*GRAVEYARD-PART 1*

"The graveyard?." Lisa gasped. She already had an idea about what Lucas was planning to do and it wasn't going to be funny.

"Yes, now be fast and freshen up." He released her and she nodded before heading towards the bathroom and closing the door behind her.

Walking to the large mirror on the sink, she stared at her pale reflection that looked back at her.

'Give me your body and I'll let you go.'

Lisa shivered when she remembered her lookalike's words. She knew it and Lucas knew it. Her days were numbered and she had no idea when she was going to die.

The dream she had about that old woman. She wanted to tell Lucas but what difference will that make? Maybe it will be best if she just kept it to herself.

Not wanting to waste more time than needed, she quickly took a bath and tied herself in a small towel.

Only then did she realise that she had forgot to pick her clothes.

Just great.

"Lucas?." She called out and stood just behind the door, her lips pursed.

"What happened?." He replied, his voice sounding directly in front of the door.

"Is everything alright? Should I come in?."

"No!" She immediately disagreed"M-my clothes, I forgot to pick them."

"I got you some different clothes since we will be going by foot to the graveyard and will encounter some demons." He informed and Lisa smiled. So that meant that she will finally be able to step out of the castle!.

Opening the door a little, she pushed her hand outside"Okay, give them to me."

"What? No thank you?."

A frustrated sigh passed through Lisa's lips and she forced out"Thank you Lucas, now give it to me."

"Is that an order? Are you ordering me?." Lucas prolonged and Lisa didn't know what to say again.

Why couldn't he just place the clothes on her hand? It was that simple!.

"No Lucas." She gritted her teeth"It's not an order."

"What's the magic word?."

"Please!." She shook her hand frantically and finally felt the clothes on it but before she could grab it he pulled the clothes back.

"You know, you haven't worn these types of clothes before so I'm not sure you would be able to handle it yourself. You'll need some help from a certain someone." He hinted and Lisa shook her head immediately.

"I can and will handle the clothes very well thank you."

"Are you sure?."

"Yes! Now give me the clothes!." Her hand was starting to ache her from putting it in this position for long.

"Here you go." He placed it on her hand and she pulled it back in and closed the door, this time locking it.

After wearing the essential inner garments, she held the gown up and felt her eyes twitch in annoyance.

'You've got to be kidding me.'

The gown was something she only saw women wear in brothels. It was black in colour, it had a v-shaped neck, the back was also opened, and it had a long slit that went all the way to her upper knee.

She had never worn something like this and she actually liked it. It was pretty nice.

Compared to how Lucas had put it, wearing the gown was not too hard and in no time she already had it on.

She had to admit, she looked really hot in it. The gown seemed to have caught all her curves in the right places making her look nothing short but sexy. She let her hair flow down her waist and finally she stepped out of the bathroom.

"Lucas I'm done." She called out to Lucas who had his back turned and when he looked at her, time seemed to have come to a halt.

"I thought Theodore said this was the most covered cloth he could find?." He frowned, as his eyes assessed the clothes and how it hugged her body.

No way was he going to allow other men see her like this.

"Go and change, there's no way you're leaving in that." He commanded and Lisa only lifted a brow at him.

"Sorry but no. I AM NOT CHANGING." She made it clear and walked passed him, picking up her flat shoes and putting it on.

"You don't understand what you're saying." He turned to her but it didn't look like she was listening to him.

"Give me one good reason why I should change." She stated and folded her arms, her full breasts squeezing together and Lucas gulped.

"B-because I don't want you to go out like this." He scratched the back of his neck nervously. Why did it suddenly feel like the oxygen supply in the room was running short.

"That's not a good enough reason Lucas." She informed him and Lucas couldn't help but look back at her and he noticed how high the slit was.

It was too high!. Just who in the world made this clothe?.

"I don't think you'll be able to accept the real reason." He breathed and took one long step towards her which she took the same backwards.

"Why wouldn't I?." She asked, her confidence suddenly diminishing.

"Because.." he drawled, moving forward and cornering her to the wall.

"You look too damn sexy." His deep alluring voice whispered into Lisa's ears and a long sigh escaped her lips.

"I didn't know that." Her breath hitched when she felt his hand trail her leg that was exposed by the slit in sensual way that made her squeeze her knees together.

"Look at me." He commanded and she looked at him, her eyes getting completely lost in his ocean blue ones.

"I don't want any other man to look at you." His hand didn't go inside her gown but slowly went up her flat stomach to her twin peaks.

"We can't do anything about that Lucas." She closed her eyes when she felt Lucas's hand settle on her cheeks.

"I'll kill any man that does that." He pulled away from her and smiled at her shocked expression.

"And also, know that our visit to the graveyard will be our first date."

Lisa:"..."