Enslaved By The Ruthless Vampire Lord: Her Second Chance Mate

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

Naya walked briskly to Rhys’ room as she was going to serve his afternoon meal.

Zara had told her to come over to the training center and watch her, as it would be the first time she would challenge someone.

Naya did not want to disappoint her, so she resolved to hasten up with serving Rhys meals.

Naya made her way to Rhys’s room with a sense of anxiousness. As she approached the door, she took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. She knocked gently and waited for a response.

After waiting for about five minutes, she went in.

It has been the same, he never answered her knockings.

She gently placed the trolley at the secluded corner where she usually kept it and she made her way to leave.

She was in such a haste to leave, that she didn’t notice that her dress had gotten stuck and due to the speed she wanted to use in leaving, she accidentally pushed the trolley, shattering all the plates on the ground.

Naya gasped as the plates hit the floor, shattering into pieces. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, and she knew that she was in big trouble.

She looked around the empty, quiet, and large room. The food on the plates has stained the rug that she knew was damn expensive.

She had to be there for Zara and at the same time, start coming up with reasonable excuses to give to the rumored ruthless lord.

It was inevitable that she was in deep trouble now.

Naya stood there, frozen in place, as she tried to think of what to do. She knew that she had to clean up the mess, but she was afraid to move. She didn’t want to make things worse by accidentally ruining anything else. And she was also terrified of what Rhys would do when he found out about the mess. She could feel herself starting to hyperventilate, and she knew that she had to get a grip on herself.

“Oh my god, oh my god… ” she gasped as she took in a deep breath, trying to control her labored breathing.

Naya was on the verge of breaking down, she placed her hand on her head feeling the urge to pull out her hair.

She was so scared that she began to shake, Rhys had not even found out yet but she could feel her execution near already.

Naya felt her panic rising, and she knew that she had to find a way to calm down. She closed her eyes, trying to focus on her breathing.

” In and out, in and out”, she told herself. She could feel her heart rate beginning to slow, and she opened her eyes.

Bending down, she began to pick up the broken glasses in panic.

“Ow..” Naya cried out as a piece of glass pierced through her skin as blood soon began to flow freely from the injury.

Tears flowed down from her eyes as she sat helplessly on the ground, not minding the oil stains. The wound was deep.

She sniffled and then she heard a creaking sound as the door opened wide, her heart almost jumped out of her chest as she thought it was the lord.

“Kai… ” she called in a low voice, feeling a kind of reassurance that he was there.

” What happened here? ” Rhys asked with a slight frown on his face and his eyes settled on the blood.

He saw her come into the room but only came after noticing that she was taking too much time as she also perceived the strong smell of blood.

“It was an accident… ” she began in a very low Voice, as she wiped off the tears from her eyes, staining her face with blood in the process.

“I… I was trying to clean up the mess,” Naya continued, her voice trembling.

“And then I… I cut myself on a piece of glass.” She gestured to the shattered glasses on the floor.

“I’m in a big mess now. Lord Rhys would kill me once he comes here..” she broke into another round of fresh tears and Rhys wanted to burst out laughing.

“Why would he kill you?” He asked Curiously as he slowly lifted her up from the ground.

“Look at the mess you’re in now..” he shook his head, referring to the food stains in her dress.

Naya’s eyes widened in horror as she looked down at herself. She was a mess. Her dress was stained with food and blood, and she was covered in oil. She felt embarrassed and humiliated, and she wished that she could just disappear.

How would she even meet Zara, looking like that?

“I know it doesn’t look great,” Rhys said, his voice gentle.

“But it’s not the end of the world. I’ll help you clean up, and then we can figure out what to do about your dress. You’ll be fine.” He sounded so calm and confident that Naya couldn’t help but wonder how he looked so calm in the situation.

“What are we going to do about this?” She pointed at the broken plates on the ground.

“This rug is hella expensive and..” Tears rolled down from her cheeks as Rhys chuckled.

“Don’t worry about the rug,” Rhys said, his voice soothing. “We’ll get it cleaned and it will be as good as new. The important thing is that you’re okay.” He smiled, wiping off her tears.

Naya allowed him to do that and she was surprised by how gentle his touch was. It was almost as if he was afraid of hurting her.

He lifted her hand that was injured as he slowly removed the broken glass, Naya winced as he removed the glass.

“Does it hurt?”

Naya shook her head. “It’s okay,” she said. “I’m just a little bit sore.” She appreciated his concern, and it made her feel a little bit better about the whole situation. She was still embarrassed about the mess, but Rhys’s presence was a calming influence.

But how was he going to take care of the situation?

“How will you..” Naya was abruptly cut short when he suddenly placed her pinky finger that was injured into his mouth, licking off the blood.

Naya was stunned by his action, and she found herself unable to speak. She had never experienced anything like this before, and she didn’t know what to make of it.

Rhys’s eyes met hers, and she saw something there that she hadn’t seen before. Something that was hard to define, but it made her feel a little bit nervous.

His tongue felt so hot and mind-blowing as the way it felt in her finger sent an electric jolt right through her body.

Damn!! Why was she still??

He removed her finger from his mouth, and she felt a strange sense of loss.

“There,” he said, his voice low. “That should do it.”

” I… I… I.. ” Naya stammered feeling out of words. Her mind was in turmoil as it felt like she was losing it.

” You what? ” He raised a brow at her, as he grazed his teeth in his lips.

Naya gulped loudly, seeing that gesture of his. It was just too much.

Naya’s mind was racing, and she couldn’t seem to form a coherent thought. Rhys was looking at her intently, and she felt like he was reading her thoughts.

“What? That wasn’t enough right?” He grilled with a mischievous grin on his face as Naya struggled with her words.

Where in the world did Rhys come from?Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Let’s try something else..” Naya was yet to get what he meant when he suddenly grabbed her by the waist and slammed his lips in hers.