Chapter 37

Cara's POV

I was getting annoyed, sitting in my room and staring at the elegant celling. I couldn't believe him. When he offered me the job of a personal assistant, I thought it was the perfect opening to get all the information I needed. So far, I've gotten close to nothing because Mr. Vlad left me in the room, and here I was being treated like a princess, locked up in a room. I didn't reject my mate for this.

And then there was a knock on the door. It should be the maids bringing in my food as always, but the man coming in didn't have a tray in his hands; he had red hair with matching red eyes and he was in a suit.

"Vlad request your presence," he said to me, but there was something about the way he called the vampire prince's name that made me know he was no ordinary vampire; he most likely had some kind of ranking here.

"Finally," I said silently to myself, but this red-haired guy was not as flippant as Vlad, and his gaze bore into me, hi