Summary: Inspired by Lovestruck's "Havenfall is For Lovers" (Antonio). Amy is a regular, small-town girl looking for her first job in New York City. When she gets kidnapped by the powerful CEO, Kamilah Sayeed, she'll have to discover her true goals… before it's too late.

Genre: Romance

Rating: T

Notes:
- English is not my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes
- This fanfic is slightly inspired by Lovestruck's story Havenfall Is For Lovers - Antonio, but I intend to make it more interesting and steamier too :P

- I'm sorry for taking so long to update this fic, I had been focused on For You but now it's ending I'll be updating it regulary. You can re-read Chapter 1 here.

- Minor changes: I've changed the rating to T. There was no reason to be classified as M.

- I hope you enjoy it, your likes and reviews are always appreciated.

Amy opened her eyes. Slowly. Hoping she'd wake up in her own bedroom. The image that started to form in her vision was another. It wasn't a nightmare, after all. She was still trapped in Kamilah Sayeed's house.

Kamilah Sayeed. The gorgeous and rich CEO who planned to kill her and drink her blood. Because she's a vampire.

Amy could do nothing but laugh. Even if she managed to find a way to contact the authorities, who would believe her?

Her stomach started to growl. Her kidnapper hadn't served any food yet since her arrival. She narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists. Two could play that game. She wouldn't just give up on her life. Not before making Kamilah's life a living hell.

"Hey," she yelled, right behind the door. "I'm starving here! Open this door!"

She threw punches and kicks at the door. She cried. She shouted insults. Nothing. From the other side, only silence.

She sat on the bed, sighing in frustration. A couple of minutes later, Kamilah furiously opened the door.

"What's your problem?" She asked. "I was in the middle of an important phonecall!"

"What is my problem?" Amy snarled. "My problem is that you locked me in this room to starve to death."

"The door was unlocked. You could've left anytime you wanted."

Amy felt her cheeks blushing. Indeed, she never actually attempted to open the door.

"But… I saw as you locked it last night."

"Of course, you were acting like an enraged animal."

Amy took a deep breath. She need to control herself. If Kamilah locked the door again, she wouldn't be able to explore the rest of the house. Where she could possibly find a phone.

"Let's go," Kamilah showed the way. "Breakfast is served."

Amy followed her to the dinning room. An enourmous table with the most diverse food was served.

"I didn't know what you liked so, I ordered all the avaliable options."

"This is so gentle of you," Amy ironized.

She took a sit around the table. Filling a plate with eggs, bacon, sausage and waffles.

"I cannot fathom how your kind survived this long."

Kamilah was sitting in front of her, eating yogurt and some fruits. Then, she grabbed the newspaper and started reading in silence.

Amy stared in disbelief. How could she act so normally when she kidnapped a person she intended to kill?

"Funny," she provoked. "I thought your kind needed another kind of breakfast to thrive."

"Blood, you mean," Kamilah patiently closed the newspaper. "We only need a small amount daily, to keep our bloodlust under control."

"Then why have you been killing so many people lately, huh? Is it your concept of fun?"

"I haven't killed a single mortal in centuries."

Amy let out a sadistic laugh.

"Right…" She shook her head. "Then what's the deal with me?"

"You're special," Kamilah took a sip of her coffee.

"And what's make me special? Really, I'm only a small-town girl. I don't even have a job yet."

"Your blood makes you special."

"Okay, then my blood is like one of those rare expensive wines you have there in your rack," Amy pointed to another corner of the room.

For a second, she could swear Kamilah's lips would turn into a smile, but she hid it. Very well.

When they finished eating, Kamilah announced she was going back to her office. She had some papers to sign.

"I suppose you'll lock me in the bedroom again," Amy said.

"No, darling," Kamilah shrugged. "You're free to do whatever you want. As long as you don't leave the house, of course."

Amy's face lightened in hope. She spent the rest of the morning mapping the mansion. Inspecting every corner in search of alternatives to escape, or at least a phone. Her expectations were frustrated when she realized the only avaliable phone was in Kamilah's office.

Lying on the couch, she watched the news. Another animal attack. At least she knew Kamilah was telling the truth this time. She spent the night busy… Kidnapping her.

"Amy?" Kamilah called. "Would you come to my office, please?"

Amy gulped, was she ready to drink her blood? Nervously, she sat on the chair in front of her desk.

"So, will you finally do it?"

"No," Kamilah approached her, with a syringe in hands. "First, I need to draw a blood sample to confirm you have what I need."

"No," Amy protested. "I refused to sign your contract. You won't touch a single drip of my blood."

Kamilah sighed, as if she already expected that reaction. She grabbed something inside her drawer. Amy recognized her cellphone.

"Lily has been calling you the whole morning," Kamilah told.

"Of course, she's worried about me."

"One phonecall," Kamilah extended the phone in Amy's direction. When she was about to touch it, she retreated. "In trade for a blood sample."

Relutanctly, Amy agreed. It was her only chance. Of course Kamilah was going to monitore the call, but she could give Lily the smallest sign. She knew her best friend would be able to notice the weirdness in her voice.

Kamilah inserted the needle in her arm's vein. Her touch was soft, careful… There was no pain. Instead, a good electric sensation ran from Amy's arm, spreading to her entire body. Almost causing her pleasure.

"What the fuck, Amy?" She thought. "What the actual fuck… She's cold-blooded monster. How can you even feel like this? Of course, she compelled you. She's trying to put you under her sadistic spell!"

"Are you alright?" Kamilah's voice brought her back to reality.

"Uhhh yes," Amy felt her cheeks burning a little bit. "Now give me my phone as you promised."

Before Kamilah handed her the cellphone, her face adquired a threatening expression.

"Don't you even dare to try anything, do you understand? You wouldn't want to put Lily's life in danger… Right?"

Amy nodded, grabbing the phone violently from her hand. Kamilah positioned herself in front of her, hearing every part of the conversation.

"Lil?" Amy felt a notch in her throat, controlling herself to not cry. "That's me."

"Jeez, Amy. I was starting to get worried."

"I'm sorry I didn't go home last night… something happened."

"What? Are you in trouble?"

Lily's words alarmed Kamilah, who made the motion of taking the phone from Amy's hand.

"No… Actually, it's something good," she lied. "I got the job."

"Really? And where are you?"

"A-At Kamilah's house. It's uhhh… A special training to… prepare me for the position."

Lily paused for a few seconds.

"Amy, there is something else going on! You're acting strange."

"Fix it," Kamilah muttered, showing the tips of her fangs.

"Me, Lil? Of course not! I'm just tired, I worked a lot last night."

Suddently, Amy heard Lily gasping at the other side of the line.

"Oh my god," she shouted. "I can totally see what's happening! Tell me, she's some kind of Christian Grey, isn't? It explains that mysterious attitude."

"Lily, no…"

"You only act this weird when you're into someone."

Kamilah was impacient, pacing around her office with a disturbed look on her face.

"Okay, Lily. There's something between us! But it's not as you think. Anyways, I need to go now. Kamilah needs me."

"Calling her by the first name already. You go, girl! Enjoy your time with her, but don't forget to fill me in on details when you have time."

"Oh… Of course. Bye."

When she hung up, Kamilah gave her a furious gaze. She grabbed her phone and smashed it with one hand.

"Hey! That was my phone," Amy yelled. "Why did you do that? I followed your orders."

"No, you didn't," Kamilah rebuked. "You demonstrated tension in your voice, you insinuated we could be having an affair… and who the hell is Christian? Is it some kind of code?"

"Oh, you're not into modern literature."

"Not really, rare are the books from this generation that I…"

Amy handed her a piece of paper.

"Read it, it may help you to relieve your tensions."

Kamilah looked at her intrigued.

Amy spent the rest of the day lying on Kamilah's office couch, asking the most diverse questions about vampirism.

"This heavy curtains," she pointed. "Does it mean you can't walk in the sunlight?'

"Correct," Kamilah replied, eyes still focused on a pile of papers.

"If I open the curtains, will you sparkle or will you turn into ashes?"

Kamilah rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Why don't you test?"

Amy opened the curtains. As the sunlight penetrated the room, Kamilah didn't show any reaction. After a couple of minutes though, she showed signs of pain and discomfort.

"Close it," she demanded.

Amy obeyed. At least now she knew one of Kamilah's weaknesses. She could use it as advantage in the future.

"How long can you take it?" Amy wanted to know.

"One hour and half."

"Any other aversions? Like garlic, crucifixes…"

"No, it's a myth. And before you ask, I don't sleep in a coffin."

Amy insisted on her plan. So far, Kamilah answered all her questions patiently.

"I'm going to take a shower," she announced. "I'll need some clothes, you know."

"We can provide it," Kamilah said. "Tonight you can wear some of my clothes."

Amy nodded, coming back to her bedroom. She wasn't succesful on her mission. As long as Kamilah had control over the situation, she wouldn't get affected. Amy needed an opportunity where she'd be vulnerable, an occasion where Kamilah could not control… And it seemed like luck was on her side. Before dinner, Kamilah was on a heated argument over the phone.

"Amy, we need to talk," she spoke when they sat down to eat. "On Friday, I'll need to attend this event and I have no other choice… I'm taking you with me."

Next Chapter: What kind of trouble Amy can cause when Kamilah takes her to a public event? Coming Soon!