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★Chapter 4

"If I could have one more taste of you, I'm sure I'll be a better vampire."
~PET

"You can have a seat pet."
He said in a warm husky voice. While gesturing to a red velvet chair. We were now in his office, I think. It has large wooden doors, a large black desk, and bloody red walls. Yes, I said bloody red walls. The wall had the same color of thick red blood. Maybe they used real blood. Eww I hope not, I slowly took a seat on the chair. "HOLY SHIT!" I exclaimed. "What is the matter pet?" He asked in a concerned tone. "This seat is soft as fuck." I grinned. He cocked his head to the side as of I'm a patient from an asylum talking crap. "Oh and dude I do not appreciate you calling me pet. I am not an Animal." I said feeling paranoid.
"So your telling me you screamed holy shit because the chair is soft?"

"Yeah. This is the softest chair I've ever sat on. The chairs at college feel like porcupine are sleeping on your butt. And the ones at my house feels like your sitting on multiple dish towels. This oh my gosh. You do not even have to find a comfy spot. Cause its allllll comfy."

"Okay? Anyway you are an animal to the immortal society. Well....except for me I do not care to call you an animal. Your just the lesser species, in my book." Who the fuck does he think he is?

"Excuse me? Blood sucking leach? Did I hear you correctly? Because I think you leaches are the lesser species who need us to survive! Humans don't need you. We don't need leaches! But you, you need us....with out us your nothing! You oblivious bitch!"
He stared at me. As if that took him by surprise.

"If I didn't love this heaven under my butt I would have stormed out this room, the moment you said that. You should be glad this chair is so soft...or I or I-" I was cut off by a startled Axel. He stood up, slammed a fist on the table and locked our gazes. His silver eyes showed nothing. It didn't show pain, it didn't show rage, it didn't show irritancy. Nothing. His face expression was on readable.

"Or you'd what?" He asked in a demanding tone.
Come to think of it. What would I do?

"Uh...I'd find my heels that I threw at you, and stick it up your ass!" I shouted with a smirk. Stood up, to lock our gazes properly. He was taller than me. Oh I know. I climbed up the velvet goodness (chair) to meet his gaze entirely. That's more like it. Now I was standing on a chair, Axle on a his feet. We were having an ultimate stare off. His lips slowly went up, and there was a smile, on his handsome face. He broke the gaze by laughing. I climbed down the chair and started giggling too. He just snorted!
"Oh my gosh, Masterrr snorts."

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