Chapter Twenty-Nine

"Brayla what brings you here?" Brandon asked.

"Just coming to check on my twin to make sure you were not in any danger."

I felt the hostility in the atmosphere. I moved to the side as she welcomed herself in.

"Well, it was nice speaking with you Brandon. Goodbye."

I grabbed my shoes and made my way outside. I compelled someone to take me home. As I reached the third level of my apartment, Dragan was standing at the door. Shit. He is furious but he held his composure.

"One night Ana was all u asked for and you could not stay at my place for one night."

"I am sorry."

"Where were you?"

"I was out having fun and lost track of time?"

"That is not what I asked. I asked where were you?"

Before I spoke, my roommate answered the door.

"I thought I heard your voice out here Ana."

Saved by the fucking bell. "Yeah, well let me get ready," I said as I walked inside. Dragan grabbed my hand as I was halfway through the door and turned me around. I thought he was going to kiss me but instead smelled my hair and lips. I watched my roommate give me an awkward look and made her way back to her room.

"Drake I have to go get ready."

He let go and attempted to follow me into the apartment but stopped in front of the door.

"Really Ana no invite."

"No."

"How hilarious is that when I am the one who pays your bills, but it's fine because I always find a way to get what I want. Don't take too long. I will be waiting in the car."

While I am rushing to get ready, my roommate stood at my door eating an apple.

"Who is that? I don`t like him?"

She only doesn't like him because I compelled her not to as well as not to invite him in.

"He is an old friend who can`t get the idea I don't want to be bothered."

"Let`s kick his ass?"

Is she asking to die? "No, it`s fine, I can handle him."

I get into his car and we make our way to his home in silence. As I was making my way into his house, Dragan pulled me back.

"Don't speak, go directly to my bathroom and wash everything including your hair. Stay away from Sebastian Milana until you are clean."

I did not need to look into his eyes to see how he is. His tone sounded murderous. Why did he have to be my maker? Without any questions though, I did as I was told. When I walked into his room, my dress was hanging up and laying on the bed was a nightgown. I slipped into it with ease. Dragan came in and smelled me again.

"Why do you keep smelling me?"

"Good the smell is gone," he said ignoring my question. "Come get your hair done."

I followed Dragan to the lounge area. There was a small hair studio set up. Milana was in one chair getting her hair done and an empty chair sat next to her. I was greeted by a middle-aged man. He had some extra sugar in his cup but wore a genuine smile. He showed me to my seat and pampered as I sat there in silence. As he is slapping my face with make-up and pulling my hair up into a bun, Dragan stands across from me just watching. It was as if he was analyzing me, trying to figure everything out. The creases in his forehead show his anger and frustration.

"I have to take care of something. Will be back and do not leave this place, Ana." From his tone I know should not attempt anything today and do as I am told.

Damn, what did you do to piss him off?" Milana asked.

I ignored her.

"Wow, no smart remark from the wildling? Dragan should be pissed at you more often."

"It`s no point in wasting my breath on trash."

"You should really watch what you say. My patience is wearing thin."

I said nothing, I sat there in silence for the remainder of the process. Once done I headed to Drake`s office. I was browsing through his book collection on the shelf. I know he has a library, but these were his favorites that he holds close to him. He said these were the books his servant and him read. It appears he has some human emotions left.

"Will, you ever listen to me, Ana?"

I turn around to see Dragan standing at the door.

"You are very demanding and controlling."

"I have my reasons."

Not once did I turn around to look at him. I hear his footsteps becoming louder as he reaches me. He wraps his arm around my waist and whispers in my ear. "Where is the necklace I brought you? You weren`t wearing it when you came back to your apartment and you still do not have it."

My body tenses. Shit, I lost it. It dawns on me that I had it on when I was with Brandon. It must be at his condo.

"I left it home."

"So irresponsible. I really wanted you to wear it tonight." He nuzzles his face in my hair. "I would love to choke the life out your body right, but I know your struggling will mess up your hair. I just will have to discipline you later for lying to me Anastasia."

I stood there horrified. He left and my body still could not move. I was shook with fear. When I finally able to overcome my fear and move, I turned around and seen Sebastian at the door.

"I would be careful in constantly rebelling against your maker`s orders. You are not his first prodigy. Keep it up and will end up murdered like the others he made."

I searched for Drake but could not find him. Milana looked up from the couch and smiled. "You won`t find him here. He had to take care of one more thing."

I find my way back to Dragan`s room. I feel like a prisoner trapped in this hell hole. I rest the back of my head on the pillow and close my eyes. I was awakened by a familiar sweet scent. I turn to find Dragan shirtless and sound asleep. Once again he looks peaceful and the weight of the world lifted off his shoulders.

"Don't leave me," Dragan whispered.