Luxiana was in the kitchens with a feeling of nervousness inside her. She had left Vladimir's room earlier with the idea of making him something delicious. But the moment she had set foot in the kitchen, the ruckus that existed before she entered had stopped everyone from falling silent before giving her looks full of disdain and revulsion. She is already used to it by dint of receiving them but usually, she arrives in the kitchen and finds the chef. With him around, she doesn't often feel this animosity because the man shows her a lot of courtesy. There are three people in this mansion besides Vladimir who treat her like a normal person, the head maid, the butler, and the chef. The other servants, regardless of the job to which they are assigned, have a certain animosity for her, which they hide, however, because of the gaze of the three elders, but above all, the terror that their Lord inspires in them. Luxiana swallows in front of their looks, she will not dare to speak to
Nina was flushed with anger. How on this earth, in this mansion, on the territory of the vampires, a human dares to answer and challenge her? It was inadmissible and she had to teach this thing a lesson otherwise, she will not be able to get rid of this humiliation. She looked around, seeing everyone watching her with interest. She could know what was on everyone's mind. "Is she going to let this vulgar human defy her and get away with it with impunity"? No, if she did that, she would lose face. She is not as important in this house as the head maids, but she is above all those present in this kitchen. So letting this trample on her honor would be like opening the door to the disdain of others. This bitch, she didn't appreciate her from the moment she saw her, she knew it, with her distressed princess look, she managed to fool their Lord and the three elders of this house with this false fragility. And now she's showing her true colors. How dare she look up in her presence?
Vladimir was lost. But not only that, there was deep inside him a feeling of anguish that he could not explain. Luxiana had run away in tears and he could imagine who was responsible for this situation. Since she has been in this mansion, he has done everything to avoid this kind of situation, especially with the belligerent nature of his servants. But this time he was careless. Usually, he makes sure that she is with one of the people who show her some respect in this mansion, despite his orders, the other servants are not ready to lie down in front of a human. He has understood this since time, which is why he did not point it out to them. But from there to hurting her in this way, he will not spare this woman. He looked at Nina, who had lowered her face trembling like a leaf. "When I come back, you'd better leave the mansion without it, I don't give much of your life" He passed in front of Nina without adding anything more while behind, Flavian looked amused. He looked a
Luxiana tried to push Flavian's embrace away as much as she could, but Flavian didn't seem to want to give in. This situation automatically sent a sense of dread through her as she wondered what this man was playing at. He still had that mean smile on his lips when the time was not right. Vladimir looked angry, his expression clearly said he wanted to kill someone. She didn't know why but she didn't want it to continue. She pushed Flavian away as hard as she could, hearing him snicker as she scowled. What was the problem with this twisted man? “Please send me down, Sir Flavian. I am fine now " The man looked at her amused as she could read an insane glint deep in his eyes. What was he playing? He was up to something and she was sure it would embarrass her. “Do you want me to let you go after I saved your life? » She looked at the man and looked at the other angry man. She didn't want Vladimir to know that she wanted to end her life out of love and desperation for him. I
Vladimir saw red wanting to rip Flavian's head off. If it wasn't for his aunt, he would've killed that guy when they were kids. He always had this inclination to want to put shit everywhere he found the opportunity. It looked like a joke to him. To see people suffering and lamenting was like a sweetness to his heart and it disgusted him to the highest degree. This is why, despite being cousins and Flavian's mother being so dear to Vladimir's father, he was never close to Flavian. He would much rather have him away from him. “Flavian, I ask to measure your words” "But Vlad…why are you making such a face? Did I say something wrong? I can often be unmindful, sorry but you know…despite my playfulness, everything I say has always been the truth." Flavian smiled happily at his shenanigans. Vladimir for his part wondered why he had to keep the promise his father made to his late sister. He had promised her to always watch over Flavian and not take his jokes into account. "Don'
Vladimir sighed with satisfaction having heard what he wanted. He does not know where this possessiveness towards Luxiana comes from but he knows one thing, there is no way that she looks at another man than him. Whether she yearns for or has to have any relationship with him. He thinks he would go crazy, having to lose something that belongs to him. He has already paid the price, there is no longer any way that he will relive that. Once was too much. He put his nose on Luxiana's jugular and started to rub her butt. He could feel the pulsing of Luxiana's blood in her veins and the thirst he had managed to control all along awoke. Swallowing with envy, his heart began to race, every cell in his body aching to sink his fangs into that tender, alluring flesh. He was dying for it, it was so tempting. He opened his mouth, his fangs elongating as they brushed against Luxiana's skin. He felt the latter jump before tensing, she seemed both scared but also impatient. Sighing in aban
Luxiana was aberrated, could this man have followed them into Vladimir's chambers and observed all their interactions? No, he wouldn't be so sinful, would he? She looked up at the man again and falling on his eccentric smile, she thought to herself, he sure is as perverted as he gives the image. But why is he acting like this? What is his goal? Since he arrived in this house, he has only played tricks and jokes in bad taste. Even if they were often tinged with truths. Like the fact that she is only an object at the disposal of her master. She sighed deeply remembering earlier. He can dispose of her body as he sees fit and claim it as his possession. In this, she finds no inconvenience because it is the reality. She is Vladimir's servant and if he wants to use her body, he doesn't have to ask her advice. But what makes her suffer the most in this situation are the feelings she ended up growing up with for the man and which are strengthening day by day without her being able
Lunchtime had started and already, a certain tension existed around this table. Vladimir could notice it, especially on Luxiana's side. He frowned especially at the fact that Flavian hadn't chosen a seat other than the one near Luxiana to sit down. She must be uncomfortable with him. Who would not be? This man has a very ill presence and anyone would feel some discomfort having him around. And soft and fragile as she is, it is obvious that his Luxiana would be influenced by it. And speaking of which, he still does not understand why Flavian is still there, let him know, he had already fired him. When he arrived in the dining room finding him, he wanted to choke. Why does Flavian take such pleasure in contesting his authority? Ah, why he hasn't the right to rip his head off? His aunty. He sighed before taking his place around the table commanding the start of lunch. But since it's done, Luxiana hasn't even taken a bite yet, she stares blankly at her dish as the sound of
Luxiana awakened with her body in pieces. She no longer felt her limbs and that her body no longer belonged to her. She closed her eyes remembering the intensity and fieryness of her master as he took her like it was the last time. She would never have imagined that he could become so passionate and wild but at the same time, there was a sense of desperation in his actions. It was as if he were begging her by his gestures not to leave him, that if he didn't, she would slip through his fingers. It was stupid such a thought because even if he didn't love her, she couldn't bring herself to leave him. She was bounded to him forever and could not live without his presence, his warmth and now she no longer wanted to do without his embrace, his caresses, and his body. She was already in love with him, now she was obsessed with him. She closed her eyes, feeling him behind her. He had gripped her body holding it possessively against his and she wondered why so many conflicting feelin
Vladimir stood shirtless in front of the window as he gazed tenderly and protectively at Luxiana in the sheets as she was asleep. She looked exhausted and he could understand her. She had had to put up with his century-old passion and for that, he feels slightly guilty. "What's the point of dwelling and having regrets? I enjoyed being with her, being in her. If I had to start over, I would do it even now. The only thing that worries me is whether I could protect her…if I could prevent her from suffering because of the position I have just imposed on her by my side. I'm so afraid of losing her, I would have liked so much to hide her from the rest of the world but it's impossible. » He got up and came to sit on the bed. Luxiana's breathing was calm and peaceful, she was smiling and he knew she was happy. Why? He doesn't know. Still, the sadness that was hers at the beginning had disappeared and now she seems more fulfilled, resplendent. He stroked her cheek, removing a few
Luxiana's breathing was shaky and choppy. She didn't know where to put her head and had only pulled Vladimir's hair, whose head was visible between her legs. “M…master ahh…” But no response as Vladimir's tongue continued to lap up the inside of her pussy and his fingers helped drive Luxiana almost insane with pleasure. She screamed, moaned, and arched her back. Vladimir gradually picked up the pace and finally, she felt her limbs weaken. Tremors took over and like the day before, she screamed when she cum. Languid on the bed, Luxiana saw Vladimir sit up, licking a fluid from her thumb that she knew was coming from her. “Master…this is so embarrassing…you are so…indecent” Vladimir sneered mocking Luxiana. Indecent? Him? And she? She was languid with her body exposed to him shamelessly while he had an incredible view of her bare breasts and pussy. Yes, she was more lewd than he was at that very moment and he wanted to throw himself headlong into this sinful indecency. Sl
The morning was mild despite the autumn coolness. Luxiana couldn't feel better as she took in this heat even more. It was not the warmth of the sheets that pleased her here. It was the smell of the sheets, his smell. This masculine smell but so sweet, she would get drunk on it all her life. She opened her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. She was in his sheets, in his bed. It means that… She blushed, starting to giggle, the memories of the day before were now fresher than ever in her memory. He had taken her as hard and passionately as she had always dreamed. Even though they hadn't slept together, she was now satisfied because she knew he saw her as a woman. One of those with whom he can give free rein to his sexual urges and satisfy as much as he gave her the foretaste the day before. She shifted slightly, moving her feverish fingers to her crotch. She closed her eyes to memories of Vladimir's actions at that exact spot. He had touched her there, stroking and lapping h
Vladimir couldn't fall asleep, he tossed and turned on his bed again and again but sleep wouldn't come. No, how could he do it? Luxiana seemed very sad and also disappointed by his earlier response. But how could he take advantage of her so with impunity, she represents all that is purest and most sacred in his eyes. He would like to fulfill his needs, his desires, and even his darkest and unmentionable desires with her. But he respects her too much, she is much more than that in his eyes. He can't use her that way. She deserves respect. But apparently, she didn't understand it and unfortunately felt insulted. How can she think she disgusts him? It is the opposite, his Luxiana, his star, his light in the darkness that has filled his life in recent centuries. He doesn't want to hurt her. The reason why he does not give way to his most basic desires is that he doesn't want people to misunderstand him and even think that she's just worth feeding. He sighed getting up from hi
Luxiana was freezing. How in the world could this man make such an absurd and perverse request? It is not so much the fact of not wanting to sleep with Vladimir that revolts her in this story but rather not being able to. The man does not want her as a woman and unless she rapes him, she does not know how she will manage to even take off his clothes. Shit, she's just a poor, frail, weak human, and he's a millennial vampire with great power despite his hunger. How could she do what he asks of her? Is it even possible? For the first condition, she can very well do it because she has already done it and it went incognito. But for the second condition, she can't do it. No, she doesn't. As strong as her feelings for Vladimir are, she desires from the bottom of her heart that he could be the one who took her of his own accord. She does not want to use such base subterfuges to achieve her ends as great as the despair of being loved by him might be. She turned away from Flavian,
Vladimir's heart raced in his chest at how attractive and exciting Luxiana looked. She had lowered her dress revealing her neck and part of her chest. She was so tempting, no, bewitching at this time that he would gladly let himself be intoxicated by her essence, her blood, and her body. Since the morning, he wants her and now more than anything when she begs him to dispose of her, he can't take it anymore. He is dying of hunger, thirst but more… He wants to possess her in every way, to make her his own. But if he starts feeding on her, he's afraid the world will misunderstand her. She is not just his meal, she is much more, it is the reason why he had always maintained a certain distance between them, forbidding himself to taste her. But there, she offers him herself to sink his fangs into her neck. It is something very delicate because he does not intend to just drain her of her blood, no. Having to feed on her and leave her alive to start again and again. Isn't this the
Vladimir has finished drinking the tea, frowning at its peculiar taste. It's true that he is not a fan of tea, but has hibiscus tea ever been so good and tasty? He felt a real pleasure from it that he had never felt before, not to mention the fact that his body was starting to react strangely. He who felt weak and out of breath a few seconds ago was starting to get back on his feet. Flavian watched his brother's face grow brighter and the colors that had left his face return. For sure, this woman is special. He knows what she has done and the result far exceeds his expectations. How in this world could such an exceptional result happen? He needs to dig deep into her background. This old garbage told him that she was a princess raised to the rank of a saint, right? Do the humans who have unlocked the divine sacrament have a special power? He was never interested in humans and their cultures but this … woman managed to pique his interest. He must understand, it's true her
The mansion was in turmoil as Flavian, more agitated than she could imagine, ordered here and there. Luxiana wanted to help but she didn't know what to do. Vladimir had been in the room with the doctor for almost an hour and no one could tell her how the situation was evolving. Why did he have this discomfort? Is it serious? But given Flavian's face, it was obvious that Vladimir's condition was worrying. She bit her lip in worry clutching her hands in front of her chest as she stood outside Vladimir's door. She didn't know if she should come in, anyway, she hadn't been permitted to come in, just like she wasn't forbidden either. But at that moment, and certainly, the first time since she arrived in this mansion, she felt like a stranger to everything. The others were running around seeming to know what to do and she just stared at them. She has never had responsibilities as such before those which Vladimir has just entrusted to her. Apart from being by his side, she never