Cain's P.O.V
I watch terrified as one of the higher Masters at Vander Woods strikes my reason to live across the head.
I'm ghastly. I care about her. Far more than a creature such as myself should ever care for a mere mortal.
"CAIN! Where is this 'wondrous' sickling mortal you speak of?" Darvis barks at me.
Darvis J. Meyers. Head Master. Devious bastard. Heartbreaker. Most importantly, the most terrifying demon to walk the earth. He is charming, and handsome. For some men, that is something used for good, but oh no, not him.
Darvis strolls the streets and looks for innocent fleshlings to feed upon. Occasionally he stalks them, just like a tiger stalking his prey, all you can here is the pitter patter of his feet moving the same pace as yourself, picking up and slowing down precisely at the same time as you, almost as if he knows what you're going to do next, and eventually it fades to absolute silence as you stop dead in your tracks, and just when you think he's gone, he attacks and you're never to be heard of again. Scary isn't it?
But, don't fret, more commonly he lures you in with his allure, and everything else and it is fast. You don't die slowly, it's instant.
"I'll bring her in right away Master Darvis." I then bow and head back to the vehicle to retrieve Esmeralda and send a silent prayer to whatever God I can that Esmeralda passes any requirements Darvis has for her.
I look at her for a moment, then slip her divine body back into my arms, and almost purr with delight as she snuggles into me.
I kick open the doors and put a look of pure disgust on my face to hide my emotions from Master, "Here she is."
I gently lay her on the day bed, Esmeralda whimpers from my release, and I can't stop the goofy smile that appears on my face. Bleh. I should be ridiculed.
Esmeralda's P.O.V
I whimper as Cain erm Master puts me down. I don't want him to leave me. Maybe he's drugged me to have these bizarre feelings toward him. I sit there lost in my thoughts, when suddenly I hear what sounds like a terrifying boom of thunder shout to me, "You..." he trails off looking for what to say.
"Esmeralda sir." Cain speaks up helping his Master out.
"Esmeralda. How lovely. How old are you?"
I stare at this man for various reasons, one, because I'm too dazed to speak, two, his flawless beauty, and three, because he is by far the most intimidating man I have ever laid eyes upon, other than Cain.
"SPEAK YOU INSUFFERABLE CHILD!" I cower back in fear.
"Eight-eighteen sir." I manage to stutter out.
"Before we go further Esmeralda, I shall enlighten you on what would be best for you to do during this time; One, speak with confidence, being a coward makes me want to kill you, and that'd be awful to let such a pretty flower like yourself go to waste, two, answer me the first time, and three, smile darling." The man finishes his lecture with a devious smirk on his face.
"Yes sir." I say boldly.
"Much better. Now where were we. What size clothing do you wear?"
What an odd question, "Size 1 in trousers, and a small in shirts."
He lets out a bark of laughter, and Cain is short to follow, I am completely lost as to what they find so funny.
"Oh my, darling, you are absolutely adorable. I'm talking undergarments, you didn't actually think I would have my female slaves with bodies like yours wearing actual clothes did you?" He says speaking to me as though I was still a toddler in diapers.
"Oh, well I suppose I was being...silly." I say trying to control myself and mind my manners and you know, not get killed.
"Indeed you were my dear now anyways, the sizes please?"
"Size 34B in bra, and size medium in underwear." I say bowing my head in shame.
"Hmm, just as a thought. You will be my favorite Esmeralda. You are absolutely...delicious." He says looking me up and down. In the process of all this Cain has stepped a little too close for comfort, and growling at the man. I raise one eyebrow at him and turn back to the man.
"That is all, your clothes will be given to you in the morning along with whom you will be serving. Any questions?"
"Yes, just one, what do I address you as?"
"Ahh, yes. Master Darvis, and any other person you serve is address as Master. Got it?"
"Yes Master Darvis."
With that Cain took my around the waist, and walked me out. As soon as he shut the office door, I tore Cain's arm off my waist, much to my bodies displeasure, but I was freezing from his touch. He gave me a hurt look but, continued on. Eventually, after walking the marvelous castle we reach my room.
"This will be your room. Do make yourself at home, for it will be the closest thing to it." He says this all trying to be professional, but I can clearly see an emotion in his alluring eyes that I can't quit put my finger on.
"What? Jesus stop looking at me like that." I say not being able to keep eye contact with him.
"Do I make you," he pause taking a step forward causing me to be sandwiched between Cain and the wall, "nervous Esmeralda?"
"Y-yes." There's no denying it.
He takes a step back and gives me a tender look. He brings me into his arms and hugs me, and at that moment, the very second I made contact with his chest, I knew I belonged here, with him. This. This was home. He relish in the few seconds of contact as he strokes my hair, he pulls away and cups my face with his cool hands and stares into my eyes.
"What are you?" I whisper to him.
"I think you know what I am."
I shake my head.
"Yes you do," He moves behind me and I can feel his breath tickling my ear, "say it Esmeralda. Say it out loud."
The pale skin, the flawless features, the below freezing body temperature, the speed, the strength, and the alluring scent that follows him wherever he goes, this isn't possible. Is it?
"Vampire."
He looks at me with a sadistic smile on his face, "Aren't you going to run. Or you do you need me to suck the life out of you, drink you dry, or whatever clichéd blood sucker phrase you can think of."
"I'm not scared of you." I say bravely.
"I don't know if you are cocky, or just absolutely mentally retarded." The bewildered expression almost had me laughing. Almost.
"You wouldn't hurt me. I know you wouldn't."
"You don't think so?"
I begin to second guess myself, "N-no."
"You are a naïve child Esmeralda. Much like a stupid love struck puppy."
"Well, than you are a sick bastard, lusting over a child." Yet, I can't help the tears that form in my eyes.
"Lust? Ha!"
"Oh dear god! Please, I could practically smell your arousal Cain!" I scream at him my temper getting the best of me.
"I could never lust over something as weak and," he stops and gives me a once and over and I feel the tears spill over my eyes as his face morphs into a terrified mask, " disgusting mortal such as yourself. I am not Cain to you, you will address me as Master or I will kill you. Goodnight Esmeralda." With that he leaves the room, leaving me to relish in my sorrows alone, just as I have everyday in my life, and for the first time ever, I actually felt as though my heart was ripped in half.
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