think it would be best to let time do its trick for the two of us to get to know more of each other, on how long we can last with this vampire slave and master contract.

“Anyway, Viggo,” I changed the topic and called his name so that he’ll look at me again.

“Do you want to drink some of my blood? So that you can stay in your room and be more comfortable in sleeping?” I questioned him, and he just shook his head.

“No need, I can still manage,” he answered, but I quickly disagreed and raised the hem of my right sleeve and show my bare right arm to him.

“No, you might be hungry now. I promise I won’t get dizzy, as long as you will not take a lot of my blood,” I replied to him, and I saw him stared at my arm, then I noticed him swallowed. His eyes are glued on my white-skinned arm as he can see some of my veins in my wrist.

“Are you sure?” he asked and looked at me seriously while I can see his eye color changed from gold to crimson red.

I nodded at him, so he moved a bit forward and reached for my arm. A table was placed in between us, so I also leaned forward to have his bite properly.

“Just not in the wrist, please,” I said, scared that I might die if he bit me in my wrist. He just silently nodded his head as an answer. Then, I saw how his fangs lengthened as he moved his lips closer to my skin.

I looked away as I saw his lips almost touching the skin in my arm, and after a few seconds, I felt his fangs sinking into my arm. I gasped. I don’t know why but I can’t shout or complain to him as a weird sensation flows inside my body.

Wait, why do I feel like my body temperature is rising? I never felt like this on that night that I first gave him my blood. I thought to myself.

I looked at Viggo, who is busy drinking my blood. I can see some of my blood dripping on the books and papers on the table, but I can’t say anything, especially when I felt my body getting hotter and as I saw what he’s doing to me right now.

His cold yet red lips are touching my bare skin. I can also feel his hot tongue, and of course, the way he sucks my blood.

I don’t understand, but I feel like my head is spinning, and I can’t handle it anymore, so I leaned my head on the backrest of the sofa, and I guess that shocked him.

“Master!” he called out, and I just smiled at him.

“I’m fine,” I assured him, and I saw that he quickly raised my arm that he never let go of yet, then he lick the spot where he bit me with his tongue. He’s looking at me as he did his thing, and those looks made my face blush even more, so I avoided his gaze because all I could think of as I watch him lick my arm is that he looks so hot and sexy.

No! This man is hazardous! I thought as I rest my head on the backrest.

“Are you alright? Your wound has completely healed. Uhm, I’m sorry if I have taken a lot of your blood,” he apologized as he helped me sit properly.

“I’m just a bit dizzy,” I answered and looked at him.

“I didn’t know that you were that hungry,” I added, and he looked the other way due to embarrassment.

“Of course, I am! It’s been a hundred years already since the last time that I have drunk fresh human blood. Besides, your blood is too sweet, so I lost control for a short time,” he replied, which shocked me.

“Huh? My blood is sweet?” I asked, but I feel so dizzy and weak, so I leaned on the backrest again, but I was surprised when Viggo carried me in his arms and brought me to my bed. He placed me gently on my bed as I felt embarrassed by how he carried me like a princess.

“Take your rest now. Do you want me to change you to your nightgown so it will be more comfortable for you to sleep?” he volunteered, but I immediately shook my head as a no.

“No way! Just call Krista,” I think I spent the remaining strength that I have said those words and laid down on the bed.

“Tsk! As if something is alluring inside those clothes,” I heard him whispered as he grabs the bell on the bedside table and rang it. I wanted to argue with what he said, but I no longer have the strength to do that, so I just glared at him while he’s also looking at me, checking if I am really alright before he leaves me in Krista’s hands.

“My Lady, it’s me, Krista,” I heard Krista’s voice from the outside of the room. Viggo quickly opened the door and let Krista in. As Krista passed by Viggo, I noticed that she stopped for a second and looked at him as if he saw something on him before she looked at me and approached me.

“What can I do for you, My Lady?” she respectfully asked.

“Help me change my clothes,” I commanded her, and she gladly nodded at me.

“You can leave now, Viggo,” I said, and he nodded at me before he left my room and closed the door behind him.

I hope the blood that Viggo drank from me is enough for him to stay a bit away from me. I thought to myself.

“Please raise your arm, My Lady,” Krista said, and so I did. She removed the stacks of clothes that I am wearing from the three thick clothes till I only have my inner shirt left.

“My Lady, do you want me to wipe your body?” Krista asked, but I just shook my head.

“No, it’s fine. I can do it myself,” I answered, and she nodded her head at me. Then, she went towards the table and cleaned up all the books and everything on the table. Then I heard her loud gasp.

“My Lady, were you wounded?” Krista asked, and as soon as I looked in her direction, I saw her confused look, and that’s when I remembered that some of my blood dripped on the books on the table when Viggo bit me.

“Ah, no,” I replied while wiping my body.

“I see, then was it Sir Viggo who was wounded? I saw bloodstains on his clothes,” Krista said, and I think that’s the reason why she stared at Viggo earlier.

“Ah, yes, he probably bit his lip earlier when he’s fighting with General Luna,” I answered, but she looked at me like she does not believe me.

“My Lady, many hours had passed already when that happened,” Krista replied, then she walked closer to me and whispered.

“Did you play with him, My Lady?” she asked, which made my forehead furrowed.

“Huh? Played with him?” I asked, confused about what she meant. As I gave her the dirty towel, she helped me change into my white nightgown. She bowed a little in front of me and whispered again.

“You know, playmates on the bed, My Lady,” she said, which made me blush hard while my eyes growing bigger in front of her.

“W-What? N-No!” I stuttered, and she just held her chin and thought of something.

“But you said before that it’s normal now for an escort and butler to play with a lady, and it’s part of their duty to entertain the noble lady, and that most of the members of the high society are doing it already,” Krista said innocently. I think my head is literally spinning now as I keep shaking my head as a no to her.

“No! I never said that. What makes you think that, Krista?” I asked her, and she innocently answered my question.

“Do you remember that night when you came home drunk, and I was assigned to clean you up? You also have a wound on your lips that time, and you said it was because of the guy who kissed you,” she answered. That really made me dizzier.

“H-Huh? I-I said that?” I stammered even though I already know that Kiera is a gambler and she likes to drink many alcoholic drinks, and there’s also the idea that she had a lot of flings with noblemen.

I gulped as I feel nervous since I don’t have any memory of Kiera having s*x with someone before.

“Yes, My Lady, so don’t worry, it’s normal if you have your own playmate every night,” she said and winked at me as if doing that is just normal for Kiera.

I thought it’s not allowed for a noblewoman to have a man inside her room? Did I scare myself for nothing? I thought to myself and sighed.

“D-Does the Duke know about this?” I asked Krista, and she shook her head.

“Of course not, My Lady,” she answered while picking up my used clothes from the floor.

“B-But you were mistaken, Viggo and I were not kis— I mean, we're not doing that. Believe me, I am just his master,” I explained to her and tried to defend myself as if I really did commit a huge mistake.

“Yes, yes, My Lady,” she replied as if she no longer cares if I am telling the truth or not.

Wait, I’m innocent! I did not do anything to that man! I thought and tried to defend myself.

“You should take your rest now, My Lady, since the Duke has something to explain to you tomorrow,” Krista said, and I just nodded at her as she tucked me in my bed.

As she carries my used clothes, she blew the candles in my room one by one, then with the last candle lit up, she smiled at me.

“Sweet dreams, My Lady,” she said, which made me smile.

“Thank you, Krista,” I replied to her and closed my eyes, but my mind is still active.

I am thankful that I have one servant whom I know I could trust and my ally in this mansion. Second, I was able to buy Viggo, and now I am his master, which helped lessen the probability of me dying. Third, I no longer need to earn and borrow money to look for a new place to live, away from my sister Keisha.

Now, the only problem left is how I can make sure that the Duchess will be safe if, in any case, that she decided to stay here and not come with me to my new place. There’s also the fact that I still have not introduced Viggo to Diana yet. They must know each other and fall in love with each other.

I opened my eyes and checked my arm where Viggo bit me earlier.

“How am I supposed to give you to Diana?” I asked myself as I think of a way to push them to each other.

“Did I really escape from my death, now that I have the man who is destined to kill me as my vampire slave?” I asked myself again.

I can’t help but think of the events that happened this day. When the Duchess and Duke hugged me, I can’t stop thinking about my biological family. I miss them so much. I wonder if they are doing fine.

I wonder what they’re doing right now? Are my parents arguing again? What about my sister, is she alright? I thought as my mind keeps collecting questions which makes me tired, but I can’t stop thinking about it.

“I miss my life in my own time,” I whispered and can no longer control my tears as I felt them falling from my eyes.

Can I even return to my own time after fixing all the things that I must do in this place? What if I can’t find the way back to my own time or the answers to my questions? Am I going to be stuck in this book forever? I thought as my tears start flowing.

“Master!” I suddenly heard Viggo’s voice from the veranda, and I saw him walking in from the window with a worried look on his face. I quickly sat up as he approached me. I can see the worriedness on his face, and he looks like he’s also in pain every time I cry.

“Are you alright? Why are you crying?” he asked, and I can no longer stop my tears from falling like a fountain.

“Waaaah, I want to see my family Viggo,” I cried. I pulled him towards me and let myself cry in his arms. I know that he did not expect my actions, but I don’t care since I feel so lonely and sad tonight, and I need someone to listen to me, especially at this time.

“Seriously? You’re really a cry baby and emotional. Is this how a woman acts every time she has her period?” he asked, so I smacked him in his chest as he even had the nerve to joke about my situation, as I continue crying myself out.

As if on cue, I felt his gentle pats on my back, trying to comfort me since he has no other option but to be my comforter till I calm down. But for now, I just want to let all my emotions out before I face another day of problems within this place.

TO BE CONTINUED