Chapter 5 Wedding Night

Vincent wanted to give Diana a mark, but Diana was giving me the death glare. She could no longer hold herself back. She shoved Vincent aside and ran over to me. My father and stepmother wanted to stop her, but Diana's eyes were red. I could sense that Diana's scent was slowly fading away. As the guests looked at Diana going berserk, my father knew that he could no longer let Diana stay there. My stepmother dragged Diana to the dressing room. My father apologized to Vincent, "I'm really sorry, King Vincent. Diana's really mad at Jasmine for disrupting the wedding. Please don't blame her!" Vincent's look turned from disbelief to one of gentle concern. "It's fine. If Diana isn't feeling well, let her rest." My father smiled at Vincent. "Thank you for understanding!" Then, he turned to face the guests. "Everyone, I'm sorry but the wedding ends here today. Please forgive us for the unexpected interruption!" I stood there, not knowing what I should do. My father gave me a look and I knew I should give Diana my blood. I walked over to Diana's dressing room. I had just placed my hand on the doorknob when I heard the voices coming from inside. "Mother, where is Jasmine? I want blood! I want her blood!" My stepmother consoled Diana. "She's almost here. Please hold on for a little longer!" I was quite afraid. I have never seen Diana like this before. I guessed she must be addicted to my blood. I braced myself and entered the room. My stepmother looked at me like her savior had arrived. "Jasmine, come over quickly!" I timidly walked over to Diana. She looked extremely pale. The moment she saw me, she headed straight for my neck. I felt a sudden pang of pain in my neck, feeling the sharp teeth piercing through my skin. It hurt. I had to bite my lip hard to stop myself from whimpering. That was the first time Diana bit me directly. I could not see the expression on her face, but I could sense her tongue on my skin. After a long while, when my lips started to turn pale, Diana finally let me go. Her complexion was once again rosy and glowing. Gone was her paleness, and her scent was much stronger too! Diana was using my blood more and more often. I clutched my neck, trying not to let the pain get to me. My stepmother looked at Diana worriedly. "Diana, how are you feeling?" Diana wiped the blood away from the corner of her mouth. "I'm fine, Mother!" Then, she walked over to me and slapped me. I was shocked. "Why?" Diana crossed her arms. "Why, you asked? You ruined my wedding! Why did you cut your hand? If it weren't for you, the wedding would have gone smoothly! I stuttered. "I-I didn't mean to do it. I'm sorry!" I know that resisting at this moment was useless. I should just give in. At least, I would not have to suffer that much. Diana and my stepmother left the dressing room without saying much. Right before Diana left, she said, "Come to my room!" I was a little confused, but I still went to her room. A white sleeping gown was hanging in a room. It was beautiful. Diana sat on the couch in her room, drinking coffee. She walked over to me with the coffee in her hand. I swallowed my saliva when I smelled the coffee. Diana looked at me in my dirty servant clothes in disgust. "Take them off!" I was somewhat baffled, so I didn't move. Diana said once more, "Didn't you hear me? I said, take them off!" Without missing a beat, I took off my clothes, leaving only my underwear. Diana looked at me and nodded. She pointed at the bathroom. "Go and clean up!" I headed to her bathroom without any hesitation. I have never seen her bathroom before. It was beautiful. She stood by the door. "You have ten minutes. Come out wearing nothing!" "Okay!" I washed myself as quickly as possible and came out of the bathroom naked. Diana nodded in satisfaction. She threw the hanging sleeping gown at me. "Put this on!" I touched the sleeping gown. I have never felt such a texture before in my life. I put it on, feeling quite happy, but I knew that Diana would not treat me so nicely out of the blue. Diana passed me a small box. Inside was a fake eyeball. "Put this on!" I did not dare to accept it. "Princess, I don't understand." Diana stuffed the box in my hand and said, "Tonight's my wedding night with Vincent. I hope you don't cause me any trouble." I said determinedly, "I promise that I'll stay as far away as possible." Diana chuckled and said, "What I meant was that you are to take my place to sleep with Vincent!" My eyes widened. The box in my hand fell to the ground. "No, Princess!" Thinking about how Vincent slaughtered that man that day, I shuddered. Diana's expression instantly darkened. "I am ordering you. This is not up for discussion. Pick the box up!" I picked the box up. Diana touched my face. "Do you want what happened to me today to happen again? We have the same scent! As long as you are good, I promise I will treat you nicely in the future." I knew this was a warning, so I nodded. I still did not understand why she would give her husband to me. Diana added. "Remember, the sheets must be red!" That night, I put on the fake eye and some makeup to make myself look like Diana. I lay in bed. Diana switched off the light and said, "Don't let me down, Jasmine. Once the bell rings, come out. I'll be waiting for you." After a while, the door opened once more. It was Vincent. He hugged me from behind. He had a nice scent, but I was still shivering. In the darkness, I could feel his fingers on my skin. He took off his clothes. He caressed behind my ears, trailing down to my chin, and turned my face over. At that moment, I truly thought that Vincent was my husband. He kissed me on the lips for a long time before letting me go. I looked at him quietly. Luckily, the room was dark, so he could not see that I was not Diana. The moment he embraced me in his arms, my breathing turned heavier. I lowered my head shyly. Although I could mimic Diana's voice, I said nothing to not expose myself.