28. His Wicked Smile

Eyes wide-open, Triana hastily opened all her clothes. Unfortunately, even to undress and wash her own body, she was utterly incompetent. Since she was a baby, she always had maids who did various simple to difficult things for her. Now, she realized more and more how failed she was as a human.

When all her clothes were off, Triana immediately washed her body with a cloth dipped in perfumed water in the basin. However, her eyes trembled as she watched Mr. Vlador pull his tunic off his head.

It was lines of hills and rock cliffs disguised as human bodies. In her life, Triana had never seen such a hard and beautifully sculptured back. The only thing she could deduce was that all those big, undulating muscles looked extremely majestic because they concealed a pair of gigantic wings.

When Mr. Vlador moved to open his new tunic, Triana realized her stupidity. Why was she silently watching the man's back?! Now, Mr. Vlador was almost finished and she still had to dry her body and put on a nightgown.

Snatching a dry towel, Triana immediately dried her body with eyes that kept looking at Mr. Vlador. Her heart was racing even more as the man thrust his hands into his tunic and pulled out his head from the collar of that white garment.

"Wait!" Triana exclaimed, making Vlador stop his movement. "Please wait a moment. I'm not finished yet. It will only be a minute," she said as she grabbed her nightgown.

However, even though he had stopped for a moment, Mr. Vlador continued his movement and eventually turned around to face Triana.

Screaming, Triana covered her front body with a nightgown and underwear that she had not yet had time to wear. "Don't look! I'm not done yet!"

"I've given you too plenty of time," Vlador said with a straight face, looking at Triana with his cold eyes. He walked over to the bed to sit on the edge.

Almost crying, Triana shifted her butt backwards to get off the bed. Then she sat down on the wooden floor so her body could hide beside the pretty tall bed.

'He has seen me. What should I do?' Triana thought to herself while holding back her tears.

With quick and small movements, Triana slipped into her underwear and nightgown in hopes that her body was small enough for Mr. Vlador couldn't see it from up there.

Finished getting dressed, Triana turned over and peeked over the bed to find that Mr. Vlador was lying on the other side with his eyes closed. The man had his long arms behind his head as a pillow.

'Is he sleeping?' Triana thought. Then she stood up and continued to watch. 'I thought vampires don't sleep at night? No. I even thought they never sleep!'

Suddenly, Vlador's eyes opened, making Triana startled and swiftly turning her face anywhere. Then, his two brown irises rolled and stopped on her.

"Why were you looking at me like that?" Vlador asked.

"P-pardon? I mean; you knew? But, your eyes were closed,"

"I can see you and this whole room even when my eyes are closed. Why were you looking at me like that? Is there anything you'd like to say?" Vlador asked with his two eyes screening Triana from the body to head.

Triana bit her lower lip. Then she cleared her throat to shake off her nervousness. "I just thought that vampires don't sleep, but you look like you're about to sleep,"

"We don't need sleep but we usually pass the time by sleeping," Vlador replied.

"Even at night?" Triana asked.

"There is no specific time to sleep. You can see it's raining outside and there's nothing I can do tonight,"

"I see… But, if you want to sleep, are you going to sleep in this bed? If you sleep here, what about me?" Triana asked slowly with her face slightly lowered.

"Can't you see I've saved a spot for you?" Vlador pointed at the narrow side of the bed beside his body. "This bed is indeed small, but this is all that is available here. I'll give you the blanket, so you better not complain too much,"

Shaking her head quickly, Triana explained, "It's not that, Mr. Vlador. I'm sorry to say this, but I don't think we can sleep in the same bed,"

Sitting up, Vlador stared at Triana with narrowed eyes. "There is no chair in this room. Even if there was, the only one who should sleep on is you, not me. If you don't want to sleep in the same bed as me, then sleep on the floor or outside,"

"Please, Mr. Vlador. I am a noblewoman with a fiancé. It is forbidden for me to sleep in the same bed with another man. If anyone finds out, I will be considered a whore and my husband-to-be will cancel our marriage." Triana explained with a trembling voice, hoping that Mr. Vlador will understand, and give in to it.

"Well, that is your problem. But one thing you should know, gosling: I don't want any more obstacles to tomorrow's journey because of your health problems. If you continue to hinder my goals and prolong this curse, I will make you truly regret it." Vlador said with the colour of his eyes turning red.

Biting her lower lip, Triana glanced at the window to watch the rain pouring harder outside. Now, she understood why this chamber was not suitable for renting out to guests. Its too-small fireplace was not enough to warm the whole chamber in the cold autumn.

If she could complain, Triana would mention how cold this chamber was. Her body also felt weak and she felt extremely sleepy. If she had to endure all of this, instead of being better, her health would actually get worse tomorrow.

Since it was impossible to sleep on the floor or outside, Triana had no other choice but to sleep in the same bed as the vampire.

"Excuse me," Triana said softly as she climbed onto the bed.

With her heart pounding hard, Triana pulled the blanket to cover her body which was only wrapped in a nightgown that was too thin to her. This was her first experience sleeping next to a man. She never imagined that he should be not her husband.

Laying her back awkwardly, Triana glanced at Mr. Vlador and found him watching her. She gulped and cleared her throat quietly. "I'm sorry if I say this, Mr. Vlador: I believe you are a gentleman who respects women. I'm a virgin who has a fiancé, so… please don't do anything to me,"

Triana's words made Vlador chuckle with a look of disbelief. Yes, it looked like this man was absolutely offended. However, Triana was so worried that she didn't know the best way to warn him anymore. She didn't want to betray her fiancé and fail to get married at too old an age.

But Triana didn't expect that her sentence, which was meant to prevent what she was afraid of from happening, instead turned around like a boomerang hitting her temple. In the blink of an eye, Mr. Vlador rolled his body so that Triana lay right under him to make her body couldn't move because she was weighed down.

Eyes bulged, Triana found that both of her hands had been held by Mr. Vlador over her head. Her body immediately trembled as she watched a wicked smile cross his face.