***Amyra's POV***
"ANSWER ME!".
Austin's scream echoed the room and in my ears.
I turned my body to face him but didn't meet his anger ranging eyes. I whispered "Yes" but slow enough that I could here.
I didn't like this attire of Austin. Few hours back, he was all sticked up around me, cuddling me and not wanting me to leave the bed and now, he had changed moods.
"SPEAK".
His screams made me shiver a little and I opened my mouth but couldn't find words dropping out. Austin had never pushed me for something. He would rather ask me directly than spy on me. He founded that way more better and approachable rather than doing some shit like things which reporters usually do.
He raced towards me and grabbed me by my elbow. He flung me towards the wall and pressed his body over mine yet staring straight in my eyes.
"Answer me, NOW" he hissed.
"Y-You are hurting m-me" I whispered holding down my tears.
He left my elbow and backed off. He quickly grabbed my arm and traced few circles on my elbow to calm me down.
"I'm sorry. Uh- I didn't know how to.. Did you really pick up his call? What did you say to him?".
"I didn't say anything. He just spit out whatever he wanted to say and left" I answered.
"What did he say?".
"That your clan wants you to get a female Vampire in place of Emma" I said staring at his face now.
"That's it?". I wanted him to ask this question and thankfully he did.
"Yeah and Melwyns said that, I would be preferable".
"No, bullshit. I can't pull you in that hellhole. Life in there is a mess. Life? There's no life. It's just- just living hell".
I knew this was coming.
"That hell can become heaven with you by my side" I said trying to change his mind.
"No Amyra. You aren't arguing for it. I'm going to get going now and, I'm sorry if I was harsh on you".
"It's alright. I deserved that for acting like a prick" I smiled.
"You deserve to be in bed, under me" he smirked.
I lift my hands to tie my hair into a bun. I blushed at his words totally forgetting I was only wearing a towel around my body. The towel slightly moved down but I quickly pulled it up before Austin could get a view of my tits.
I saw him smirking at me and I left out a giggle.
"Look somewhere else you pervert" I said punching him on his arms.
"Yeah come on. Slide it down for me" he whispered.
"Austin! Go away I need to go get dress".
*** Austin's POV***
I badly wanted to stay in the room while she changed , but Amyra Jacob will never let that happen. She pushed me outside and closed the door on my face. I could hear her wearing that tight jeans and I imagined how she jumps while trying to fit her thick ass in that slim jeans.
She slide the door lock open and I went inside. Amyra was wearing her black jeans with a white button up shirt. Amyra was slim on her upper body with medium bust around 34, a slim waist with a big ass and thick thighs. Her natural straight hair fell to her lower back and she was someone for whom I could fight the whole world for.
"Why are you wearing a blazer? CV? Why are you carrying your CV? Amyra, spill it out. What's the matter?".
She tensed up. I felt unwanted at this moment. Is she not comfortable with sharing me her private life? Do I scare her off?.
I went forward and grabbed her by her tiny waist and pulled her near me. I kept my palm on her cheek and she snuggled into it. She gave me a "nothing to worry about" smile.
"Why are you searching jobs for?" I questioned.
"I left FBC" she answered. The same thing which she told me yesterday.
"Reason?". I was pushing her this time, but I knew there was something massive which was making her take such a step and I wanted to know what it was.
"I don't want to work with len" she said.
Did he say something to her? Did he say something that would hurt her feelings this bad? I'm so going to make that dick fall on his knees at Amyra's feet. She's mine, only mine and no one, practically no one can hurt her feelings.
"What did he do?" I questioned.
"Nothing. Chuck it".
"Tell me or I'm going to ask him about it". I was serious about it. It was making my blood boil the way she was brushing out this topic from me.
"He tried to rape me" she mumbled.
She said it with a slow voice. Maybe so that I won't be able to hear it, but she was dealing with a Vampire. With eye sight, ear and nose as sharp as a dog's.
I shivered and left a small current passing through my body. I felt goosebumps arising. My hand left her waist and my fingers curled up to a tight fist at my side. She was totally out of breath. She wanted to stop me, but I badly wanted her not to. That man dressed all gentleman was a dick in real life.
All I could see was Len trying to force himself on my girl. How could he? She truly was gorgeous for any man to lie his eyes on, but not his hands. Or else, I would rip them off from their damn fucking body.
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Nosferatu: the Vampires
FantasyNosferatu is the title of Amyra's new research project, a famous reporter. What made her curious about vampires that forced her to roam in the forest keeping aside her childhood fear of darkness? Something roams at night in the depth of the forest...