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Chapter 6 - CHAPTER 6: THE DATE

CHAPTER 6: THE DATE

 By 6pm, I was already dressed in my 

simple yet beautiful white dress. let my silver 

white hair down, didn't put on any makeup 

mainly because, I don't have and I don't even 

know how to apply them. I wore heels.

Looked at myself in the mirror one more time 

before smiling to myself. 

"Pretty."

I muttered silently. 

As I walked out of the Mansion,

Tatiana stopped me. 

"Going somewhere?"

She walks to stand in front of me. 

"Y-Yes. On a date— A friendly date."

She chuckled.

"I get you. I thought you'd need condomssss."

"No…No… it's just a date."

I smiled innocently. 

"You look very beautiful. Love your dress, but 

next time, let me dress you and make you up

 too."

I smiled then frowned. 

"It doesn't look good?"

"I'm not saying that. It's pretty. You're pretty but 

next time I'll dress you more… specially. 

Go rock girl. It's your first date!"

I smiled genuinely.

"Thank you."

She walked past me.

I called Ivanov. 

"Hello… uhm yes. I'm ready."

He answers…

"I'm waiting for you outside the mansion 

already."

I cut the call and headed downstairs. 

He walked towards me. Dressed in a grey 

colored suit. Hair was styled perfectly. His body 

perfectly fit the suit. He drove the latest car 

model. And he was far taller than me. He was 

6ft tall and I was 5'3. 

"You… you look pretty."

"Th-Thank you. You look good too.

 Handsome I mean."

He chuckles softly. 

"Come on, let's go." He gestured.

He placed his hand on my waist, leading me to 

the passenger seat before getting into the 

driver seat. 

"I've got a place picked out for us."

He pressed the button, starting the car.

"T-Thank you."

My hands trembled, feeling shy. 

He reaches out and removes a strand of hair 

from my face, making me blush more. 

"You have such beautiful long… white hair."

I smiled. 

We reached the restaurant and he opened the 

car door for me. 

He placed his hand on my waist and took me to 

the table. 

"The place is beautiful." I spoke innocently. 

"Yeah. It's mine."

"Wow. Cool!"

I sat down on my seat.

He sat down too, placing the orders. 

After a while we started eating.

He speaks up first. 

"So. How does it taste?"

He asked curiously.

I looked up. 

"It's. It's delicious."

I smiled. 

He took my hand in his and continued eating 

his own food.

"Look…"

He broke the silence.

"About your sister… in the hospital, let me 

handle her bills. Okay."

I pulled my hand back slowly.

"I… I understand your care Ivanov but I can 

handle it. I want to make my own money to pay

 for her bills. I don't want to rely on anyone–"

He interrupts softly.

"You're not relying on anyone. I'm offering to 

help Ana…"

He looked at me with pleading eyes. 

"Ivanov. Uhm just give me sometime."

I replied nervously.

He nodded slowly.

"Just tell me… If you need anything… please

 don't hesitate to ask. I'll be ready to help. I'm a

 billionaire and you're my friend in need.

 Okay?"

Back in the mansion. 

Tatiana was speaking to some maids. 

"Did you see Anastasia today?. She looked so 

pretty but I would have loved to pick her outfit 

though." Tatiana spoke softly.

 Lord Aristarkh entered the mansion. 

Coming back from business. 

"Where was Anastasia going?" 

One maid asked, oblivious to Mr Aristarkh

standing at the door. Listening.

"She went out on a date. She said it was with… 

'her friend'."

"Cool! She was so pretty!"

Another maid who saw me muttered quietly.

Aristarkh's face turned red. He approached the 

maids. 

"You. Said. What?!"

The maids trembled. Stepping back slowly. 

"A…A… Anastasia we-went out on a.. a date."

One maid stammered but replied.

He grabs her neck, squeezing tightly before

 pushing her away abruptly. 

He leaves the living room and heads to the 

parking lot.

Tatiana stepped forward, checking the maid's 

neck. 

"Are you okay?... What the hell. He has never 

Acted that way before."

The maid replied and they all looked worried

 and shocked. 

On his way out he scented me. He saw me with 

Ivanov. 

Ivanov reaching out to remove a strand of hair 

from my face and I wearing his jacket from the

 cold. 

He sees red. He gripped the door handle of his

 sports car, breaking it. 

The pain in my nipples increased. 

I quickly returned Ivanov's jacket before turning 

to leave. 

I stumbled into the mansion, not realizing 

Someone was watching me. 

Lord Aristarkh pulled me by my hand, caging 

me between the walls. 

"Ahhh."

I screamed. 

"You!"

He replied angrily, gripping my jaw.

"It.. it hurts. Please make it stop."

"No."

He said abruptly. 

"You're going to feel that pain throughout the

 night."

He released my jaw, turning to leave.

I gripped his arm. My face contorted in pain.

Please. 

He looked at me from his shoulder.

"Follow me. I have some questions."

He pulled my hand back, walking away and

 expecting me to follow.

I followed him to his master bedroom.

Closing the door softly.

He starts removing his watch before 

unbuttoning his suit jacket and his shirt. 

He speaks up. Shirtless now.

"Where did you go?"

"D-Dinner with… with a friend sir."

I stared at his tattoos before bringing my head 

down.

"And whose permission did you take?"

He walked forward. Stranding in front of me 

and trapping me to the wall.

"I…It was my fr.. free day. So I…"

He lifted my face up by my chin. His grip 

surprisingly gentle despite the pain in my 

nipples. 

He pushed me to the wall softly, increasing the 

pain in my nipples.

"Ahhh!"

He smirks.

"Shh. And who is he to you?"

"He…Ahh…He is my childhood friend."

I trembled, my hands folded at my side.

My breathing became heavy. 

His fangs extended.

"You have no right to date anyone or go out 

with anyone. Be it a boy or a girl… Because… 

you're mine."

He was 6'6 in height. 

"I'm… I'm not yours. Ahhhh."

He raised my chin up higher to meet his eyes.

"You're mine and I've marked you in your most 

sensitive part."

"You… you marked me?"

He nodded slowly before letting go of my chin.

"So, you know… about… about my dreams?"

"He nodded, reaching for his drawer and taking

 out of a cigarette pack."

"Why?

I don't know you. We– the sex was… 

was it real?"

He chuckles darkly.

"No. It's just what I put on your head. You're 

fucking innocent."

He lit his cigarette and looked at me over his 

shoulders.

"Do you know why I did that?"

I shake my head.

"From the moment I laid my eyes on you… The 

innocence. Fuck! I knew you were the one and 

I had to ruin that and make you mine."

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