The Assistant || OffGun

Chapter 2

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Off raised his head and saw the body below him. He licked his lips and groaned at the delicious taste that exploded on his tongue.

So sweet, so succulent, so ...

Off frowned, the red mist of lust starting to clear and he realized where he really was. He tasted the blood on his lips, and inside his mouth.

He had torn the skin and blood flowed from the neck of the man who lay unconscious on the ground, testifying to the fact that Off had fed and fed well.

His breath caught in his throat as he realized he could have murdered a man. His hand shook as he checked the man's pulse. A deep sigh of gratitude and relief left his lips when he realized that the man still lived.

Unfortunately, his heartbeat was slow and that told Off that the man was miraculously alive.

He hadn't killed anyone when feeding in eight hundred years. Off was very proud of that fact.

So why did he attack this man in such a brutal way? His control was absolute, always there, always strong, at least, until now.

From what he could see of the injuries inflicted, his control had gone out the window.

He leaned down and ran his tongue over the deep wounds on the man's neck, hoping the saliva could close the wounds, as it usually did. The sweet taste of the man's blood exploded on his tongue again.

Off grunted and licked again, and then again. His member hardened and he had the insane thoughts of sinking his cock deep into the small body.

Annoyed by the lustful thoughts that floated through his mind as a man lay wounded and unconscious on the ground, he straightened up, and stared at him, studying him carefully.

He had a cute look, his body was small, he looked like a child, but he had a sexy butt, his face and body were glorious to look at and he had the most luscious lips Off had ever seen, but ...

A small drop of blood stained the man's beautiful lips .

Off inhaled deeply. He leaned down and licked the small drop, his eyes closing in anguish as he tasted his own blood.

"Bloody hells!" Off mumbled as he brought his shaking hand to his hair.

And he was in hell. Despite what Hollywood showed in its movies, human could not be converted by exchanging blood with a vampire.

A human, however, mates with a vampire by exchanging their blood. That just depended on the amount of blood exchanged, and Off had no idea how much the man had taken.

A noise outside his office made Off stiffen. He turned and crouched over the man on the ground, his fangs extended and a low growl rumbled through his chest.

"Mr. Off?"

Off snorted, recognizing the scent of his secretary, Bella.

Some of the tension in his body was gone, but he remained alert and on guard. He felt the crazy need to stay with the man below him.

"Bella," he simply said, frowning, when she appeared in the doorway and a moment later the urge to protect the man filled him.

Off had never felt anything like it in his life.

"Oh my... oh, Off, what have you done?" Bella muttered as she tried to reach the man on the ground. "Is he still alive?"

Off turned and saw as Bella run her hands over the man. He barely managed to suppress a growl in his throat. Just seeing Bella touch the little man made Off want to rip something apart, probably starting with Bella.

Damn strange.

She had been with him for close to twenty years and he always trusted her completely.

"Bella," Off managed to say through his clenched teeth. "You need to get away from him."

"Off, don't be ridiculous," Bella said as she checked the man's injuries. "Gun is hurt. He needs help."

"Gun? That's his name?"

Off wanted to strangle Bella when she rolled her eyes.

"His name is Gun," she said. "He came here for an interview for the position of your personal assistant." Bella looked around at the destroyed room and frowned. "I gave you his resume, but I doubt you can find it in this mess."

Off could feel the weight of Bella's discomfort when he saw her.

"Did you totally lose your mind, Off?" She brought her hand to the wound on Gun's neck. "You could have killed him."

"Bella, you really need to get away from him." Off said when the desire to attack her increased strongly. "I don't know how long I can avoid hurting you if you keep touching him."

Bella widened her eyes.

She slowly walked away from Gun, watching Off carefully the entire time. The moment she pulled away from Gun, Off fell to his knees and took the man in his arms.

"Off?"

He shook his head, as he gently snuggled Gun's body against his.

"I don't know what happened, Bella. One minute I was going through the resumes and the next Gun was on the floor covered in blood. I don't know what I did."

"I wonder...?" Bella started picking up some leaves from the ground.

Suddenly she let out a little cry and got to her knees a short distance from Off, holding a sheet of paper.

"This?" Bella asked. "Were you reading his resume?"

Frowning, Off took the page and began to read it. A sweet scent floated in the air catching his attention, such a sweet scent, Off had to close his eyes for a moment at the great desire that racked his body.

"Off."

He opened his eyes and tried to focus on Bella.

All he really wanted to do was sink his teeth into Gun's neck and drink that sweet taste... how he wanted to sink his member inside the man's body. He had never been so excited.

"Smell the corner of the sheet, Off, the upper corner."

He frowned, his gaze fixed on the dark stain at the corner of the blade. He took the paper and inhaled. Off's heart raced at the sweet scent of Gun's blood filling his lungs.

"What the hell ...?"

"Gun cut his finger when he handed me his resume. When I gave it to you, you ordered me to take everyone out. You said no more interviews. I left the office to deliver some documents." Bella shrugged. "I found you and Gun when I got back."

"So, I lost control because... there was the smell of his blood?" Off turned to see the man in his arms as the understanding came to him. "Do you know what it means, Bella?"

"He is your Rajaaka."

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