Nikki
I'm sitting in the Lamborghini, happy and full. Kian is driving us back from our date and I really start to like him. He really made an effort, somehow found out I loved to go ice-skating when I was young and found this pretty little Italian restaurant.
The restaurant was amazing by the way, it looked like you stepped right into Venice, with detailed archways, beautiful paintings on the walls and it even had a small river flowing through the restaurant. The thing was thankfully covered with plexiglass, so I didn't have to fear for wet feet. The food was outstanding, exceptional even. Every single bite I took was an explosion of flavor on
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KianNikki and I make our way back to my apartment, or should I say our apartment, because I do share it with her now. We had a blast the entire evening and I feel such relieve, I listened to Fayyim and Cloé's advice. They really know their shit, though it does help that Fayyim is an excellent spy and Cloé has a nick for finding out shit.Though the thought that Nikki nearly left with another vampire the night I dragged her out of her comfortable life and into mine, it doesn't sit well with me, not well at all. The bloodthirsty beast inside me rushes its ferocity through me and I bite my cheek not to growl out in frustration.
Nikki My eyes flutter open, the room around me is dark and I feel the soft silk sheets glide over my naked body as I try to turn, but I feel resistance around my wrists. That's weird. Kian's warm spicy scent fills the room and his even, deep breaths tell me he is fast asleep next to me. Wait? I'm naked? And he is right next to me?!
Kian"Fuck." I curse under my breath and leap over to her.There has already pooled a lot of blood between her legs, and more is still streaming down the bite wound. Her sunshine complexion is fading fast, leaving a sickening grayish tone on her beautiful face.How stupid can I be to lose sight on her wounds. To get so damn distracted by raging jealousy when I heard his name. It's a rookie mistake, and Hella, I am no rookie.
Nikki "Eehm... a devil? Have you smoked something?" I cock an eyebrow and study Cloé. She still sits eyelevel with me and wears a concerned expression on her face. "Goddess, I wish I had. You house a Baatezu, one of the ruling devils of The Nine Hells of Baator. I think I even know which one. When you shared your mind, she spoke in Arabic. She said; Princess of Egypt, finally we meet again. My family shares a history with Fierna, wife of Asmodeus and ruler of Nessus." Cloé says. I feel
KianLuuk and I drive down the road. We are on our way to meet with David Fisher, an old family friend. He wants to open a new club in Haarlem and as always that's got to go through me. Nothing happens in my kingdom without my knowledge andapproval.I gaze out the window while Luuk steers the car- we took the Porsche for the occasion- over the highway. He prefers this particular ride, and I am happy to let him use it. I got too many cars anyway, the time and days I went to the track and raced are over now.
Nikki Aine takes a dress out of my closet, a happy smile on her face as she presents it to me. "I think he will die a little if you wear this tonight." She chirps happily. I can't say she is wrong though. The dress in her hands is a silk red body con with a corset bodice. It's sin on a hanger, and when I think back to the phone-call with Kian this is perfect. He sounded so goddamn sexy. His voice was hoarse and breathy, and I swear I heard him lick his lips when I picked up the phone.
Nikki I glance in the bathroom mirror from the restaurant we are currently having dinner at. Gently, I touch the bruises on my throat. I can still feel his fingers wrapped around my throat, squeezing it tight and fucking me into oblivion. God, that felt good. I study the slowly darkening marks and cover them up with a bit of powder. Although I don't mind how rough Kian got, I am not really jumping at the opportunity to show a stranger. People might misread it as abuse and call the cops
Kian "Come on man! Live a little, let’s go to Red and Black!" Luuk slams his arm down around my shoulder, raising his glass of whiskey to the air, like he wants to give it a high five. He looks at me expectantly, impatient and cocky. "We haven’t been out in ages; I'm beginning to think my brother lost his taste for intoxicated blood." He continues. The fucker is getting on my nerves more and more. Grunting, I push him away. "Get the fuck off me, Luuk."
Nikki I glance in the bathroom mirror from the restaurant we are currently having dinner at. Gently, I touch the bruises on my throat. I can still feel his fingers wrapped around my throat, squeezing it tight and fucking me into oblivion. God, that felt good. I study the slowly darkening marks and cover them up with a bit of powder. Although I don't mind how rough Kian got, I am not really jumping at the opportunity to show a stranger. People might misread it as abuse and call the cops
Nikki Aine takes a dress out of my closet, a happy smile on her face as she presents it to me. "I think he will die a little if you wear this tonight." She chirps happily. I can't say she is wrong though. The dress in her hands is a silk red body con with a corset bodice. It's sin on a hanger, and when I think back to the phone-call with Kian this is perfect. He sounded so goddamn sexy. His voice was hoarse and breathy, and I swear I heard him lick his lips when I picked up the phone.
KianLuuk and I drive down the road. We are on our way to meet with David Fisher, an old family friend. He wants to open a new club in Haarlem and as always that's got to go through me. Nothing happens in my kingdom without my knowledge andapproval.I gaze out the window while Luuk steers the car- we took the Porsche for the occasion- over the highway. He prefers this particular ride, and I am happy to let him use it. I got too many cars anyway, the time and days I went to the track and raced are over now.
Nikki "Eehm... a devil? Have you smoked something?" I cock an eyebrow and study Cloé. She still sits eyelevel with me and wears a concerned expression on her face. "Goddess, I wish I had. You house a Baatezu, one of the ruling devils of The Nine Hells of Baator. I think I even know which one. When you shared your mind, she spoke in Arabic. She said; Princess of Egypt, finally we meet again. My family shares a history with Fierna, wife of Asmodeus and ruler of Nessus." Cloé says. I feel
Kian"Fuck." I curse under my breath and leap over to her.There has already pooled a lot of blood between her legs, and more is still streaming down the bite wound. Her sunshine complexion is fading fast, leaving a sickening grayish tone on her beautiful face.How stupid can I be to lose sight on her wounds. To get so damn distracted by raging jealousy when I heard his name. It's a rookie mistake, and Hella, I am no rookie.
Nikki My eyes flutter open, the room around me is dark and I feel the soft silk sheets glide over my naked body as I try to turn, but I feel resistance around my wrists. That's weird. Kian's warm spicy scent fills the room and his even, deep breaths tell me he is fast asleep next to me. Wait? I'm naked? And he is right next to me?!
KianNikki and I make our way back to my apartment, or should I say our apartment, because I do share it with her now. We had a blast the entire evening and I feel such relieve, I listened to Fayyim and Cloé's advice. They really know their shit, though it does help that Fayyim is an excellent spy and Cloé has a nick for finding out shit.Though the thought that Nikki nearly left with another vampire the night I dragged her out of her comfortable life and into mine, it doesn't sit well with me, not well at all. The bloodthirsty beast inside me rushes its ferocity through me and I bite my cheek not to growl out in frustration.
Nikki I'm sitting in the Lamborghini, happy and full. Kian is driving us back from our date and I really start to like him. He really made an effort, somehow found out I loved to go ice-skating when I was young and found this pretty little Italian restaurant. The restaurant was amazing by the way, it looked like you stepped right into Venice, with detailed archways, beautiful paintings on the walls and it even had a small river flowing through the restaurant. The thing was thankfully covered with plexiglass, so I didn't have to fear for wet feet. The food was outstanding, exceptional even. Every single bite I took was an explosion of flavor on
KianNikki looks up into my eyes, defiance and anger swirling through those beautiful orbs of her and I think right there, that image, it's enough to make me want to fuck her all over again.My gaze dips to her mouth, to her full lips that beg me to kiss her, but not now. Now I got to fix whatever mess I made this morning when I took advantage of her. I know it's wrong and I should be ashamed of what I did, but how can I be ashamed for wanting her."What? What do you want to say." She say