Enslaved By The Ruthless Vampire Lord: Her Second Chance Mate

CHAPTER THIRTY NINE

“I don’t want to,” Naya muttered, shaking her head with a hint of defiance in her eyes.

But Rhys was long gone, she bit her lips hard, contemplating for a moment.

After some time, she slowly bent downwards and began to gather the clothes together.

To trash it just like Rhys had instructed, he mentioned that he was going to take her shopping and she wasn’t really sure she needed it, though shopping was a great idea, she needed new clothes but that was something she would never admit to Rhys.

She quickly gathered the clothes together and threw all of them in the trash can, before leaving the room.

Naya made her way downstairs, her steps echoing in the empty hallways. Nobody was around and The silence only made Naya feel more alone as she approached the designated meeting place.

Rhys was already there, arms crossed, his expression as unreadable as ever.

“Perfect timing pumpkin…” he winked at Naya who frowned slightly.

“What? Why the change of expression?” He teased as he approached her.

“Cause I don’t like you calling me names Rhys. The name is Naya!” She muttered softly not forgetting the fact that Rhys was still the vampire lord and he could do to her whatever he wanted.

“I do whatever I want to you, little minx and I’ll call you whatever I want to. You’re mine..” he growled possessively.

“Yours?” Naya retorted, lifting an eyebrow. “I don’t remember agreeing to that.”

Despite her tough words, she couldn’t deny the warmth that spread through her body at Rhys’ possessiveness. There was something undeniably alluring about a man who knew what he wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it, even if it made her blood boil.

Rhys smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Oh, you agreed the moment you stepped into my world, little minx,” he scoffed as his sharp eyes studied her, making Naya feel so uncomfortable.

“I forgot to take note of this, you can’t be seen wearing rags with a good-looking and influential man like me” Rhys blurted out in pride. He didn’t take note of her clothing before, now that he did, he was not satisfied with it, at all.

“Well, aren’t you full of yourself?” Naya quipped, trying to keep her tone light, despite her discomfort with the direction this conversation was taking. She was already feeling self-conscious enough in her tattered clothes, without Rhys drawing more attention to them.

“I’m not trying to be full of myself,” Rhys replied with a shrug.

“I’m just stating facts. I’m a wealthy, powerful man, and I have a reputation to uphold.” He paused, fixing his gaze on her.

“Too bad, it turns out I have only rags in my possession..” Naya stayed in sarcasm.

“No worries, I’ll take care of it.” He smirked and the next second, grabbed Naya by her ankle and before she knew it, they both had appeared back in his room.

Naya stilled at what happened, Rhys disappeared, but how was any of it possible, he was only a vampire.

As Naya stood in the center of Rhys’ room, she couldn’t help but feel a bit dizzy from the sudden transition. One moment she was standing in the hallway, the next she was standing in the middle of Rhys’ lavish room, her clothes still rumpled.

“Let’s get you something else..” he smirked, snapping his hands in the air and the next second a pair of trousers, a tank top, and a pair of girls’ slippers appeared out of thin air.

Naya stared in awe as he did that, how was it even possible?

Was he a witch or something? Or did vampires possess magic powers, she has never heard of it.

Naya watched with rapt attention as the clothes appeared out of thin air, her lips slightly parted in amazement.

The fact that Rhys seemed to have conjured the clothes with little to no effort was astounding. She had never encountered anything like this before, and the possibilities it opened up were both exciting and terrifying.

“You… you did that?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

“How?” Her eyes were wide with curiosity, and she couldn’t help but step closer to inspect the clothes.

“I can do a lot of things pumpkin..” The smile on his face did not fade, but it seemed Rhys was not done yet, taking Naya by surprise, he ripped her clothes off her body.

“What the hell??” Naya shrieked in surprise as her whole body became bare in front of him, nothing was left out, down to her panties.

“Rhys…” she called accusingly making way to cover herself up but Rhys caught both her hands just in time.

His pupils dilated at the sight of her naked body, damn she was so hot that he wanted to take her to bed and f*ck her, but he restrained himself as it was not the time yet.

He immediately began to regret his decision.

“Shh,” Rhys whispered, his voice soft and seductive as he held Naya’s wrists tightly.

“You don’t need those clothes anymore.” His gaze roamed over her naked form, his eyes darkening with desire.

Naya’s heart raced, her breath quickening. Despite her irritation, she couldn’t help but be affected by Rhys’ obvious arousal.

“You… you could’ve warned me!” she stuttered, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of red.

Rhys’s smile turned into a wicked smirk. “Where’s the fun in that?” he asked, his voice low and rumbling.

Naya swallowed, her eyes widening as he drew her closer. “You could have just told me to change,” she protested, feeling strangely vulnerable in his presence.

“You needed to know what it’s like to be at my mercy,” he replied, his eyes dancing with amusement.

“And let’s be honest, you enjoyed it a little bit, didn’t you?”

“In your dreams” she snapped at him as she wanted to disappear in his presence.. she felt so embarrassed, he was holding her hands and she knew fully well that she had not shaved down there, she only wished he didn’t look.

The maids usually shared the shaving stick and she was never comfortable with that.

Jenna and her bitch of a daughter kept all the shaving cream to themselves.

“In my dreams?” Rhys chuckled.

“Oh, sweetheart, if you think this is what I dream about, you haven’t seen anything yet.” His gaze traveled down to her body, his eyes lingering on her unshaven areas.

“And don’t worry,” he added, his voice deceptively gentle. “I’m not judging.”

Naya flushed a deeper shade of red, mortified. That was so cringey!!

“Take the clothes to the bathroom and get dressed..” he finally saw d, letting her hands go as Naya signed in relief.

She immediately grabbed the clothes and covered herself up.

As Naya rushed to the bathroom, she could feel Rhys’ eyes burning into her back, and she couldn’t help but shiver. She could hear the amusement in his voice when he said, “Take your time, my dear.”

Inside the bathroom, Naya leaned against the closed door for a moment, trying to calm her racing heart. She’d been around Rhys enough to know he liked to play games, but she’d never felt this off-balance before.

Taking a deep breath, she quickly pulled on the fresh clothes, but she didn’t come out immediately as she took some time to get over her embarrassment.

“Fuck!” Rhys cursed to himself back in the room as he ran his hand through his hair, that was close, he almost lost it with Naya around.

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