Cold Flames

Chapter 23 : Mama Adora

A week has passed, and Firen hasn't contacted me at all. I mean I know she has her own life, but I know she has a phone. God, I'm becoming needy.... Does she not want to come over? Because I'm horny as shit. After days of trying to call the Prus Sanguis house, there was finally someone who picked up. "Prus Sanguis residence. How may I help you?" A Brazilian accent maybe? "Um, yes, may I speak to Adora Prus Sanguis, please?" I said with an air of confidence. "Yes sir." The lady said politely. After a moment, a low and elegant voice answered the phone. "How may I help you?" Adora asked slowly. I gulped at the sound of her voice, I forgot how her voice had such a strong resemblance to Firen's. "Hello?" the woman said impatiently. I came to my senses, and cleared my throat. "Hello ma'am, this is the ice man you saw your daughter with some time back. I wanted to tal-" "Oh darling you must come by and talk to me. I do so very hate phones. Come, tell them Adora sent you. And don't worry, her father isn't here. Our address is-"I wrote down the address easily with her slow talking. She hung up abruptly, with no goodbye. I took a shower, and went on my way. I found the large manor seeing it from a distance. I walked up to the over-brooding gate. I pressed the intercom, and said I came to see Adora. They opened the gate that revealed a busting of warm colors. It was like a festival. I hesitantly walked in feeling out of place. Adora stepped out the main building, with a welcoming smile. She walked up to me, and gave me a tight squeeze.

I just happened to notice that her boobs were bigger than Firen's. She gave me a kiss on my cheek, and welcomed me to come in. I saw many people welcome me with warm smiles. They all seemed inter tuned as one. They all look so happy, yet the Dominirovatʹ Ubiĭtsy was always so menacing. No one ever smiled, smiling was seen as weakness. No one would ever welcome a stranger into our,,, their territory. Adora led me to a couch that had a circular coffee table next to it. You could smell coffee in the air. There was a candy bowl of coffee beans on the table. Did they eat it just like that? I mean, then again, my family did always keep iceboxes on our tables. I decided to try the strange snack, and noticed it was roasted, lightly added sugar. "So... what does an ice man want to speak with me about... without my daughter." The lady said with a suggestive grin. For a moment, I noticed her revealing outfit, and alluring traits that Firen was so lucky to inherit. Then I started to think, was this woman hitting on me? It couldn't be. She's just overly friendly. But I know one thing, she was a definite MILF. Now focus Vice. Get to the point. "I have unfortunate news to tell you." I said as seriously as possible. Her warm features didn't change, but her smile died down to a mere notch toward a smirk. "So my daughter has gotten involved with the S.V.O. has she?" she said impassive. "W-well yes, but how did you...?" I trailed off. "Oh dear son, I'm smart enough to know that all ice men have an assigned fiancé once turned ten. But I am also experienced to know that they still have their own affairs," her hand that rested on her chin trailed down her neck to the top of her chest, "with females they really desire. Who aren't just a challenge, but also sensual." She said calmly.

I stared at this woman who looked as if an iceman could never be in her league. "Your name?" she said encouragingly. "V-Vice Moroza Dominirovatʹ Ubiĭtsy." I stuttered. God she must think I'm lame. "Ah. The Dominirovatʹ Ubiĭtsy family? That's interesting...." She said below a whisper. "Oh, but I no longer represent that family. They've had me disowned for a couple years now." I quickly explained. She gave an expression that seemed to assure her further. "They can't break everybody after all." She said with a laugh. I lightly smiled at her claim, unsure how many they didn't outright kill. "But I must say, I have had my share of affairs with the Dominirovatʹ Ubiĭtsy family." She said with certainty in her voice. I watched the woman in amazement. This woman sure got around. Was she really suggesting that she's been affiliated with my family... that family on multiple affairs? She crossed her legs, and smiled at me. I noticed I had been staring, and looked to the floor in embarrassment. I heard a soft laugh, which relaxed the atmosphere. "Dear Vice. Don't be ashamed to look at me. I know what I've done. And I accept it. It makes me who I am today." She said with just as much certainty as before.