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Laurence's POV:

"There we go Laurence," Baleen told me as he sat down a blueberry cheese cake in front of me to replace the dinner I finished. I eyed it over before feeling my mouth water and started to eat it as I kicked my feet under the table. "Happy master," he chuckled out and rubbed my head. "Eat that up and then we have to brush your teeth for bed."

"Hmph, you still look like a child," I heard a familiar velvety voice purr behind me- one I hadn't heard since almost the dusk of the first vampires. "You can't be happy like that, can you?" I widened my eyes a little and perked up as I glanced around for that familiar voice.

"Master," Baleen whispered softly as he eyed me over with a questionable look. I saw someone stepping out of the shadows, the eyes catching my attention first- the area surrounding his irises were pure black, his irises a fiery reddish purple that was sort of orange towards the center. It was mesmerizing. He was beautiful.... He was a pale ivory, his facial features were perfect, his jawline was sharp and defined but not pointy or round. It was a perfect balance between both.... A calm smirk rested on his face as he walked towards me slowly and brushed his bright burgundy hair over his slightly pointy ear. Two medium black horns stuck out of the side of his head, pointing back from his head. It was Valan an old friend of mine.

"Valan," I husked out as I watched him. I didn't think he'd want to show his face around me... It's been forever. "Baleen, go wash that dish," I told him. Baleen frowned before stepping out of the room. Valan watched him go then looked at me before he hopped up onto the table in front of me and dangled his legs on either side of the arms of my chairs.

"Bet you've missed me being around~ haven't you? You such a lonely little angel, aren't you? Oh, fallen angel," he corrected himself and looked me over playfully as he grinned, showing off his pointy canines.

"Vampire," I corrected him and showed off my fangs. "Aren't they lovely? They kill." He purred and leaned forward, reaching one of his fingers into my mouth as he laughed and touched one of my fangs.

"Mine kill too~ Want to see, Laurie?"

"No," I told him and yanked my head back from his hand. "What are you doing here?" I asked him curiously. "I have a nice life now. No one knows who I really am and I prefer it that way."

"Oh, I'm not here to expose you," he told me calmly and leaned back and smirked. "I'm just visiting~ Father says hello."

"I don't care," I told him and looked away. "He let me rot down there when I was dead. Tell him I don't care for him if he's going to let my kind sit in a graveyard full of stones for eternity after death."

"They're not your kind," Valan told me then laid out on the table in front of me, kicking his feet over his head as he watched me and grinned. "You're not like them. You know you're not. You may have their kind of body, but your soul locked to that stone is not like theirs~ Now why don't you come to Hell with me as a demon? You'd enjoy Hell so much more then~ You're already kicked out of Heaven. They won't take you back, but we will if you become one of us." I scoffed then as I crossed my legs.

"Daddy didn't tell you?" I asked softly. I leaned in then as I eyed him over. "I'm planning his destruction as we speak. Fuck him." I picked up my plate and took a bite out of my pie. "I'll never be his soldier."

"Then be mine," he purred out and reached his hand out, rubbing my jaw. "I'll take you~"

"I've got someone better in mind," I told him and glanced away. He frowned as he watched me then was suddenly in my lap with a small hiss.

"You're playing hard to get," he muttered then ran his fingers to my chest. "I'll have your soul, Laurie! I want it.... I want you," he tore my shirt open with his nails and smirked as he ran his fingers over my bare chest.