Page 20 of Bitten By Love

Once inside, I asked him, “Since when you speak French so eloquently?”

“I speak most world languages,” he said.

“Is this another power you gained from being a vampire?” I asked.

“No, I just had a lot of time on my hands.” He grinned.

Yep, the man was perfect. The problem was he also knew it. The cheeky bastard.

Once I took my eyes off the perfect man, I could observe the stunning car we were in. The suede seats provided so much cushion to my back, I felt weirdly pampered it. The front panel reminded me more of a spaceship, while the black color gave its smooth lines an elegant and alluring appearance.

Gabriel ignited the car’s roaring engine, which made me feel at the mercy of the car’s performance and Gabriel’s decisions. The roar resounded across the whole valley, scaring a few birds along the way.

“If you wish a more encompassing view, the car has the Sky View feature,” Gabriel said and pressed a button that opened a panoramic glass roof.

“I never got to ask you, but how rich are you?” I asked, amazed at all the surrounding luxury.

He smiled his signature radiant smile and said, “Enough to last me a lifetime.”

“But you’re immor–” Before I could finish my words, the engine roared once more, and the next thing I knew was my back being glued to the seat. I squealed like a five-year-old, but Gabriel didn’t acknowledge my embarrassing reaction. No. He sped up even faster. If that was even possible. Though it took us several seconds to reach the serpentine roads, I already saw my entire life flash before my eyes. “Maybe we could slow down a bit?” I pleaded.

“I am here to give you the thrill of your life, my love,” Gabriel said, forcing another roar from the engine.

What in the billionaire romance on steroids was this? “I enjoy my life at a comfortable speed. Thank you very much.”

He, of course, didn’t listen. But to my relief, the drive up the mountain was a bit different. Gabriel would slow down at the curvature and then speed up on the straight road. Good thing I didn’t get nauseous easily. Otherwise, Gabriel would need to speed up to the fancy car cleaners. I took a deep breath and let myself enjoy whatever was coming. The rollercoaster ride was decorated with nature’s most stunning features. The waterfall and the yellow, white, and purple flowers were displayed in front of me like a timelapse video. Several times the car veered too close to the edge giving me a mini heart attack. But even with too much uncertainty for my life’s preservation, I still could bask in the picturesque view.

Gabriel looked at me and said, “Do not worry, Milady. If you fall off the edge of the cliff, there is no doubt I will be the one to catch you.”

Though the trip up the mountain should’ve taken maybe twenty minutes, we were there in five. Once there, Gabriel helped my shaky self get out of the death trap.

On top of the mountain, the temperature suddenly dropped, making me tremble. Gabriel took off his jacket and draped it around my shoulders. The smell of frankincense and cedar wood cologne enveloped and transported me back to the olden days.

“You never know when one might need it,” he said.

He knew and didn’t tell me we would be entering a fridge. Going to such extents to show off his perfect husband skills. Well, the joke’s on him. I enjoyed being pampered.

We walked through stalls with trinkets for tourists, but no one was there to sell us any. I approached one of the stalls, where I saw a cute wooden goat in a knitted sweater.

“Take it,” he said.

“But there is no seller to buy it from,” I said.

“Everything is paid for, my love. Come, you must be starving.”

I didn’t have the energy to react to every surprise he sent my way and simply took the cute toy.

“Where is the restaurant?” I asked before I noticed the wooden building in front of us. “This must be it.”

When we entered, there was no one except a server who walked us to the table. We were seated close to the massive windows that displayed a stunning lake encircled by mountain tops.

“What would you like?” he asked.

“How about you?” I asked, forgetting for a moment he wasn’t human anymore.

“I’ll have whatever you’ll have.” He turned toward the view, not even skimming through the menu.

The waiter brought a tiny basket filled with bread and asked, “What would you like to drink?”

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