Since I Found You
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“What are you doing there, Altea?” exclaimed Vlad who had stood up half-bending, and resting on both outstretched arms. He smiled calmly, as Altea looked up to him. “Back into!” vlad again still showed calm body language and without letting go of his smile

“I have to go from here, Sir,” reply Altea. The woman had not even changed her clothes.

“Where to go?” ask Vlad again. “You want to go back to that monster?”

“I have to go back to him. If not, then I can put you in danger,” Altea said fretfully.

However, Altea's reply was a small smile from Mykola. Vlad also laughed crisply. The attitude of the two handsome men with different hair colors earlier, had made the young woman become astonished. “What's funny?” altea protests do not like. He felt slighted by the two of them.

“Why should you worry about Mr Vlad Ignashevich, who can obviously take good care of himself?” Mykola raised her eyebrows. “You should think of how to thank the most appropriate, for everything that Mr. Vlad has done.”

Altea was fixated for a moment, with a gaze fixed on Mykola. After that, he turned his attention to Vlad who was still standing in such a position. The handsome blonde-haired man returned with a charming calm smile. Altea doesn't understand.

“Urus him, Mykola!” vlad from above. The man did not wait for an answer from his trusted assistant. Vlad immediately left the window of the room, the place where he was standing earlier.

After Vlad's death, Altea took a few steps forward until the distance became much closer to Mykola. Altea seemed to be about to say something to Vlad's assistant, who stood quietly while putting his right hand into his jeans pocket. “What does your master want?” the woman asked half a whisper. “I mean ... I have to return the favor by how?” Altea raised a pair of eyebrows.

“Mr Vlad is preparing something for you, Miss Miller,” Mykola replied calmly.

“What is it?” asked Altea again with a curious look.

“Sign in and ask yourself,” tell Mykola, accompanied by a signal to get Altea back inside.

Curious, Altea obeyed what Mykola had said. She raised the bottom of her evening gown, then walked quickly into the mansion. The sound of his shoe rights also collided with the marble floor of the room.

Inside there, Vlad was standing on the steps of the three steps with a luxurious design. The man's gaze straightened towards the direction where Altea appeared. The blue-eyed handsome man returned with a charming smile, then walked down. Vlad strode boldly before Altea who was still standing. “Are you looking for something?” tanyanya kalem's.

“You,” reply Altea. “I'm looking for you, Mr.”

“For what?” vlad asked, as if to play around with the young lady before him.

“I .. I don't know. I don't know for what,” replied Altea doubtfully. He lowered his face, hiding from the sweeping gaze that Vlad had placed on him. Not knowing why Altea felt so embarrassed and powerless, when she had to fight the seduction eyes of the handsome man with the pair of blue irises.

Vlad mumbled softly. He then smiled wryly. The handsome man who owned the luxurious mansion took out something from his pants pocket. “Maybe you are looking for this,” Vlad said as he thrust a small box of velvet-lined material into the face of Altea.

Instantly, Altea raised her face. He stared at the velvet box earlier, then turned to Vlad's radiant-looking face. “What is this?” his tanyanya was accompanied by a spotlight full of doubt.

Vlad smiled again. He opened the small box. Made Altea growl in disbelief. The brown-eyed young lady clenched her hands, as a subtle sign of rejection. He even hid his left hand to the back of the body.

“I provided this ring for you. I hope you're willing to accept it,” Vlad said. The man's expression was not too exaggerated.

Altea shook her head slowly. "Sorry, Sir. I can't accept it" said the brunette young lady, looking down deeply.

"It's okay. I'm not forcing you to accept it now. However, you must be willing to keep this ring, until you feel completely ready," Vlad replied gently as he stroked Altea's cheek. "Your face looks more and more beautiful and radiant" he whispered warmly in Altea's ears.

"Mrs Delma is in charge of providing the best care for me. He said that the beauty of my body is an asset. This is the life of a comforting woman, sir," Altea said, smiling bitterly.

"Please. Keep this well "Vlad handed the ring box to Altea. He placed it on Altea's palm and moved the woman's fingers to hold the object tightly.

"Now, let's rest" Vlad took a hand around Altea's waist, then led her back into the room

Arriving in the room, Altea saw a pile of clothes on a special table, located near the walk in closet.

"Look, they brought you a change of clothes" pointed Vlad. "Band. I'll put those clothes inside."

Vlad didn't wait until Altea answered 'yes'. He immediately arranged a pile of different types of clothes into a walk in closet. Meanwhile, Altea only noticed the handsome man's attitude from where he stood. He decided to go to the bathroom to clean himself up.

All the toiletries are available there. Altea just needed to take off her fancy party dress and rub her whole body under the shower.

Not long after, Altea came out of there with a body wrapped in a white towel. However, his steps had to be stopped when Vlad was already standing gallantly in the bathroom doorway. The man's right hand held a change of clothes for Altea.

"This. Wear it." Vlad thrust a long canal shirt at Altea. The young woman accepted it. "Never think of running away from me." Vlad advanced, until the distance of the bodies of the two got closer, to the point that the tip of their noses almost touched. "Whenever you run, I'll always catch you" he said.

"You don't know what I look like when I'm in love. I will not let go easily, the woman who stole my heart" Vlad said half-whispered. He took off Altea's hair, fell down. The beautiful brown crown was scattered over the back, although it looked disheveled.

Vlad grabbed it and grabbed a small part of Altea's long hair. He inhaled with in a strengthening fragrance from there. "I've always loved brown hair" he said slowly, letting go of his grasp.

"I'll change my clothes." Altea snatched the clothes from Vlad's hand, without caring what the man said. He went into the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Vlad waited until Altea had put on her preferred nightgown out of the bathroom. "Good," said Vlad, clapping his hands.

"Now we sleep." Vlad led Altea's hand near the large bed.

"You slept here?" altea asked, as Vlad took off his shoes and prosthetic feet, then lay quietly beside Altea.

"Why? Is there a ban for me?" Vlad looked over for a moment.

"Then I'll sleep on the couch." Altea got out of bed. However, Vlad first blocked the woman's hand.

"There is a big and soft bed, why should you choose to sleep on the sofa?" prevent Vlad.

"You must have known my reason" Altea said slowly.

"I don't accept any excuses. You and me, we're gonna sleep in the same place tonight" he said. The gesture from the man was an order for Altea.

Forced, Altea lay back down. It was, waiting until Vlad fell asleep. However, it turns out that he even fell asleep.

Moments later, Altea woke up from her sleep. He glanced at Vlad who was already in dreamland. Altea intended to pull up the blanket. However, he was stunned as he knitted his brows, finding his right handcuffed with Vlad's left hand.