Chapter 60

Draven POV

I do worry that my love will not return. She left before and did not come back, but this time seems to be different. I need her here with me in this world. I need her to fulfill her promise to me and carry my child. I understand the longing she had so long ago to leave and go be with others. Now, after everything, after all of the torment she endured, I believe she is ready to be with me fully once again.

I go up into the main part of the house where Jackson is cleaning and removing Damien's belongings. The house will be mine and Rhea's once again. Damien, being long gone and Soul is also gone, I can return back into my home with Rhea once again to live our lives and be happy for eternity.

I look around the room, remembering the day I brought Rhea here to be with me all those years ago. The day I found her and fell in love with her. She changed me from someone so dark and lost into something softer and into a being that was able to love her. That was the day she discovered her secret, and I revealed mine to someone for the first time.

FLASHBACK

"Hi," I say softly to the young woman sitting on the bench outside the park. I take a seat next to her. I watch her looking over her book and engulfed in reading.

"Hello," she says softly back to me.

I sit with her for hours. I watch the various small birds coming and going, but I mostly watch her. When she gets up to leave for the evening sun setting, it is dangerous for such a beautiful young woman to be out in the city. I stop her.

"Wait, I know this is forward, but I would love to buy you a drink or dinner or something. I would really like to spend the evening with you," I say to her, fully expecting her to hit me with one of those huge books she is reading.

She smiles. "It took you long enough," she says with a smile that could light up a dark room.

"Well, I did not want to frighten you, and honestly, I could not get up the nerve to ask," I say to her.

"You did not want to frighten me, so you waited until dark, seems a little creepy to me," she says.

"I am not creepy, I promise," I say to her.

"That is exactly what a pervert would say to a young woman at dark," she says, laughing.

I laugh with her. "Well, I can promise that I am not a pervert until you get to know me," I say.

She walks close to me, her eyes staring into mine. The connection is deep and something so natural and daring. She places her hand on my elbow.

"Okay, Mr. Creepy, I am going to trust you to take me for a drink; let's go," she says.

We walk to a nearby bar. I order a whiskey, and Rhea asks for the same. "A woman that drinks whiskey, hmmm," I remark at her drink choice.

"I can probably drink you under the table, Mr. Creepy," Rhea says to me.

"I have a name if you would like to call me something other than Mr. Creepy," I say.

"Okay then, formal introductions. I am Rhea, and you are?" Rhea asks.

"Draven, the name is Draven," I say to her. I extend my hand to shake her hand.

"I think we are past that, Draven," Rhea says.

She leans into me and kisses my lips. Kissing Rhea sends a shock wave of emotions through my body that is unexplainable to someone. I felt her in my heart, soul, and definitely my cock.

Rhea pulls back from me, and by the look on her face, she felt it too. I want to take her home with me and feel her inside and out. I want to kiss her body and let my tongue dance across her skin. She is the one I have searched for all these years. She is the one the is destined to be my queen.

The bartender brings us our whiskey. I drink mine slowly, but not Rhea; she drinks her drink fast. "Draven, I want to ask you something," Rhea says as she sets the empty glass down on the bar.

"Sure, anything," I answer her.

"I want you to take me to you place, do you want to take me to your place?" Rhea asks me.

"Yes, very much so," I say to her.

I leave money on the bar for the bartender and take her hand. She reaches over and takes my drink. She finishes my whiskey and then kisses me again. I moan as she presses her body against me. This makes her smile.

"My car is close by," I say as we exit the bar.

We walk down the street to the parking lot hand in hand. It feels strange, but she is humming to me as we walk. When we arrive at my car, I open the door for her. I close the door and go around to get in the other side. I look at her when we get into the car.

"I know what you are, Rhea," I say to her slowly and calmly.

She kisses me again, humming to me. "I know you are a temptress, but your games will not work on me. I still want you, but now because of your song or your body, it is something deeper, and I think you know it," I say to her.

"I know what you are, too, the dark one; you are him, the king of those nasty vampires," Rhea says to me.

"Yes, temptress, I am their king, but tonight I am at your mercy; I only want you," I say to her.

"Take me to your place, Draven. Let us see what happens," Rhea says to me.

I drive Rhea and myself to my mansion. As we drive, she touches my legs and kisses my neck. "Is it true that a temptress remains a virgin, killing any man who tries to bed her until she finds the man she loves," I ask her?

"Yes, it is true. I have not found a man to love yet," Rhea answers me.

"Are you planning to kill me tonight, temptress," I ask her as we pull into the driveway of my mansion.

"No, I am planning to give you my gift," Rhea says.

I get out of the car and walk around to her side. I open the door and let her out of the car. We walk into the mansion. My butler Soul and houseman Damien are both waiting as I come into the house. They look at her, thirsting for her. Their bloodthirst is still not under control.

"Leave for the night, both of you, go find you something to eat," I say to the two of them. Both of them are idiots.

The fire is roaring in the living room. Rhea walks in front of the fire and stands looking delectable. "Are you planning to feed on me, king of the vampires?" she asks me.

"No, I do not do that, I do not have blood thirst or any of those peasant problems, temptress," I answer her.

"So, we have established that I am not here to kill you, and you did not bring me here for a meal, so why did you bring me here, Draven," Rhea asks me.

I lay my coat down on the couch and walk over to her in front of the fire. I take her head in my hand and kiss her. "I brought you here to give you a gift as well. It seems we are both in the gift-giving mood," I say to her.

"Oh, and what gift do you have for me, the dark one," she says to me, so sexy.

"I should ask you the same question, temptress," I say to her.

Rhea kisses me, letting her tongue slide into my mouth. Her hands wander my body, and I let mine wander her body. Her body is perfect. She moans as I touch her.

"I want to give you my virginity, dark one, but it is an extraordinary gift for a temptress to give to someone. Are you able to handle the challenges that come with this gift?" Rhea asks me.

"Yes, I am. I want you to be mine, always," I say to her.

I pick her up and carry her up the stairs to my bedroom. Her arms around my neck as we make the journey to the top of the stairs. "What is your gift, dark one?" Rhea asks me.

"I want you to carry my child, temptress, and I want you to be the one. I want to marry you and the two of us to have many children. All you have to do is say that you will be mine forever," I say to her.

"I will be yours forever, Draven, if you can survive my gift," Rhea says to me as I carry her into my bedroom.