Chapter 3 Getting laid

I woke up to the rays of sunlight pouring down on my face and groaned inwardly cursing myself for leaving the blinds slightly open. I made my way to the bathroom to perform my morning duties before heading downstairs.

"Good morning father" to which he responded with a curt nod.

He sat there, a woman clutched to his chest with his fangs buried deep into her neck. The poor girl trembled within his grasp but that didn't seem to faze him. He didn't have a care in the world that people are watching.

What. An. Asshole

I went about my duties as a prince; sorting out paperwork about our blood supply, and ensuring that the minor problems of the people are solved.

"What would she be doing now?" I wondered out loud.

Ugh, where did that even come from?

I furrowed my brows confused as hell. Why? Why can't I just forget about those eyes; those green eyes that reminded me of peace and tranquility?

Sigh.

It's been a week already yet they still torment me, yet she still torments me.

Every time I'd so much as close my eyes, her beautiful smile greets me.

I dream about her every day. I dream about her in the garden smelling the lilies with a beautiful smile playing on her tempting lips.

I dream about her twirling in the rain making her knee-length white dress stand out even more.

I dream about her on the beach, her waist-length hair blown back by the wind as she runs. Her laughter illuminates the whole place.

Every time I tried to reach out and touch her, she would disappear leaving me gasping for air, sweating profusely unable to go back to sleep.

Running my hand through my hair for the umpteenth time today, I huffed in frustration, took my jacket, and made for the door.

Cold air wafted past me as I made my way into the thick dense forest.

I need to clear my head and feed so I've decided to kill two birds with one stone.

After fifteen minutes and twenty-six seconds of sitting idle simply admiring nature, I see a human ten miles from me and crouch.

Poor guy. He's at the wrong place at the wrong time.

I pounced taking him by surprise completely. Before he could scream, I sank my fangs into his flesh...

I licked my bottom lip as my fangs retracted, relishing the metallic taste of his blood.

I headed back to the palace feeling extremely refreshed.

I steeled my resolve to keep her safe...from me.

She looked like she's had her fair share of problems and I didn't want to be part of that list.

However, thinking back to her sweet smile, I let out a bitter one of my own. I would only cause her pain and sadness, unhappiness and regret. She didn't deserve that. She deserves every good thing this world has to offer; everything that would put a smile on her face; everything that wasn't me.

Every fiber of my being wants to track her down; to be with her; to hold her in my arms; to share every memory with her; to be the one her whole world revolves around using any means necessary but I can't. I would only ruin her life. There is nothing good that could possibly come from associating with me. After all, I can't give something I don't even have.

I clenched my jaw the whole way back. I would sacrifice anything for her to be safe and most importantly happy. Be it sleepless nights, loss of concentration every ten minutes, or even my sanity.

"Baby, you're finally home!" a voice exclaimed the instant I stepped into my room. Laying on my bed in an awkward position was my best friend Jack.

Jack is human and the second prince of England. We're complete opposites yet best of friends. Brothers even.

He has dirty blonde hair which for some reason is always messed up giving him this bad boy look, amber eyes that could peer into your soul, and always having this goofy grin on his face that could get any girl in his bed. He was fully equipped to be a complete playboy.

"Did you miss me sweetheart" his voice rang out again; the corners of his lips quirked up.

When I got close enough to him, I slapped his legs off. "Get the fuck off my bed you idiot" I retorted.

"And no; absolutely not. I did not miss you even for a second." I deadpanned.

"Aw is someone mad" he cooed his lips in a pout. I shrugged him off and made my way to the bathroom to have yet another cold shower.

I've been doing that a lot lately because of her.

I came out minutes later sporting my black robe with a towel in hand for my wet hair only to see him plopped on my couch, helping himself to my wine.

"I'm bored as hell. Let's go out" he suggested all of a sudden setting the wine glass on the coffee table.

"Where exactly"

"The usual. Century bar" he responded immediately.

"Okay. Give me five minutes to get dressed first".

I figured I could use a drink.

Ten minutes later and we were settled in Jack's gold-colored Lamborghini, the speakers booming with activity.

If I wasn't a vampire, I'd be afraid for my life with his reckless driving. We got there in record time. The journey that's supposed to take an average of thirty minutes was covered in half the time.

Jack was a party guy so he was well acquainted with this particular club while I've only been here a handful of times.

He handed the bouncer, Zolan our VIP cards and stepped inside once we were given clearance.

The club was in a prominent and rich environment so my stakes were quite high. The stench of strong alcohol and sweat greeted me the moment I entered. The blaring music however was welcoming.

"Alright man, I'd be at the bar if you need me" I bellowed over the loud music.

I came here to get drunk and that's exactly what I'm going to do.

Without waiting for his reply, I maneuver my way through crowds of grinding bodies.

"Scotch," I said the moment the bartender directed his attention to me.

I downed the first glass at a go, the bartender looking intently at me.

I signaled for the glass to be refilled. After I had three more his voice rang out

"wanna talk about it"

"No thanks", I refused effortlessly.

With that, I grabbed the first girl I saw and pulled her to me before crashing my lips on hers. She responded with the same vigor.

Normally, I was very picky with my women but right now I seriously didn't care. I just needed to get laid...