Bedding My Vampire Mate

"W-what are you still doing here?" Joanna felt like slapping her mouth on noticing that she was still stuttering.

The man shifted his gaze from the bottle of whiskey to the face of the lady standing in front of me.

"So how was the cat that made you unable to sleep? Did you manage to catch it after chasing it for a whole night?" Mr Anderson asked, his cold stares centred on Joanna's face.

Joanna stared at the man not knowing what to make out of his question.

[Does this mean he thinks I was out there chasing a cat.... but how is that even possible....]

"Why aren't you answering?" He demanded.

When she couldn't come up with a reason her father would ask her such a question Joanna decided to play along.

"The cat was surely a stubborn one," Joanna started. "I spent almost an entire night trying to keep it under control," The way she confidently said those words would make so many people believe it to be true.

"I am exhausted after spending the entire night chasing it about...,"

"How dare you lie to me, Joanna Anderson?" Mr Anderson shouted. His voice vibrated in the vast mansion as he pointed his index finger at the lady standing in front of her.

"What do you mean by I am lying...,"

"I saw him dropping you off so there is no need to go on lying because your lies have been uncovered," He retorted, his deadly glares not moving from her body.

A deadly silence engulfed the room after Mr Anderson's outburst.

"I don't know whatever you have with him and I don't care to know....," Mr Anderson let his words linger. The angry man stretched his hand and picked up the glass of whiskey from the table and brought it close to his lips.

"Starting from today you are not gonna see him again or have anything to do with him. In fact, you will cut off all contact with him...,"

"And why the hell should I do that?" Joanna snapped with her head held high.

"Because you asked me to do it?".

Joanna's words and attitude left Mr Anderson speechless. He turned and looked behind him hoping that there was someone there.

Unfortunately, he didn't see anyone in sight.

"Were you talking to me?" Mr Anderson asked still in disbelief.

"Amos makes me happy so why should I leave him just because you asked me to do that...,"

"How dare you talk to your father in that manner?" Mr Anderson roared. He threw the glass at her but Joanna didn't dodge despite that she could have done that.

Joanna gazed at her stained trouser and slowly diverted her focus to her fuming father's face.

"Apart from the fact that he loves me and makes me happy, I am also in love with him and nothing anyone does or says will make me change my mind about him," Joanna asserted.

The girl who never dared to look him in the eye and talk to him in the past was the same one challenging him while staring into his eyeballs.

Mr Anderson had trouble getting over the shock although he didn't make it obvious.

"You can as well break my legs, hit me or....,"

"You are gonna do as I said and that is final," he said with a tone of finality.

If only he knew that his authoritative tone won't work on Joanna he would have saved himself from the stress of talking.

"All you have ever done was to loan my mother a bit of your sperm, watch me suffer from birth until this moment. Apart from giving a roof over my head, you have never performed the duty of a parent so why on Earth should I abandon my happiness for your sake?"

Joanna let out the words which she dared not say in the past.

Her response stunned Mr Anderson. For a minute he couldn't say anything.

Was this because he knew she was telling the truth or was there another reason he was speechless?

"And what do you know about love huh?" Mr Anderson hissed. He refused to be defeated by her no matter what.

He stood up and strolled towards Joanna.

"He will profess heaven and Earth to you now. He will act as if he can't live without you but he is only gonna trap you with these words. He is gonna end up ruining your life...,"

"In the same manner, you ruin my mother's life right?" Joanna blurted.

Mr Anderson's feet lost strength at the mention of Joanna's mother. He tried to compose himself but unfortunately, he couldn't control his widened eyes.

"In the past, I always thought that you hated me because my mother seduced you and almost ruined your marriage but that changed when I knew the entire truth," Joanna said. She walked two steps away and turned her back on him.

"You are the one who couldn't control yourself and ended up seducing her and getting her pregnant so how did the story get twisted?" Joanna interrogated. She spun and shot him a murderous glare.

"How did my mother become a mistress, a homewrecker and a slut when you were the one at fault from the beginning?" Joanna poured out her heart to him for the first time.

"Why did you treat me as an eyesore, unwanted garbage and a bastard when it was because of your infidelity that I came into existence in the first place...,"

"Shut the hell up," Mr Anderson ordered sternly.

"I want to know why you have detested me so much all these years when I am nothing but a victim of your lust for my mother?" Joanna ignored Mr Anderson's orders and pressed for answers.

Maybe, just maybe she would hate him less if he gave her at least one valid reason why he loathes her.

Just then Mr Anderson's bedroom flew open. The person who came out of the room started making her way to the stairs.

Joanna didn't need to see the person's face to know who the person was.

"Does my stepmother even know the truth that I and my mother were victims? And that you are the one who seduced my....," Mr Anderson appeared in front of her and grabbed her neck.

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A/N:

Hello lovely readers, so first of all I want to apologise for being away for three days without notifying you guys.

It was bad of me to do that so I apologized.

One more thing there is something on my mind and judging from the kind of person your beloved author is, I won't have peace of mind if I don't tell you guys about it.

Like I informed you guys, my birthday was on the 18th of March, and will you believe it if I told you that out of all the amazing readers I have that it was only two readers who wished me on that special day?

I was so goddamn disappointed if you may know.

Let's drop aside the fact that I got no gifts from all of you, but why didn't any of you wish me on that day?

It was my birthday after all and I informed all of you about it beforehand just to prevent this from happening so why...?

I will be a liar if I say I wasn't hurt and heartbroken by your actions. And I am still hurting from this even as I speak.

I really thought you guys would always have my back in everything. I believed in your love for me so much but...