by J. E Hanson
We are at the six-hour mark cleaning out their vehicles. Erik believes he has the cleanest set of cars. “You won’t find a crumb in any of my vehicles, Princess.”
Tommy pulls Erik's cars up. He has a Lamborghini, Porsche, Hummer, and a slate Corvette. His cars have to be the worst of the worst. I jerk out used condoms full of his shit. There are rags with blood on them. I’m not talking about the rags you wipe things down. I’m talking about nasty women, who are unable to make it to the garbage can. There are used tampons in his cars. That’s when my stomach lunges forward. I have to vomit in a trashcan a few times.
I can hear Leo laughing hysterically. “At least she never vomited, after she cleaned out our vehicles! What the hell, do you have in there Erik?” Leo asks.
Erik glances inside his trash bag. “Oh… I forgot about that. I’m sorry, Jeannie,” Erik apologizes.
I’m hot and start yelling at him, “You need to find some normal fucking women! You know… the type, who knows how to use a fucking trash can!”
Sam laughs, “Hey Erik! I will call you ‘Erik the Red,’ you weren’t thirsty—were you?” Sam teases him.
My vomit slows down, and I continue to wash all his vehicles. The mud and dirt are off his vehicles. I stare at the wax job on his vehicles. I turn around to see Tommy pull up the next set of vehicles. “Hottwin2” license plates flash on the front grill of his vehicles. I right away realize that the next set belongs to Christian. The trash bags are in each hand. I’m ready to find out what he has. Christian has a Lamborghini, Corvette, Mercedes, and a BMW. Tommy hands me his keys. My iPod turns all the way up, and I went back to work. I brace myself to find used condoms. To my surprise, there are no used condoms or undergarments. I place some important papers in his keep pile. Anything else of importance also remains in the keep pile. There isn’t anything in his vehicles. I climb to the front, and clean underneath his seats. There is nothing there either. I happen to glance at the rear-view mirror in his BMW, only to find a picture of us from my Coronation. This picture is the one with my head resting on his chest. The same theme spreads throughout all his vehicles. There is always a picture of me somewhere in his car. Either he tapes the pictures of us on his dashboard, or I’m dangling underneath his rear-view mirror. I realize that he really likes me more, than what I originally thought. The insides of his vehicles are now clean. I even wash off the dirt, which is minimal on the outside of his vehicles.
Alexander is “hottwin1” and I hate cleaning his out. Erik and Alexander are dead even when it comes to extra-large used condoms. Alexander also has torn articles of clothing in his cars. Thankfully, Alexander picks out the normal women. Eight hours later, all the cars are clean. I crumble on the ground for a minute.
Erik points at another car. “You still have one more car to clean.”
I want to say something nasty to him. My eyes glance over at the license plate, “Vampprincess1.” The Enforcers snicker at me. They are either drinking out of their matching mugs—or bottles.
I freak out. “Are you fucking serious?”
Erik slowly takes another sip from his bottle and smirks at me.
Leo stands in front of me. “You forgot about your birthday present. We want to introduce you to your car.”
“You can’t be fucking serious? This is insane!” I scream out with my hands covering my face.
Leo hands me my old laptop and snickers. “I need to warn you that we had to peek at your computer. It tells your secrets quite well!” Leo teases.
I stare at my old laptop for a minute. The men wait for my expression to hit. I realize what they are hinting towards, and now they know all my dark secrets.
My face instantly turns blood red. “Oh, fuck no! Oh, shit! I’m so fucking dead!”
The Enforcers start to laugh hysterically at me. They pulled a great prank on me this time. My car isn’t the crappy old grey car anymore. My dream car sits right in front of me and it’s a 2013 Mustang. This isn’t just any Mustang. This is a brand new Shelby sitting in front of me, and it’s perfectly customized to what I want.
My hands continue to cover my face in shock over the car and the laptop. “Did Christian see everything? When I mean everything, did he see my wallpaper? Please, say no.”
Erik with the rest of the Enforcers laughs hysterically again. Thankfully, Alexander, Charlie, and Christian aren’t here. Louie squats down in front of me, and he play punches me. “We honestly tried to convince him that it wasn’t him. I knew it wasn’t him, but he still believes it’s him.”
My face turns even redder. “I need to say this in my defense that I had no fucking clue! That is what I get for forgetting, to trash my wallpaper—or screen savers!”
“I know the truth, but it does bear an uncanny resemblance to him. We double-checked the dates to make sure. We know you’re telling the truth Princess, but it’s unusual to see pictures of a naked Christian look-alike,” Louie explains and I want to hide out. He holds out his hands, to help me up. My old laptop rests on the ground. I walk over to my Mustang and sit in the driver's seat. I instantly fall in love with it. My grandfather bought me a car with a manual transmission.
Leo points above my head. “The buttons are for both the castle, and your grandfather’s place. The green represents us, and blue represents your grandfather. You have a red button for us, if you’re ever in trouble. Your car has a video phone, GPS, and an iPod docking station built in it,” Leo explains.
The waves of passion hit me hard, and I instantly realize that Christian is home. “Erik, I need my shirt now.” Erik throws a pale shirt at me. This shirt feels incredibly tight on me.
“I want a copy of Christian and me right here, if that’s okay?” I ask Louie, and he nods his head. Christian closes in, and I exhale him slowly. His thick lust grips my soul hard. I can feel him inside of me.
Louie returns and he quickly places a picture of us right by my speedometer. He grins and takes my old laptop from me. “I will leave this on your bed.”
Leo starts to explain, “Your seats are leather, but they are climate controlled—”
Christian interrupts Leo, “I wish you would have waited for me to show her.”
Leo backs away, since Christian instantly turns protective of me.
Christian points at the ceiling. “The yellow button is for the garage. I will enter the other side. We need to go for a little drive.” He slides in the passenger’s seat.
Leo also adds, “The only thing your car doesn’t do is make coffee. Your car starts up with a push of a button. There’s also a red button on your key chain. The red button is a distress call for us. You have the purple button that starts the engine. Your car will automatically detect, if it’s cold or hot outside. It will also adjust the temperature for you.” Leo closes my door.
Christian leans over me with his musky scent. “You need to buckle up, Princess.” He pulls my seat belt over me and locks it. After I adjust my seat, he instructs me, “I want you to drive out.”
Christian presses the green button above my head as soon as we reach the gates. The gates automatically swing open. “You need to take a left,” and he continues to talk, “I had no idea you knew how to drive manual.”
“My dad taught me how to drive manual a couple of years ago. That’s also the price you pay for living on a farm,” I inform him without stumbling for the right words.
“I believe you should know that there is no speed limit. You might want to speed up a little bit,” Christian informs me, while he readjusts his seat.
I continue to shift gears. I notice the turbo, but he places his hand over the turbo. “You will never drive that fast.”
I keep my eyes focused on the road and finally sped up with the traffic. Christian starts to toy with my stereo. He finds a station that he likes, and he leaves it on soft rock. He even toys with my GPS. “I am plugging in our home, and I am also plugging in Saber’s home. This keeps you from losing you way back to me.”
That remark sends shivers down
my spine. He continues to give me directions to downtown Meropis. Christian points everything out to me. “That store belongs to Sean Fierce, and I own his building. There is Empire, my nightclub, and I own most of the businesses here. You were at one of my restaurants the other night. The vampires saw you enter with Paul. You never told me, how your date with him went.”
“I thought I already told you, Christian.”
“Did you kiss him?”
I plummet from happiness to anger in seconds. He directs me to drive to a pier. He makes me so upset by this point. I park my car at the first empty spot, and immediately pull the keys out of the ignition. I exit my car and immediately run from him, but he knocks me down on the ground.
“You can get off of me, Christian!”
He pinned my arms down. “You were about, to fucking run from me! You love breaking all my fucking rules!”
“I wasn’t running from you, and I’m pissed off at you!” I yell back at him.
Christian frees my arms, but I still try to push him off me. He starts to laugh, and he makes me even angrier with him. He’s wearing an ivory shirt with a pair of khaki carpenter shorts. He pulls my arms down again. “Do you always have to be this damn difficult?” Christian still makes me angry, but he picks me up. There are other supernatural creatures walking by, staring at us. He pulls me close to him. “I asked you a simple question, and you lost your temper. I never knew I could push your buttons so fucking easily!” He yells at me, but he lets me go. I try to walk away from him, but he quickly moves right in front of me. “Why are you not answering my fucking question?”
I stare into his ultramarine eyes. “I think you’re rude! You don’t deserve a fucking answer!” I shout at him.
His lips twitch. “I clearly deserve my fucking answer! You left me for Paul! What answer, do you think I deserve?” he continues to yell at me.
I stop walking away from him, and my anger turns into tears. I focus on the ground. “I did what you want me to fucking do! You want me to stay mortal! I want you to see what life is like for me—without you in it!”
Christian never expects me to answer him that way. He holds me close to his chest, and he leans in to kiss my cheek. “I never want to see you with anyone else. You proved your point and you win, Jeannie. I will never allow any man, mortal, or even another vampire, date you. I need you, Jeannie. I am trying so hard, to stay away from you, but I struggle with this every single day. This is not easy for me either. I want you so fucking bad.”
I stare into his beautiful eyes in tears. “I swear I never did anything with that pig! I’m sorry for that, and I regret it horribly. But, I never kissed him.”
Christian smiles at me, and he dries my tears with his fingers. “This is exactly, what I was hoping to hear. Now that we are clearing out the bullshit, we can move forward together. I made a wrong decision for you. I never want to find out what it feels like, not to have you in my existence.”
My favorite Enforcer puts a smile on my face, and I kiss his cheek softly. Christian takes the keys from me and he leans in, kissing my cheek in return. The butterflies fill my stomach with anticipation. Any minute, he will give me my first kiss on the lips. He takes my hand in his, and we are walking beside each other as lovers do.
“One of my businesses did catch fire. We caught the guy, who was responsible for the heinous act,” he tells me about his day.
He drops my hand, and he pulls me closer. He wraps his muscular arm around my shoulders. The people smile at us as we walk by. He escorts me to the edge of the pier, and sits down on a bench. He pulls me between his legs by my hips. I allow him to wrap his arms around me. The midnight sky has stars that sparkle like tiny diamonds. The stars are in perfect alignment with each other. He moves his face closer to mine, parting his lips to kiss me, but the rogues interrupt our special moment. He jerks me to the side, and he quickly moves in front of me. I barely heard the crunch, when he growls at them. The five rogues try to stab him.
Christian shreds two of them in half. I help him destroy another, by finding a piece of wood lying on the ground. The piece of wood I found slams inside the rogue's heart—or lack of a heart. He pops all over my ivory shirt. I duck from the instant splatter, to keep the blood from entering my mouth. He finishes the last two off. He looks down and stacks the bodies on top of one another. I even help him carry the body parts. He takes out a lighter and torches the rogues.
Christian escorts me back to my car. “You might want to change in the car. I have a set of fresh clothes waiting for you in the back.”
Christian jerks his shirt off. I love watching his perfect chest in the pale moonlight. He disappears only, to return a few seconds later with a new set of clothes on. He slides in the driver's seat, and pulls the seat back. I slid off my shorts to reveal the crimson bottom to my bikini. He starts to drive my car out of the parking lot.
“I’m so glad the windows are tinted,” I sigh as I continue, to change my clothes.
Christian readjusts my rear-view mirror and my seat. He probably notices the picture on my speedometer, because a sense of joy fills my blood. My top needs changed, because of the leftover entrails. There is a lot of blood on me. My bottoms slid off first and a fresh thong sits in my bag. I quickly slid them over my hips. Without a second thought, I yank off my top.
He lets out a small groan. “I am happy the windows are tinted also.”
The spare bra covers my huge breasts. He never bothers to look at me. His gaze remains on the road in front of us. It disappoints me that he’s not paying attention to my body. There’s another tight shirt in my bag. I pull it over my head and a jet-black pair of shorts slide over my ass. The bloodstained articles of clothing return to the bag. I climb over, to the passenger's seat, while he’s driving a hundred miles an hour.
He shifts the gears. “I think you need to put your seat belt on,” he calmly orders.
My seat belt pulls across my chest and snaps into place.
He gazes at me for a minute. “That date was ruined,” he complains.
My hand moves to his muscular thigh. He gently squeezes my hand in return. “I’m sure there will be other dates in the future, Christian.”
He kisses the palm of my hand, and returns it to his thigh. He presses a button above our heads, to open the gates. He presses the yellow button for his garage. He parks my car next to his. Instead of avoiding my door, he’s already standing there with it open. I don’t have my seat belt off yet. He sticks out his hand for me, and I gladly take it. I watch him reach behind me, to take our bags of clothes. The bags are now in the incinerator burning. I continue to watch him take another pair of keys out, and he unlocks his BMW. He takes out a baseball jersey, and he pulls it over his head. After he closes his trunk, we walk hand in hand inside the castle together.
We make it inside, to notice that the Enforcers are playing poker. They chuckle at me, and they remember my screen saver. The embarrassment floods my face.
He scratches his forehead. “Everyone is off reconnaissance for a while,” he orders. Christian pulls my hair back, and he kisses my neck. Ian nudges Zane, and another one hundred dollar bill goes to Ian.
I follow Christian to my bedroom. He caresses my cheek, and he starts to kiss my neck. I try to kiss his cheek, but he left me in the dust again. The frustration starts, to mount inside of me. I can hear a small chuckle in the distance, and I know he’s teasing me.
My clock informs me of the time. “Fuck it! Who needs sleep now?”
It is four o'clock in the morning. My schedule repeats with another hot shower. I curse out the alarm clock. After the activities from last night, I yawn all the way to the dining hall. Sophia serves me my hearty breakfast.
Sam points at my hair and teases me. “You look rough this morning.”
“I’m asking nicely for a cup of coffee,” I still yawn, and try to stay awake.
Sam whistles for Sophia, and she returns with a cup of coffee a few minutes later. I drink the lovely brew slowly and reli
sh the flavor. The adrenaline takes over. The workout keeps me alert, but it is tough. The twelve hours fly quickly, but there’s a short charcoal minidress, waiting for me inside my bedroom. The tight blazer covers my dress. I’m too tired to mess with my hair, so it remains down for tonight. I managed to grab my new laptop. There’s a box of pearl earrings too. I hop out of the room, trying to put on each heel.
I make it to the foyer in record time. Christian stands straight in his business attire. Alexander nods over to his brother and Christian turns around, raising an eyebrow. I’m too tired, to argue with him. Sophia hands me another cup of coffee, to keep me alert. I walk outside and slip inside the limo.
He enters from the other side. “Are you feeling okay, Jeannie?”
“I’m perfectly fine and awake.”
“Do you have to wear that?”
I glance at my outfit. “I think my outfit is okay. What’s wrong with it?”
Christian kisses my forehead. “How long do you want to keep it on?” he whispers to me.
Christian sits back and he grins at me. He’s rubbing his hand up and down my thigh. Tonight, he’s wearing a pair of diamond cufflinks, and his Rolex rests on his wrist. We pull into the parking lot. I lean over him, and tease him in return. “If you want it, you can always come and get it, but you will have to play hooky though.”
Christian lets out a small rumble in his chest. I step out of the limousine before he does, to make sure he follows my every move. I deliberately saunter sexually in front of him. He places his hand on my waist, and opens the doors for me. The nice secretary greets both of us now. I make it inside the elevator in one piece.
He stands in front of me, and he pins my arms to his hips. “There will come a day, when I will take it. You in return, will beg me to stop from the intense pleasure,” he whispers seductively in my ear.
He moves my hair back, and he nibbles on my ear. The tingles are shooting in my spine. He chuckles knowing exactly, what he’s doing to me. I notice that we are about to play a little game.
