Chapter-1-"I am a Vampire, Love!"
Six Months Ago
Brandon Williamson's POV
My fangs dip into the skin and the blood spills in my mouth. I hold her in place and drink from her. I don't know this woman's name, but she taste damn good. She is moaning and that's getting my dick stand up. No! Not now! Quickly pulling away from here, I wipe my mouth clean and she stands up. She knows that the job here is done. Turning around, she walks off the private room.
My eyes land on her ass. That's one good ass and it jiggles the right amount as she walks out. I would love to fuck her, but I am meeting Kyle here. Kyle Anderson. My friend, my mentor and my supporter for the last two hundred years. I respect him and I don't want him to see all this.
He might be one of us, but he never drinks from humans. He is all the goodness in the world. He taught me all the good and bad about the human world. He might keep up with my drugs and sleeping around, but he doesn't like it when I drink from humans. We meet once every few months and I don't want the night to end on a bad note. He is the only friend I cherish.
I see my Assistant Maria, also a vampire, who stopped aging when she was twenty eight, saunter in her satin red dress that stops near her thighs. She sits beside me and pulls out a small packet filled with white powder. Not marijuana. No. This stuff is powerful.
"You finally got it, huh?" I ask taking it from her and she clears the table for me. Pouring the contents down on the table, I pull out my credit card and make the two lines to snort it. This is a like a drug for vampires. Normal drugs don't do shit for us. Snorting it, I let it take it's effect on me. Fuck! The sound of music around me fades away and it all slows down. "You have another?"
"Another?" She asks and pulls another packet out. "You sure?" She asks handing it to me. I do the same with it.
It's so amazing how these lines of powder bring happiness to my empty life. I am a kicked out bastard, a vampire and crazy one at that. A long life of loniless and nothing. What's the point?
The powder starts it's effect on me. Everything is high and blur. Good thing I filled my thirst before taking the drugs.
Life is simple.
Wake up.
Work out.
Eat.
Work.
Sex.
Work.
Sex.
Sleep.
Repeat.
Nothing more. Nothing less. No competition. No more excitement. I have experienced all. There is nothing left. Been to places, had near death experiences, got hit by a train and woke up next day with a mere headache and blood thirst. There is nothing left. Only thing that's on my mind is work and my father who is finding for a reason to finally eliminate me from the face of Earth.
The king of the Vampire, who exiled me. Why wouldn't he? I am not his beloved son! I am a bastard and he just wants to find a reason to kill me! He has his beloved son right next to him to be the king after him. Prince Darius! My elder brother. A scoff escapes my lips as I think of the past.
"My man!" I hear Kyle's voice and I look up. There he is. Looking all Forty still. My mind is completely fogged. I am not even able to stand. Suddenly, I am hit with the scent of Lilies. Fuck! What is that?! A sweet scent of rain is mixed with that. I look around and find no one. Maria is looking at me in confusion. Standing up, I go to the grill and look down.
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Carnal Boss
VampirosBrandon Williamson. The C. E. O, the playboy, one of the most eligible bachelors, the workaholic, the sex crazed and most importantly a huge asshole. Oh and he is a vampire. Not just any vampire. He is the most wanted one for all the good and bad r...