Thirty-eight
"First because she's going to kill everyone while she's possessed and second because she's going to kill me when she finds out I killed Thomas!"
— I can't take you like this, nobody knows I took you out of the P -
"I didn't ask!" -she interrupts me.
- What did you say?
"I didn't ask Benjamin, I ordered it!" -it's clear.
"Fuck..."
- The cat ate your tongue? -It's thick.
I could easily play this sick little game and show her where she belongs, but doing that would probably make things worse.
- Right! - I replied. -But first let's go to my house.
"Wasn't that what-"
"I need to check something out before we go!" - I add. -It will be quick and my house is on the way, much closer than the Palace.
"Do you expect me to come into your house after what happened that day?"
- No! - I agree with her. -But you go!
- I go? -It's tough.
- Yes!
"And how do you intend to do that?"
"I already did, I was just being very polite to you." It was not enough?
- No. And even if he got down on his knees begging me to go, I still wouldn't go!
Okay, I'm done.
- So let's do it like this... - I get in front of her in the blink of an eye, making her startle with my sudden movement. -You're going to get in that fucking car and go with me to my house. There you will sit quietly on the couch until I say it's time to take you to the Palace. If you refuse, I'll get you. If you run away, I will hunt you down. If you provoke me I can even tie you up. Now, if you try anything to hurt me, I'll kill you.
The red in her eyes loses the battle to the one that only reveals itself when she regains her sanity. The green.
"Are we clear now, Mila?"
She nods twice in confirmation.
"I didn't listen!"
- Yes!
It reminds me a lot of girls when they lost control. They were out of their minds and no one was able to recognize them, not even me.
Over the years I did a study with Hector, to understand that imbalance. We split the study between the vampires and my wives, analyzing how they reacted after fully quenching their thirst. It was there that we concluded that the difference was gigantic.
Men after having the full charge, went after more and more being consumed by an endless greed, which often led them to death. The girls, after eating well, did something that I came to consider extremely dangerous. When they had the maximum power in their hands, they didn't go out killing like irresponsible crazy people, they seduced them by making food come to them.
That day, I learned that men are dreamers. They do not analyze the risks as it should be done and also do not enjoy patience when they feel the power they have in their hands. They are in a hurry.
Women, on the other hand, are like the devil. They plan, architect each step, seduce, arrest the victim with a look. The more power they have, the more they know how to spread their poison by attracting those around them. It is then, when you least expect it, that they close their mouths, like a carnivorous plant that the whole time just released its perfume by keeping quiet.
"Ah my friends, if you only knew how dangerous women are..."
"Curl up in the sheet and let's go!"
The difference is, I'm not just any vampire. I hate games and even more those who insist on me. So if Mila decides to play who is the strongest, I will show her who her creator is.
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We reached the basement and walked in silence to the car. I asked Piter to go to the mansion by taxi, but he said he needed to go back to the Palace and organize everything in time. The doctor released Mila at my request, but first I had to convince her to leave some blood samples for him to do other specific tests.
I confess that I still don't know how I'm going to tell about the King.
"Did you change cars?" -she is scared by the Bugatti.
"Shit, I forgot about that curse!"
- No!
"Then what does it mean?" she questioned, still angry at the way I spoke to her.
"Just come in and stop asking questions!" - I said pressing the door button.
- Wow... -he said sitting down.
“Ridiculous! - I groan snuggling.
"Why did you buy it then?" -she insists on asking more questions. -It seems to have cost a fortune...
"Give me your hand!"
She looks at me with an arched eyebrow.
- What?
— The hand, Mila! - I say going to take her arm.
— Oops! - she pulled. -What are you going to do with my hand?
That question is the first one that comes in a different way. It sounds like innuendo and malice at the same time.
"If that's what you're imagining for, you can be sure I wouldn't ask!"
"And how do you know what I'm imagining?"
- I already told you! I quickly grab her hand and slam it down on the dashboard. -You are mine, I know everything!
The engine fires firing another six vehicles underground.
"How lucky..."
- Luck?
"You were just saved by the alarms!" -she said leaving with the car.
"Is it a riddle?" He frowned. -Because I did not understand!
"If the alarm didn't draw the attention of the humans, I would vent all my anger on you!"
She blushes. She blushes like a saint whose intimacy is flooded with desire.
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A few minutes from the mansion, she decides to break the silence that was installed inside the vehicle.
"Are you going to tell me why you put my fingerprint on your car?"
— I don't know yet, stupidity maybe!
She snorts with a smirk.
— I see it in another way... -he said tightening the hospital sheet on his body.
I put my hand in front of the air conditioner and decide to change the temperature. She watches my attitude out of the corner of her eye, saying nothing.
- It's better? - I ask worried.
"Yes..." he murmured, shaking his head. -Thanks!
Turning the last street, sounds and lights draw attention at the end of the road, indicating that it could only come from one place.
- You Must be kidding! - I say, noticing the glow through the windows of my house.
- Wow!
"I'm going to kill Vincent!" - I say looking for a vacancy between twenty, or more cars.
"If you'd told me you were having a party, I wouldn't have questioned when you ordered me to come with you!"
"If I knew about that shit, I wouldn't even have to drink it!" I leave, slamming the car door.
"I had forgotten that I am the 'fourth' woman, not introduced!"
"It isn't and never will be!" - I'm rigid opening the door for her to leave.
"What did you mean by that?"
The Queen gets out of the car and puts her hand on the door I'm holding. Her palm closes tight against the metal as her probing manner hovers over me.
"How long do you intend to keep up this charade, Benjamin?"
"What farce, Mila?" - I stare. -I turned you and that's it!
Vincent leaves through the main door, heading towards us.
- Are you serious? His voice changes to a sad tone.
"Want me to say what?" - I answer. -That I'm going to leave my wives to live a "happily ever after" with you?
"No...no...I would never ask you that!" Her voice falters, all moved. -But I thought I would tell the truth about what I am.
“You're crazy if you think I'd tell girls about you. They would kill you if they knew!
"What about us, Benjamin?"
She has never questioned me like this before. She always asked a lot of questions but didn't take the answers too seriously. It seems that this time everything I'm saying is getting stuck in her heart, like a hot iron branding a poor cattle.
“Understand at once that I'm married and so are you. We fuck, but that's it!
— Mila! He arrived smiling with open arms.
Mila hugs him, her insides completely stirred. She doesn't show a smile, or speak. Her eyes don't stop transmitting her disappointment to me even while Vincent surrounds her with his arms.
It's like hugging a dead person.
- Are you well? -he notices.
"Y-yes..." he lied.
"How did you allow this, Vincent?"
“I'm just the butler, my lord. I can't say no to their wives!
"I'm going to end this little party right now!" - I say with closed fists.
- I would not do that! - she warned. -They are happy and that can be good for you!
“There's a bunch of humans in my house breaking my stuff. How can that be good?
— It's your third wife's birthday, all three of them are drunk and their bellies full. All you have to do is walk in with a smile on your face and Queen Mila's presence will go unnoticed.
"You just go in with her through the back!"
"Are you really going to piss off three vampires who just ate?"
"I know how to handle my wives, Vincent!"
— But this is the perfect opportunity for Mila to approach!
- What?
“Are you crazy? -retruco. -You yourself just said that they are fed. Letting Mila get close is like throwing a mouse into a snake pit.
— Not if you come in with a smile on your face and give Julie the present you bought!
"I didn't buy shit, Vincent!"
- He bought! - he said putting his hands on my back. -Just get it from her room and remember to say you love her so much when you give her the gift!
We walk away while he explains the plan.
— Mila comes with me so I can put something on her and you walk in the front door, not forgetting to look happy!
"What a ridiculous plan!"
"It will work, I promise!"
"What if it doesn't?"
- Yeah... -he thinks.
— If not, the worst that can happen is you and him become food!
Vincent swallows hard, throwing a fearful smile.
"Come on, come on!"
- Wait! -the brake. -And that thing, has it already been resolved?
I hope he understands who I'm talking about.
— I didn't have to go, your nephew called saying he'd take care of everything!
- Right! -I say. -Mila... - I raise my hand to touch her arm, but her body takes two steps back.
Vincent looks at us wondering about the situation and I feel slightly humiliated.
"Go on, you can go..."
My butler takes the Queen's hand, leading her down the back hall. I watch her walk away, thinking about the things she said earlier.
There was something about this woman that didn't let me control my instincts. Whenever my feelings are in danger of being exposed, I end up defending them aggressively, especially when it comes to her presence trying to unravel them. It's not some kind of fear, or care not to be hurt, that's who I am, I always have been and I don't like to lower my walls.
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