Chapter 161
Kamilla set her hands on her hips and huffed angrily as she looked around. Where on earth had he gone to? Gritting her teeth, she pulled her phone out and dialed.
Viktor’s phone rang and rang with no answer. Kamilla yanked the phone away from her ear, barely stopping herself from yeeting the device across the lawn and into the damn fountain. First time she phones him and he doesn’t even answer!
Oh, it was on! Shoving her phone back into her bag, she began stomping away.
Viktor bit his lip, watching in amusement as Kamilla marched off. She’d have smoke coming out of her ears if she was a cartoon, he thought, ducking out from under the staircase and continuing towards his car. Well, he’d done what he had to-
“Viktor!”
Viktor froze. Tacking his lips into his mouth, he slowly turned around, his face the portrait of guilt. Well, damn.
Kamilla pointed a finger up at him as she marched towards him.
“You!”
Viktor blinked and held a hand to his chest as she reached him. “Excuse me, I am a King. A ‘Good morning‘ isn’t so diff-”
“How could you cancel my college registration?” Kamilla growled, glaring up at him. “Do you know what it took me to decide to not take another gap year? I made a four year plan, this is going to set me back six months!”
Viktor squared his shoulders and looked away. “I did what had to be done.”
Kamilla gasped and then bit her lip hard as she looked away. “You did what had…? Are you kidding me?! I was having the best morning! My muffin tasted good, the weather was perfect and that cute guy greeted me! No bloody wonder!”
Viktor made a face of disgust. “Cute guy? Hah! You mean that haggard looking thug who walked by you?”
Kamilla put her hand on her hip and closed her eyes for a moment as she calmed herself. “Viktor.”
“What?” Lowering his gaze, he swept it over her figure and felt his body temperature rise by ten degrees. Dragging cool air into his lungs, he attempted to restrain himself. “And while you’re yelling at me, what about you?”
“What about me?!”
“Do you always come to school looking like this? Huh?”
“Looking like what?!”
“Looking good enough to eat! That little blonde beggar was grinning at you like a hungry goblin!”
“He wasn’t a beggar! He was a fellow student and he was cute with dimples!”
“Rubbish! You can no longer attend this college, Kamilla. It’s too far from home and I need you close.”
For a moment, Kamilla was thrown off balance, her throat clogging at the sincerity she heard in his voice, underneath the cold, clipped tone of course.
Shaking her head, she came to her senses. “Th–that’s not valid anymore! I’m… not yours anymore. Am 1?”
Viktor’s eyes narrowed so sharply, Kamilla fel zoomed in on.
“Do you dare me,” he murmured darkly, slowly closing the space between them so he could look down at her face. “…right before all the humans here, to show you just how much you are mine?”
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Chapter 161
Kamilla could barely swallow.
“Because,” continued Viktor, his blue eyes darkening with a hunger that stirred her own “I’ve been needing you so badly, Kamilla, that if I klased your lips right now… I wouldn’t be able to stop until we were in my bed.”
Her stomach fluttering with a strange feeling, Kamilla found her gaze lowering to his mouth which hovered over hers, tempting her into a state of utter confusion.
This wasn’t the way this was supposed to go. She was supposed to be yanking his hair out for making her life difficult, not wanting him to kiss her until she forgot her own name!
Dazedly, Kamilla raised her arms, placing her hands against his chest.
Good, part one was done. Now she just had to push him away. Simply stretch her arms straight and push him away! On three. One, two, three!
Kamilla bit her lip at the failed attempt, her hands still gentle on his chest. What the hell was he doing to her?
The heat of his body warmed her hands and the beat of his heart against her fingertips had her splaying her fingers out more, to feel its rhythm.
“Viktor,” she heard herself whisper.
Viktor’s mouth curved, the smile making his face beautiful enough to make a portrait worth millions.
“I’m your Vampire King, Kamilla,” he murmured, wrapping his arms around her until she was pressed against his chest, gazing up at him. “Don’t fight me. You’re supposed to desire and adore me so just allow it.”
Kamilla would have remained entranced had her Graphics Design lecturer not walked by.
“Get a room,” he muttered darkly, his hair haggard and his eyes circled by dark rings.
Viktor raised a sharp glare at the back of the man’s head, but before he could take a step forward, Kamilla firmed her hands on his chest.
“No!“she told him. “That’s my lecturer! I need him alive.”
Viktor tilted his head. “You’re not his student anymore.”
One corner of her top lip tilted up in scorn. “And whose fault it that?!”
Viktor rolled his eyes and jerked his head toward his car. “Get in the car.”
Kamilla slowly crossed her arms. “W–why? I have class in ten… Oh.”
“Exactly,” said Viktor with a nod. “And I’m not leaving you here for that blonde beggar to ogle, so get in the car. I have somewhere to be and you’ve made me late.”
She raised her brows. “Where?”
Viktor smiled. “You’ll see.”
Kamilla’s heart filled with hope. “Is it somewhere really awesome?”
He tilted his head, eyes glinting. “Oh, yes. Far more awesome than you think.”
She couldn’t stop the smile of excitement. “Okay, let’s go.”
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