The midnight sky was fading, welcoming the dawn and sooner, the morning daylight. Most people were at the peak of their dreams at this time of the hour, except those who belonged to the vampire tribe. While several vampires went hunting, careful of their actions, so they won’t be found out, the elders in the Duke’s mansion were having their predicament.
“Ah!” Landro screeched in pain when Sebastian snapped his left arm without moving an inch from his seat.
“My lord! Please consider it!” Landro continued to petition for his wish.
“Nonsense.” Sebastian shook his head in disagreement and did the same trick with Landro’s right arm. “Speak once more and your head will be next,” he warned.
The elder zipped his mouth. He might be a few hundred older, but the lord was tenfold stronger than him.
“This is expected,” Cisto, the other elder and the head of the Lohbrev, said. “If you’re against his idea,” he gawked at the poor elder with twisted arms, “You’d better focus on how to make Lavinia pregnant.”
Sebastian stared at the elder. For him, Lohbrev was the only one who made use of his brain. “It’s easy to impregnate her, but she won’t drink human blood.”
Cisto shook his head, “It’s not that simple. She grew up caged in the dark. When the de Llava siblings fell for each other, Lavinia was born. The other true-blood clans found it disgraceful, forcing the siblings to leave. To protect the seed of their love, they headed to the sacred cave, and together, they died, leaving the poor little girl by herself,” he explained, looking straight into Sebastian's eyes.
Sebastian remained quiet. He wanted the elder to continue the tale that only a few, within their race, know of. It had been three months since he met Lavinia, but he never heard of her back story as to why she refused to drink mortal blood.
“Now that she got out of the dark, Sebastian, that was when you broke the seal on that sacred cave where she stayed since she was born. If she were born a human, no, even if she were a pure-blood vampire, she wouldn't be able to survive alone in that cave. But she did, she’s a true-blood vampire, after all, the strongest among the vampire race. Imagine how hopeless she could be. Until you came to save her. But what have you done? You forced her to drink human blood, without understanding why she had to. It was all strange for her,” Cisto paused, observing how the young lord would take his advice.
Lorenzo and Landro were startled, they never learned of the actual reason Lavinia was concealed. It was a tightly sealed secret that only the true-blood clan should know, the pure-blood clans were only informed later that the de Llava siblings killed themselves as they were tired of being immortal, they knew this incident as the great de Llava tragedy. No one could explain how they perished. But right now, Cisto talked about it like he witnessed how events took place.
“Let her go,” Cisto continued. “If you cherish her, let her leave. If you’re worried, then live by her side but don’t lock her up. The more you alter her memories, the further complicated situations will be. You won’t be able to deal with it. If you love her, be ready to face her wrath once she regains her memories by herself. Remember, among the true-blood clan, de Llava has been the most powerful, even your clan can't hold against one of them. That young lady is the only de Llava left in this world.”
“My lord,” Lorenzo stood from his chair when Sebastian went outside his mansion right after Cisto finished talking.
“You should arrange a carriage. The Lord has something to take care of,” Cisto mumbled.
Fortunately, a carriage provided by Claudia was then waiting outside when Sebastian stepped out the exit, so he didn't make a fuss.
“To my mansion,” he ordered.
The sound of the carriage wheels combined with the bird’s humming filled the air while the dawn was about to end.
Lavinia opened her eyes when she felt the bed move. She blinked several times, and couldn't believe to see such a handsome man first thing in the morning.
“Good morning,” she greeted and gave him a peck.
The man wanted to return the smile but couldn’t. After learning about Lavinia’s past, Sebastian could only feel remorseful about the things he had done. Cisto was right, he should have not locked her up inside his home. He should show her the world and make her happy to make up for the time she spent in the dark. Sebastian's thoughts were interrupted when Lavinia’s stomach growled.
“Um, I missed dinner last night,” Lavinia said in embarrassment.
A vampire doesn’t necessarily need to eat human food as long as they consume blood. This made the man wonder, what did Lavinia eat inside the cave to survive?
Since Lavinia arrived at his manor, he had to ensure that they had lots of food supplies in the kitchen. He also had to order the servants who came thrice in a week to check the food stock now and then. If he remembered it correctly, the servants often had to go to the market and go back with loads of ingredients.
‘She forgot about the ‘meal’ we had last night,’ Sebastian thought to himself. Manipulating her memories wasn’t always a bad thing, but he needed to consider what Cisto told him, or he’ll only get more irritated by the elders if they start to convince him about sleeping with someone else again.
“All right, how about ham and bread?” Sebastian asked and pulled the lady up.
“Oh! I haven’t dressed yet,” Lavinia protested, making the man chuckle. “I want milk, don’t forget that,” she added while looking for her clothes.
“It’s fine sweetie, I’ve seen you naked many times,” Sebastian teased. “Let me watch you bare for a while to boost my mood, hmm?”
“You just mentioned that you’ve looked at me exposed many times, when will you get enough of it?” Lavinia tiptoed and kissed him. “Now, can you let me wear something first?” Lavinia picked up her clothes scattered on the floor. She moaned when Sebastian pinched her ass, teasing her more.
“Oh, gosh!”
“Haha, I’ll prepare breakfast. Be quick,” Sebastian said before turning his back.
“Don’t forget the cheese and eggs,” Lavinia shouted when the man left the room.
“What a wonderful sky trip, if he'll wake me up like that every morning, my day will blossom more colors,” Lavinia muttered while tying her hair up.
Lavinia fixed the bed, opened the window to let the sunshine in, and inhaled the fresh air. The aromatic scent of the green leaves and wildflowers mixed in the open was pleasant, giving the lady more energy to start her day. Wearing a bright smile, she left the room to follow her lover. The smell of melting butter on baked bread pervaded the entire kitchen. Lavinia licked the side of her brims. The thought of having a savory breakfast after a delightful morning encounter with Sebastian made her hungry. “We ran out of cheese. No eggs left,” Sebastian said, wiping butter on Lavinia’s face, grinning, as he leaned down and rubbed it. “You’re mistaken, wipe it on bread.” Lavinia made a face, “Do I look like one?” Sebastian smirked, he held Lavinia’s waist and he made her sit at the table. “You look fresher than baked bread, I figured out the butter would dissolve faster on your face,” he leaned in and whispered in her ears, “It melted faster with my tongue though.” Lavinia blushed, her
Lavinia became teary. But she doesn’t want to back out yet. She hadn’t tried it before. Her curiosity got the best of her. Putting the thing inside her mouth should be the same as when Sebastian put it inside her, down there. As the ritual went on, Lavinia pushed his length deeper into her throat and pulled it out at a fast pace. It wouldn’t fit so it took her some time to get used to the feeling, trying all she could to make the man emit lewd sounds. Sebastian always gave her the best things she could ever wish for, first the colors, and then she could listen to his divine voice, moaning in satisfaction. “Hah! You like that?” Lavinia asked, pausing for a while. She was doing it for a few minutes but the thing got bigger whenever she was done adjusting its size, giving her a hard time breathing. Sebastian turned his gaze away, “You’re doing fine,” he replied, embarrassed at the fact that Lavinia was giving him a blow job. “Hmm… let’s stop right here,” Lavinia said and got on her fe
“What do you think?” Lavinia asked, spinning around to show Sebastian’s clothes that she was wearing. ‘Sexy,’ Sebastian thought. He gasped and extended his hand. “People need not see you in a beautiful dress, so they could swoon over you. Let’s go,” he said. Lavinia shrugged and grabbed Sebastian’s arm. “It’s more convenient to wear this than the dresses though,” she stated, linking their arms together. “Why don’t you buy more of this for me?” “Can’t. You’re a lady and still have to wear pretty dresses when you’re with me.” Sebastian helped her get on the carriage. He made sure that she was comfortable in her seat before sitting next to her. “Buscia city,” Sebastian told the chauffeur. “Yes, my lord.” The old man pulled the reins, and the carriage moved, thanks to the horses dragging it. “Buscia city? Is it far?” Lavinia asked. “No, it is a few miles away. They have better goods than in the local market,” Sebastian explained. “You’ll see many fine things you might like over t
In the eastern part of the city, there’s a small hospital established and managed by Sebastian’s friend. It was built with red bricks and stone but cozy inside. People often went to visit for check-ups, noble or not, it welcomes all. “Ah!” Macro cried in pain when Sebastian poked his wounds. They went to the clinic right after they left the store. “Not bad,” Sebastian said while nodding his head. “It will be better if it bleeds,” he added and squeezed the wounds harder. “AH! Mi-milady, h-help!” Lavinia glared at the man who seemed to enjoy abusing the lad. She couldn’t do much to help the boy dress his wounds, or she’d get out of control and do something despicable. Something that always occurred whenever she encountered blood. Lavinia wouldn’t deny the fact that she hurt people before but when she checked the place where she hid the body, no one was there. Causing her to think that it was just a dream that kept on haunting her. She couldn’t bring herself to ask Sebastian. If ther
“Pft!” Lavinia covered her mouth when she heard what the boy asked. She was sure that Sebastian wouldn’t be happy once he learned about it. “Does Sebastian look funny? You're trying not to laugh when I mentioned his name,” the lad said, painting his face with curiosity. “Wahahahaha!” Lavinia burst into laughter. “H-he's not, it's just... hahaha, he's not my father.” The young fellow nodded his head. "He's your lover then?" he asked, looking up to meet Lavinia's brown eyes. Lavinia, fascinated at the young boy's eye glow, wasn't able to utter a word for a sec as a response. "I could see the clear sky in your peeper," she whispered. "It’s deep-ocean blue," the young boy corrected, flaunting his beautiful aqua eyes. "It's rare for our kind to have this eye color, don't you think they're lovely?" "They're wonderful," Lavinia complimented, referring to the boy's eye color, not his exact eyes. "Coming from you who have a pair of brown eyes, I don't feel honored. But you have a unique
Rupert pulled a face when Sebastian came back later than he expected. The lovers were affectionate, walking in, side by side. “I’m a doctor, why do I have to keep an eye on this boy for the whole two hours?” Rupert crossed his legs, raising a brow in front of his best buddy, neglecting the fact that his best friend was no other than the vampire lord. “Who told you to watch the boy sleep? You could have just left him in the room and done something productive,” Sebastian said, frowning. “Thank you for taking care of Marco, Sir,” Lavinia said. She turned to see the sleeping boy, smiling, as she sat on the chair next to the bed. Rupert scratched his nape, “There’s no need to thank me, my lady.” He tried not to sound too sweet or else Sebastian would be jealous again. “How’s the boy?” Sebastian asked, gesturing to Rupert to come closer. “Is he healthy?” Rupert tilted his head to the side and walked out of the room, Sebastian followed. “You’re not planning to feed this boy’s blood to
Rupert’s eyes widened when Latina glared at him. He knew that the lady was strong and yet; he didn’t prepare for his doom. His body trembled in fear. The devil snow dissipated, but he could still feel icy. A tear fell from his eye when he realized something. He was scared, so scared. “Sebastian, she will kill me…” Rupert shuddered as he looked at his friend’s eyes, begging for help. “S-save me.” Latina got off the bed. She ambled towards Rupert and stared at him. “Was it you?” she turned her gaze to Sebastian, “Or was it you?” Sebastian attempted to speak, but he was too late, Latina had already knitted his mouth with invisible life thread, a string that was said to be made of an immortal life force, the secret behind the unmoving attack of high-level vampires. It was stronger than iron and could resist fire, in fact, the more the person who was tied with the fiber moved, the more their energy weakened. &nb
Latina groaned, there was a heavy object pinning her down. Unable to move, she opened her eyes. “Sebastian?” she called when she recognized the man relaxing on top of her. “Ah!” she yelled when she felt a hand groping her breast. “Stupid Sebastian,” Latina murmured. “Hmm, you’re awake.” Sebastian gave her a sweet peck. “You’ve been sleeping since we left the city,” the man informed. Latina made a face, “Why didn’t you wake me up? Ah, I don’t remember what happened.” “It doesn’t matter, we’re finally home,” Sebastian pressed his lips on hers. “Say, do you mind if we make love tonight?” The lady’s cheeks turned bright red, “W-why are you even asking? D-don’t you f-find it awkward?” Sebastian smirked, “I know right. But isn’t it nice being asked for once? I don’t want to force you this time.” “No! I
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