A/N: Okay, so I was totally not going to publish this story so early before my others were done, but I was really enjoying a fresh new start, especially in this format so I guess my advice to other writers who are stressing with like a million different drafts and stories to update, focus on the ones that you enjoy writing the most first! It's such an easier process when you're having fun- and hey, that's why Wattpad is here, right? It really reflects in your writing when you enjoy the process, so... uh, yeah! <3 <3 ;D Keep up the reads and love, my awesome people!
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James slammed his door as he entered his penthouse, going absolutely insane. Who did Davis think he was, king of the office?! The bastard!! The vampire tore open his black button down and let it swing open as he kicked his chair around to sit down in it and process that day.
Natalia was beyond any beauty that he had ever encountered before, and her rosy hair just made him feel as if he had sunk his teeth into a spongy cake, all velvety and moist. The sweetness was overwhelming and even though he barely knew her, the want to possess her was devastating. James had never felt so disconcerted in his entire long life and he fisted handfuls of his spiked up hair just thinking about her. No, no this obsession for a human woman wasn't right, it was dangerous...
But... he could tell she was different. She wasn't falling all over herself for him like he was for her, and the reverse was a completely alien feeling to the vampire. He was always sought after his whole existence, but to seek after someone else was discombobulating! Davis would have her, though, the brunette thought bitterly as he lit a cigar and inhaled deeply, letting the toxins calm his rigid and tense body. They didn't harm him in his vampiric state, however, so smoking and alcohol had little to no effect on him.
He almost felt sick at the thought of what that man had planned for his Natalia. It wasn't James's fault that he didn't know better than to become so possessive over something he wanted- or someone. He had been given a lot of what he wanted in life without having to beg or work for it, but that didn't mean he didn't also get the back end of things as well. Like how most people refused to associate with him just because he was a vampire... But Natalia didn't seem to see him stand apart from anyone else like that, as far as he could tell.
James sighed heavily and rubbed his temple, the amount of mental stress making him dizzy. What was he supposed to do now that he wanted her and wanted her now? He wasn't scared of Davis himself, even if he was hefty. He could easily take him in a fight, being smaller which meant more agile, and he was a vampire so he didn't bruise easily. He wanted to kill him right then and there, but that would mean more than just a life sentence. It would prove to everyone, including Natalia that he really was truly a monster, killing innocent people out of spite.
He wished he knew how to talk to women and get them to like him, not just for his looks. He understood that he only looked so devastatingly handsome because it helped lure in victims, but it would be nice to have someone look at you for who you were and all that gross shit.
James inhaled deeply again and realized he was bringing in the ashes so he choked and hissed in frustration as he crushed the butt into the ashtray and tossed it in the bin. He reached to light another one but figured he should save them for different crises. The smoke store employees seemed rather uncomfortable whenever he walked in there, so looking the way he did wouldn't cut it, and it pissed him off that all these prejudiced simpletons hated him because of it.
James needed to see Natalia again, but without Davis knowing. How he was going to lure her away, well, he had his devices and naturally that was his instinct, but he didn't want to treat her the same as everyone else. She was more unique in his eyes so to have her would be mandatory with him. Even though he knew he would outlive her in her human form, maybe he could sneak in a venom-filled bite to the throat to keep her to himself forever- No, what was he THINKING?! Snap out of it Barnes, she's got her own life, control yourself!!
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FanfictionShe tasted delicious. Her blood filled his mouth and her eyes widened like a lamb caught by the wolf. James had her pinned down on the floor, his natural instincts getting the better of him. She was a tease, Natasha was... her red hair made him desi...
