Beauty Killer (Unedited Really sorry for errors)

Happy ever after?

Ok let me be a spoiler!! Shana here.... well they are married cute as hell but what you think? Happy ever after? or the horror is just starting? STORY TIME

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"I believe people make love on this day..." said Shasha blushing red as they both look at the bed before them. Hank shifted, he made a promiss he had to keep or suffer trying... the promiss of staying with her..

"I'll take another room untill you are undressed..." choked Hank.

"NO!" said Shasha unsablely " I would like you to stay, atlease sleep in the bed with me..." 

The girl's plea was too much for Hank so he turned his head away. The slender fingers of her body cling to his arm she closed the distance between them. She was still in the huge white pumpkin dress and he in his blue Tux.Her eyes captured him once she turned his face to her. He was startled at her willing and pleading body.She pushed herself between his hand and made them hold her..

"I know you may not love me but atlease hold me in your arms like you did at the wedding. Kiss me like I want you to, just please let me have this night..." She softly begged and looked at him. 

Hank's voice was slightly steady but his eyes showed passion. "Shasha, how can you speak of love to a man with little?"

"Because i'll die trying to make you love me...." cried Shasha softly in his chest. The slient tears rolled down her face like small streams.

"Why die for the living dead?" asked Hank painfully...

"Because my bond and natural love made me this way," she smiled sadly after she spoke and kept his gaze "Because I was made for you and will love you always I am so so very sorry to pull you in but I know you wouldn't search for me." she seemed as if she placed all her heart in the words.

Speechless Hank kissed her kissed her without her making the 1st move,the sweet kiss was mixed with the salt of her tears and the passion of her "love" for him. He pulled her closer deepening the kissed and she happily complied this was too good to be thr truth for her and he wanted it that way.

They moved as one to the bed he layed ontop of her then carefully pushed himself off. She stared at him as his hand lowwered from her body. "I'll sleep with you, and you had your kiss but no further," said Hank as he turned. He squeezed his eyes shut in pain, he locked them tightly as the tears in his eyes flowed, it was forbidden to him but Oh God he wanted her, he needed her, he was going to brust if he didn't have her, yet still he kept his position on his the side he choosed.

Hank knew she knew about his attraction to her or she would have given up and gone to bed. As a man, he wanted his pleasure from her, as a vampire he wanted mouth watering blood, as both, he wanted everything that a man and vampire could want and even more.... 

"So after all that you are gonna just ignore me?!" Shouted Shasha as she shoved him off the bed. "Are you going to sleep down there?" She inquired. Hank placed his hand behind his head in an relaxed motion. "YOU WOULDN'T DEAR!!!!" shouted Shash in shock. He closed his eyes immitating a sleeping person.

"Hank! Get yourself up here!" She was now tipping over the edge of the bed suddenly a fource made her lost her balance and landed ontop of Hank. He didn't bother to open his eyes only circle his hand around her waist and pulled her upon him.

He opened one eye and looked at her "Better?" he asked his blushing wife, she laid her small head on his large muscular chess "Hmmmm........ I never knew," he whispered.

"What?" asked Shash..

"You where sooo....." the phone rang before he could complete his sentence. He took out the phone  and frown "Go to bed, i'll have to leave..." he said swiftly. He lift her off him, Hank knew once again he had crushed her so he made a mental note to buy her a make up gift.

"Who is it?" asked the tearfull girl before he left.

"London...." He replied opening the door

"London?" gaspped Shasha..

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Hank walked into the sliver club, "What do you have so important that I should leave to come to you?"

London held a knife to her throat "It I slice it will you be sorry?" asked london in a small voice.

"Well," said Hank with a small  hit of wonder "I believe so," Hank knew the passion had died between them but she was still his responcibility "Let me hold you," he begged.

She looked at him with her soft eyes "Why?" 

"Because you need to be held..." said Hank with a smile.

The girl lowwered her knife "Do you want me to come now?" he asked.

"I want to stay with you," said London.

"If you and Shasha will get along." Said Hank unsure.

"I will be good to her," said London with sweetness in her voide. 

Shasha threw a chair at Hank "How could you?" she screamed at him.

Using super speed Hank doughed the incoming chair "Will you be a good to her?"  

"No!" screamed shasha throwing a bed at him.

"Relax, I won't sleep with her." said Hank in a calm tone. He caught the bed laying it on the floor with super speed he caught her while she had the dresser in her hand. He held her gaze while taking the dresser from her. She seemed frozen in her position even when he circled his arms around her.

Hank kissed her sweetly causing a small sound of a gasp to escape her lips. She was tense untill she decide to relax, she lowwered the dresser circle his hand around her waist. He kissed her with furious passion she replied with the same.  "Now, will you let her stay?" asked Hank breaking the kiss for he knew she was still floating from the kiss and she gave a weak childlike nod.

London looked around the room with the sweetest smile, she knew Hank would have let her stayed where she could do some dirty work.  "Now ladies you two be good I have work in Paris tonight," Hank watched the two with uneased,

" Very well," smiled London "we will be the best of friends..."

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Hank's eyes flew open he looked at the roof. Something was wrong and he knew it, he took up the phone.  "Chuck something is wrong..." he told his brother.

"How do you know?" asked Chuck.

"I just do!" shouted Hank.

Chuck was taken back something must be wrong, never had his gentle calm bother shouted at him directly over a simple situation "Meet me on the roof top," he said seriously.

Hank was there in a flash where his brother waited for him, chuck's eyes where red and his fangs shpweing he was using his special power of super x-ray vision the roof top made it easyer for him.  "There is nothing wrong down there," 

"Not here at home with my wife," Hank said with uneased. 

"Who would hurt her?" Chuck questioned it was making him shake with uneased.

"Lets go..." Hank commanded immediately, the mansion was in flaes fro one part of the building Chuck called for Shasha but no voice was heard in a reply. Hank out the flames he sniffed the ash "They weren't in the fire..."