Aella's P.O.V.

I sighed in relief for the small reprieve from the heat of the pounding sun. Even though the city was absolutely stunning, the heat was killing me. Italy by far has the most hypnotic architecture that I have come across. Everything is ornately carved- past the way the Romans and Greeks did. I grabbed the cool water bottle I had and popped off the cap before taking large gulps of the cold beverage.

I was looking up on my laptop more ancient cities that are in Italy and a city I had never heard of popped up. It is called Volterra. Interesting. I clicked on a webpage that gave some info on the town and images and immediately felt like I had to go there. The images shown were of a large stone castle.It looked like it had a combination of old Italian and Anglo-Saxon architecture. I had to find out the history of Volterra as soon as I could. But first, Vatican City. I was able to go on a tour through Peter's Basilica.

I smiled as I looked around in awe. I stopped though as my eyes feel upon three black figures. They were only covered in black- from head to toe. How odd, are they not burning up from this heat? They were standing by the statues atop the basilica. It was quite stunning-if not a bit intimidating. One of them lifted their head enough for me to see a bit of their face and I gasped in awe. His eyes were like pools of blood in of themselves, his skin as pale and smooth as marble, and his features were sharp.

His hair appeared to be blonde in color and my was he stunning. I blinked and the three dark silhouettes were gone. I shook my head and sighed. Man this heat is making me hallucinate. I walked throughout the Basilica and took photos and took notes as I went. Occasionally, I would do a quick sketch of a statue I saw.

I arrived back to my hotel room and sighed at the coolness of the AC in the room. I kicked off my shoes and popped my back. I plopped down on the soft mattress and released a heavy sigh. I turned off the lights in my room after I took off my clothing and then took a long bath to help release the tension in my muscles.

I slid on a silk nightgown, maroon in color and relished the feel of the cool material against my flushed skin. WHen I left my bathroom, I gasped in shock. The three cloaked figures were in my room! "W-who are you?! And how did you get into my room?!" The three figures removed their hoods and I blinked owlishly. All three were stunning male specimens. One had long black brown hair and ruby eyes.

Another had short hair and a beard( I know Marcus didn't look like this but in my story he does), and the last one had short blonde hair. All three had the same matching ruby eyes and pale features. They were all stunning, there was absolutely no way that they could be real. "finalmente amore mio, sei qui." I furrowed my brows in confusion. Why would he be calling me their love? "scusa signore, ma perché mi hai chiamato amore?" The blonde one stepped forward, " tu sei il nostro bellissimo piccolo amico. Abbiamo aspettato così tanto tempo per te."

"What could you mean by that, sir?"

"It is simple, my sweet. We three brothers are vampires. We have waited for you for over 2,000 years. Now that we have found you, we cannot let you go. We cannot lose you now that we have you."

Translations:

"tu sei il nostro bellissimo piccolo amico. Abbiamo aspettato così tanto tempo per te".-

you are our beautiful little mate. We have waited so long for you.

scusa signore, ma perché mi hai chiamato amore?

Excuse me sir, but why did you call me love?

finalmente amore mio, sei qui.

Finally my love, you're here.