In Debt

{1}Red Wine

"What can I offer you?"

I trail off my body tensing as I feel his eyes roam my skin from head to toe making my heart beat against my rib cage.

Badum. Badum badum

He clicks his tongue eyeing me as a piece of candy. His smile reminding me of a child getting a present on christmas day.

"What can you offer me?", he repeats coming closer snickering at my tense shoulders.

"Why.....you young...stupid girl," he rubs his cold hands against my flesh looking me in the eyes. The color of silver with a hint of gold, odd yet beautiful.

"you cannot offer me anything...for simply I have everything,money, power-slaves."

My mind does overtime trying to think of everything as he slowly walks away. He's got me there, he does indeed have everything. Anything. What could I possibly offer him? If I let him walk away when will I be able to have a choice as this? Just at the tip of my fingers.

"wait!!...I-I can offer you something..something..you might find intriguing." I hurry and say reaching out to grasp air. He stops at the urge in my voice noticing the desperate plea in my voice.

"-and what would that be?" He asks mid-turn and studies me.

I gulp closing my eyes thinking of her. The only reason I'm here is because of her. I'd do anything for everything her. anything, even if it means risking myself.

"My virginity."

His eyes widen a fraction not expecting such a response. A new gleam shines in his eyes, a deadly one. As if this mere thought wrapped itself around him making him seem excited about the newest information he just received.

"You have not been deflowered?" He asks unbelieving scanning me as a blush warms my neck and cheeks.

"No." I clear my throat meeting his heated gaze.

It was only then did I notice the good looks. The rumors were true then.

A man. A handsome man he indeed was with his jet-black hair that seemed to glow in the room. A define jaw-line that went well with his little stubble. A straight nose with a pair of dark eyelashes and silver eyes with tan skin.

Not many vampires had silver eyes but this man seemed to pull it off.

Yes, he's a vampire. Never thought I'd be in this type of situation with a vampire.

Well-known one. In fact most powerful vampire known in history.

Rhett Ottava
Age:26 -The age people go by
Occupation:he takes in humans who need help..that much I know.

I never thought I would ever step foot into this building but desperate times calls for desperate measures.

I'm here for one reason and one reason only.

I have no money. Money to keep me and my little sister alive.

I glance around the room, glass desk, glass chair, glass walls. Everything  spotless from the corners of the walls to the silver of the doorknob.

Everything is so clean and clear I can see my reflection.

Exact opposite of where I live. Endless darkness, molding mattress, no windows..nothing except the warmth of my little sister Eva.

I stand stiffly as he glides across the room sitting down at his desk.

"Sit." He nods at the sofa across from his desk.