TWO

Adam

The mellow music was what greeted me as soon as I entered the pub. Someone was singing on the stage and the people are listening intently to her. I couldn't blame them. The woman singing on the stage is Fiona Beth, some singer in the city who somehow winded up here in this small town. As I sat on the stool and got my drinks, I decided to listen to the woman sing. I have to at least pretend I am listening.

A few minutes later, I could see her looking in my direction and I knew I would finish my job early tonight. I gave her a small smile before I put my drink down to give her a round of applause. I turned away and faced the bartender as I already know what was coming next. A few minutes later after the song finished, I felt her presence beside me. Fiona Beth tossed her hair back, revealing her slender neck.

"Saw you smiling at me, earlier," she said. I could hear the rapid beating of her heart and the pulse on her neck.

"Everyone was smiling at you as you sang prettily on that stage. I was just like the others," I said and sipped on my drink. She smiled at me. That kind of smile that says she knows something but decides to play along anyway.

I felt her slender fingers on my neck grazing lightly as she tried to fix the collar of my shirt. I didn't need to ask to know what she wants. Her finger lingered a little longer on my skin and I looked at her. Her eyes were heavy as she stared at my lips and then back at my eyes.

"Why are you here?" I asked. It was a subtle question to get what I want to know but of course, she wouldn't state her purpose right away. I need to play this well.

She pouted. "I was expecting you'd be groveling with happiness when you see me."

I snorted and took a sip from my drink. "Sorry to disappoint."

She leaned close enough that I could feel the warmth of her breath on my skin. She smelled of cigarettes and expensive perfume. I didn't move when I felt her lips touch my neck. I felt her tongue tracing my neckline. When she realized I wasn't protesting, she got bolder and placed her hand on my shoulder. Her tongue licked my earlobe and nipped it afterward.

"Meet me on the second floor. Third room to the right," she whispered and planted a kiss on my jaw before leaning back. She took my glass and drank all of its contents before she winked at me.

"See you later, Adam," she said and swayed her hips towards the set of stairs behind the stage. I remained seated on my chair.

My father had been paranoid lately. There had been rumors--meaningless words but somehow have placed him on edge. Ever since then, he had become so uptight and has always sent me on the lookout. Being the next family head, keeping the vampires in this city safe is my job. But sometimes, it gets tiring. Rumors are rumors. There is no point in being scared of a vampire who had disappeared centuries ago.

He's back and you know what he is capable of. My father's voice echoed inside my head.

I downed another glass before I looked at the clock on the wall. It's almost eleven. I stood and made my way to the stairs. I need to finish this quickly. Right now, someone is waiting for me in one of the rooms on the second floor. Someone who would give me what I need to know.

The second floor was quieter than where I came from.

When I found the room she was talking about, I immediately walked toward it. I didn't knock. I knew she didn't lock the door. When I entered the room, I was greeted by the sweet smell of the perfume I smelled earlier. Before I could even roam my eyes around the room, someone pushed me to the wall.

"Took you several minutes to decide," she rasped and started unbuttoning my shirt. "It hurts my pride that you're hesitating."

She got frustrated with the buttons of my shirt and just yanked it open. "I will pay for it," she said and before she could even kiss me, I pushed her to the opposite wall. She groaned in pain and I saw the impact caused a dent in the wall. She saw it too and muttered a curse at the damage.

"Now we're even," I said and ripped her clothes in a single movement. She moaned in delight and giggled as I buried my head in her neck. I licked the base of her neck and I felt her shiver.

"You've always liked it when I do it like that," I mumbled and she moaned in approval. I continued to lick her neck as her hands fumbled on my belt. She lifted her chin to give me better access.

"Ever so naughty, Fiona Beth," I said and gently bit the base of her neck. She moaned and grabbed my member into her palms.

"And look who's hard as granite here," she said and giggled once again. I closed my eyes and grabbed her hands before I pinned them on top of her head. The impact once again caused a crack in the wall.

"Adam!" she protested but I don't care. With my free hand, I yanked her skirt down together with her panties and she let out a gasp as I cupped the center of her thighs. I grinned as I discovered the wetness. She closed her eyes and tipped her head back as I slowly entered a finger inside her.

I trusted my fingers in and out and I could see she was already breathing hard against the wall. When I felt she was close to having her release, I removed my hand which earned me a frustrated groan.

"I am going to kill you," she hissed but I tightened my hold against her arms before I leaned closer.

"You can't," I whispered back and flipped her so her back was facing me. My hand went to slap her bottom and she arched her back at the sensation.

She tried to face me but I was a lot stronger and I was here not for the pleasure but for the information she knows.

I pressed her against the wall and she grinned at me.

"Put it in," she said, almost pleading, and continued to grind. But I pressed her harder and she groaned again in frustration.

"Is it true?" I asked.

She did not respond and continued to grind at my hardness. I didn't come here to play. I took out a dagger from my pocket and pointed it behind her, straight to her heart. She stopped moving as she realized what I was doing.

She's smart enough to know danger when it comes. And I knew she already realized I didn’t come here for pleasure.