ZAHRA P.O.V.

I was at a ball, it seemed, everybody in gorgeous and elegant dresses.  Mine didn't even compare to theirs.
*zahra's dress*

I loved mine the most because it was me, and one day all I will have is myself. 
"Today is the day, Zahra.  Your destiny awaits."  and something forces my legs to move and walk towards seven thrones.  I do not feel anything but the movement of my legs and that it's time.  We all knew this day would come, but it doesn't seem right.  Something isn't right.  They all are looking at me, their eyes the color of their power/kingdom. 
"Choose now, Zahra," said Ocenne.
I thought for a moment and glance around the room.  The place seems to dimly quiet and eyes are all on me. 
"I-um-m," I stutter, and they all take a step towards me, and I step one back. 
Looking into his eyes, I said, "I choose-" and something was choking me.  I cannot move my body or my eyes.  I feel my feet being lifted off the floor and my throat is closing off.  I hear screaming and yelling coming from below.  I feel it finally claiming me, the-

Then I woke up.

It left me breathless, gasping for the air.  I take a moment and breath to steady myself and it doesn't seem I'm at the place I'm suppose to be.  I glance around and this place seems dark, with red and black walls. 

Then I feel something slip around my waist, and I realize it's Zadimus.  I feel the blush creeping in.  He stirs, "You okay, my love?" I nod.  The blanket is slipped from me.
I hear him mumble to himself and his eyes changing to red.  I look down and I'm in nothing but a nightie that's see through and a thong.
"Zadimus, h-how did I get into this?" I ask quietly.
His eyes remain red, and it seems I am the prey and he's the predator.   I push myself away from him, but, he pulls me back to where I am on the bottom, and he's on top.  I grow red and hot, and something feels wet between my legs.  He can smell my arousal being the vampire he is.   He puts his head between my shoulder and neck and kisses gently, making it worse.  I try pushing away, but he grabs my hands and holds them above my head. 
  He keeps kissing.
"Let's play a game, love."
"What type of g-game?" I ask.
"The first time I hear a little pretty moan out of your mouth, I get to feel you."  He says looking into my eyes. 
"W-what if I win?" I ask.
"Then you're off the hook, darling," he says, "although I think you would enjoy it." He smirks.
I thought about it for a moment,
And I said

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Boy, I love cliff hangers :p part 2 tomorrow.