Kidnapped by a Vampire - 1. Chapter 1

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"What the hell?" Sam mumbled while rubbing his sore neck and looking around the luxurious, windowless bedroom he had woken up in. He had no recollection of how he had gotten there or why the hell he was naked. What did that bitch do to me? He wondered while remembering the pretty blond girl he had attempted to mug in a dark alley. It had been the first time he had tried to do something like that so he had been incredibly nervous, but he had still tried to be as intimidating as possible in the hope that she would just hand over her money without any struggle. But, to his dismay, she had just laughed in his face when he had held his switchblade to her throat, and then nothing. No matter how hard he pondered he just couldn't remember what happened.

Strange, this definitely doesn't look like a jail cell. Sam thought, as he slowly got off the large king-sized bed and grabbed one of the silk blankets to wrap it around his body.

"Oh don't be shy, I like what I see." A sing-song voice suddenly said, drawing Sam's attention towards the door to his left. His jaw dropped when he saw the beautiful, blond girl from the alleyway standing there, her arms crossed over her flat chest and a playful, seductive smile on her lips.

"Listen girl, I didn't… I was just desperate and… I'm really sorry if I scared you." Sam stumbled, feeling suddenly very remorseful for his stupid action. He was just about to explain himself when she spoke up. "You didn't scare me. Also, I'm not a goddamn girl! I'm a man!" The blond hissed, his playful smile suddenly replaced with an angry frown.

"Oh, sorry dude, it's just you are so small and your voice is kinda high pitched so I thought… well guess you haven't hit puberty yet, huh?" Sam awkwardly laughed and tried to appease the blue-eyed boy, who probably was just five or six years younger than himself, but it completely backfired. Before the young man even could comprehend what was going on he suddenly found himself held up against the metal wall, his feet dangling in the air and the hands of the boy tightly wrapped around his throat.

"My name is Julius and I'm an over two-thousand year old vampire. Thus, I will not be disrespected by the likes of you. If you ever insult me like this again I will rip off your limbs piece by piece until you beg me to end you!" The blond growled, showing off his long fangs and tightening his grip on the poor human's throat.

"I can't… please… stop!" The human pleaded, his face slowly turning a bluish shade.

Even though the vampire was furious at the behavior of his new pet and wasn't above just killing him, he still let him go. Maybe it was simply just pity for the homeless young man who didn’t seem to be the brightest, or maybe it was the fact that he was making the same terrified expression as his dear Ludwig had when he had killed him. But, either way, something about the gray eyed man managed to tug at his undead heartstrings.

"Listen here, human, you are my pet now. So, I will take care of you and make sure your desires are fulfilled. But, in return, I expect obedience and respect from you. If you don't behave, I will kill you, do you understand?" He explained to the defenseless human, who was sitting on the floor, rubbing his throat as he gasped for air and winced in pain with every breath.

With eyes filled with hatred, Sam looked up into those cold blue orbs of the vampire and basically spat out the words that were on his mind. "You are a monster!"