Under Her Mercy

Into The Lioness's Den

Saranya

It took another ten minutes to reach my mansion. The irritations in my body started to spread rapidly. I stormed past the lawn to enter inside the mansion as soon as my driver opened the door of the car. 

"Get my things from the car, and ask Andrew to send someone in my room, I want my meal ready on my bed within fifteen minutes." I commanded a servant just before disappearing behind the doors of my room.

I closed my eyes to calm myself, but the first image which showed up in front of the pool of darkness was the face of that girl.

It was certainly getting out of my hands.

I took out my phone and dialed Renee's number.

"How far?" I fumed.

"We will be entering in the city shortly. Max to max another fifteen to twenty minutes, to reach..." she tried to assure me, which didn't work at all.

"Bring her in my room as soon as you will be here. Directly in my room." I ordered before disconnecting the call hastily. 

It had always irritated me. To not having any control over our emotions. To not having the power to choose our companions. Companionship had always been decided by some unknown force on behalf of us. We had always been the pawns of their games. When you were gifted(or cursed) with some unique traits, some mundane powers of you would be sacrificed or controlled . May be,in our case, it was the power to love, to choose whom to love.  

But then, in one way or another, this girl, seemed so right to me. I didn’t even know her, apart from her name and her profession and one or two of her skills (like she can ride a scooty), but still she made me feel so emotionally vulnerable after so many years. 

But a collar around her neck suited her. May be not that ugly black collar, but a thin golden collar would look incredibly sensual around her bare neck. Surprisingly thinking about her did reduce the unbearable discomfort I was having some moments ago and brought a faint smile on my face. 

"Excuse me, Miss," My thoughts were interrupted by Andrew, knocking the doors.

"Come in." 

Along with Andrew, a boy of early 20's entered timidly, hiding himself behind Andrew as much as possible. 

And the migration returned.

"You may leave now," I instructed Andrew while gesturing the kid to come over.

Andrew bowed and left the room. 

The boy followed my lead and kneeled down on the floor near the bed, keeping his head low. It would have been so much better if instead of this kid, Nina has been the one kneeled in front of me, ready to serve me.

"No need. I just need a little blood from you. I don't need your sexual services." I hummed, as it is for the first time I am so disinterested in sexual acts while feeding. Being a relatively young vampire, sexual interaction had always gave me an extra shot of adrenaline while feeding. But this time, mere sexual interaction started to look very plain and tiring to me. My mind was craving something more than that, my mind was completely indulged into Nina. 

"I'm going for a shower. Stay here. Make yourself comfortable," I chuckled, while heading toward the Bathroom. 

I could feel the stunned and surprised gaze of the naive boy on the nape of my neck.

Hell, the boy was attractive though. 

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Nina