Proof that Tony Stark has a Heart

Chapter

I crawled up his body and straddled his hips, Sebastian's eyes widened with surprise and lust. I leaned down and kissed him roughly on the lips, my tongue forcing its way into his mouth as my nails ran down his chest. Sebastian moaned into the kiss, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he tried to pull me closer. Breaking the neck, I leaned down and kissed him gently on the neck, I let my fangs elongate before sinking them deep into his skin. Sebastian's moans turned to gasps as he felt the rush of pleasure mixed with pain coursing through his body. I continued to drink deeply, feeling his energy flowing into me as his consciousness began to slip away. Sebastian's body went limp beneath me as I continued to drink deeply, savoring the last drops of his blood. Finally, I pulled away, licking the last drops of blood from my lips. Sebastian's body was completely still now, his eyes lifeless, and his skin pale and cold to the touch. With a satisfied smile, I climbed off of Sebastian's lifeless form and stood up. I moved to the nightstand and grabbed the phone, then dialed the cleanup crew of the nightclub.

  "Hello?" a man's voice answered.

"Room 243 has a dead body that you need to dispose of," I said, my voice cruel.

The man on the other end of the line cursed under his breath.

"We'll be right there. Don't touch anything," he said and hung up without waiting for a response.

I smirked, knowing that they would be here soon to clean up the mess I had made. As I waited for the cleanup crew to arrive, I looked around the room, taking in the scene of Sebastian's lifeless body lying on the bed. I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction at what I had done. The door to the room opened, and two men in hazmat suits walked in, their eyes wide with disbelief at the sight before them. They quickly got to work, lifting Sebastian's body onto a gurney and covering it with a sheet.

"I'm leaving. I'll send a check for your cooperation later," I said, walking past them without a second glance.

As I left the room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of power and control. The rush of adrenaline and the taste of Sebastian's blood still lingered on my tongue. I knew that the cleanup crew would take care of everything, leaving no trace of the night's events. With a smirk, I made my way down the hallway, my boots clicking against the floor. I couldn't help but feel invincible as I walked towards the elevator, knowing that I had just claimed another victim. The doors slid open, and I stepped inside, pressing the button for the first floor. As the doors closed, I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pride wash over me. I had just seduced, drained, and discarded another unsuspecting victim. The elevator descended, and I leaned against the wall, taking a moment to savor the thrill of the hunt. As the doors of the elevator opened on the first floor, I stepped out into the bustling nightclub. The music was still thumping, and people were dancing and laughing, oblivious to the events that had just taken place upstairs. I made my way through the crowd, heading towards the door, ready to find my next victim. The night was still young, and the hunt was far from over. Then my phone rang, a soft melody filling the air. I pulled it out of my pocket and saw that it was Markus.

"Hello, Markus," I answered, my voice cold and detached.

"Where are you?" Markus asked, his voice annoyed.

"I'm just leaving the club. Why do you want to know?" I replied, my tone remained unchanged.

"The club? You went hunting?" he asked, his voice jealous.

"Yes, I did. And it was quite successful," I said, smirking at his tone.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, and I could almost hear Markus' gears turning.