Enslaved By The Ruthless Vampire Lord: Her Second Chance Mate

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Naya’s eyes widened in shock as Rhys’s lips met hers as she stilled, unmoving.

. She didn’t know what to do, and she just stood there, frozen in place. She felt his hands on her waist, and she could feel the heat of his body against hers. Her heart was racing, and her head was spinning.

She felt his tongue pushing her lips apart as he found his way into her mouth.

Naya felt like it was the end of the world, it was basically her first time being kissed so savagely, not to talk by a hot man like Rhys.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Naya’s mind was spinning, and she didn’t know how to react. She couldn’t believe that Rhys was kissing her, and she didn’t know what to do. A part of her wanted to push him away, but another part of her wanted to stay in this moment. It was confusing and overwhelming. It was like she was in a dream, and she couldn’t seem to wake up.

The way he slowly drove his tongue inside her mouth, taking his time to explore her. Naya just froze, not knowing how to even react back.

She was about to give in to the temptation when she remembered her situation, she had broken plates in the lord’s room and now she was kissing his guard in his room. That was totally absurd.

What was Rhys even thinking?

Naya came back to her senses and realized that this was not right.

“We can’t do this.. ” she suddenly blurted out as she stepped away from him, ten meters away, she avoided him like he was a plague.

” Do what?” Rhys asked with a bored look on his face, he was just having fun a while ago, why did she ruin all of that?

Naya’s cheeks turned red as she stammered, trying to find the words to explain herself. “I mean, we can’t… I mean, you and I, we can’t…” she trailed off, feeling like she was making a complete mess of it. ”

“What we’re doing, it’s wrong..” she continued, with labored breathing.

Her cheeks were heating up really bad, she enjoyed the kiss a lot and wished it didn’t have to end, but it just happened at the wrong place and the wrong time.

“What makes you think it’s wrong?” Rhys grilled, it was his room, his city, his palace and he could do whatever he wanted, but then he remembered that Naya was unaware of all that.

Naya settled her eyes on Rhys, trying so hard to keep her cool, her cheeks still flushed.

“It’s just… we’re not supposed to be doing this,” she said.

” It’s not supposed to be here in the lord’s room, or kissing you. It’s not… it’s not allowed. It’s against the rules.” She was struggling to find the right words, but she knew that what had happened wasn’t right. It wasn’t how things were supposed to be.

“We can always try somewhere else… ” Rhys’ lips curved up and Naya wanted to punch him right at that moment. Why was he so relaxed?

“I… I… ” Naya fumbled with her words. Confusion was written all over her, she didn’t even know what to say, before she knew it, she ran out of the room.

She didn’t bother looking back as the broken plates became a lesser problem to her.

Rhys just kissed her!!

Naya ran out of the room, her mind spinning. She couldn’t believe what had just happened.

Zara’s tournament would begin soon and her dress was in a mess, she could never afford to miss that, as she got a special invitation from Vlad to attend.

Naya quickly ran to her room to have a change of clothes, the only thing in her head was attending her sister’s tournament.

… .

“Naya, what took you so long?” Zara asked, holding Naya’s hand the moment she spotted her walking into the training grounds.

Vlad was making a selection for a new group of knights that he was going to train specially and Zara wanted to compete, the only way to get her revenge was to get stronger.

“I… ” Naya began to explain herself, and then she noticed they were in an open space. She couldn’t just speak, not everyone knew she could talk.

Zara seemed to understand her plight quite well as she spoke.

“Use sign language instead..” she motioned.

“I got caught up in something..” Naya demonstrated, explaining herself.

Zara watched Naya’s hands as she signed, trying to understand what she was saying. “You were caught up in what??” she repeated, making sure she was interpreting Naya’s signs correctly.

“What happened?”

Naya went on to explain the events of the last few minutes, from the broken plates to her encounter with Rhys. As she finished her story, Zara’s expression grew serious.

“I wonder who this Kai of a guy is. I would really like to meet him and teach him to stop toying with my sister..” Zara huffed. She knew about Kai as Naya hardly kept secrets from her.

“Why would you allow him to kiss you like that?” Zara asked, rolling her eyes.

“Whatever..” she waved Naya off.

“That’s not what is important right now. Today is a big day for me and nothing should ruin that.. ” she stated as Naya hugged her happily.

Zara returned Naya’s hug.

“I’m so excited for you,” Naya giggled as she demonstrated using sign language.

“You’re going to do great!” She added as Zara smiled at her, and Naya could tell that she was genuinely happy. She was glad to be there to support her sister, even if she couldn’t speak to her openly.

Just then, the doors to the training grounds opened, and a group of people entered. Naya recognized them as the potential candidates for Zara’s training, and she watched as they took their places around the room.

Zara straightened up herself as she took in a deep breath.

“Come on and help me tie my hair up..” she dragged Naya away to a corner to get her hair done.

Naya went with Zara and began to help her sister get ready. She knew that Zara was a little nervous, but she was confident that she would do well. She had seen Zara train many times, and she knew how skilled she was. As she tied Zara’s hair back into a neat ponytail, she whispered her proud she was of her to get ears.

Then, the head trainer announced the start of the competition, and the candidates took their places. Zara squared her shoulders and moved to the center of the room, looking determined and focused as Naya gave her a thumbs up.

Naya happily went to sit in a corner to watch her sister, unaware of the pair of metallic gray orbs that were fixed directly on her.