Authors note: Hey guys! It's been awhile I know, but I finally had sometime to update! short chapter, sorry guys I feel like that's been the last 5 chapters, but I work all the time, so what can you do? Anyways! Enjoy!

"So what are we?" I ask Samuel over the phone. I did not hear him answer right away. Which made me nervous. I tap the side of the phone, awaiting for him to answer.

"What do you mean?" He says. I grow slightly frustrated.

"I mean what is to become of our relationship?" I continue, my voice stiffens.

Again, he does not answer.

"Am I to save myself for you, Samuel?" I ask. "Or am I to look elsewhere?"

"I.. uh." He stuttered. I hear him swallow over the phone.

"We have kissed, we have touched, we have expressed intimate thoughts together. Are we together? Or is this a fling? I must know."

"Integra…" His voice low and soft. I love the sound I must admit. "Am I truly what you want?" He asks me.

I am caught off guard. I feel a strain in my chest. I feel guilt. I feel heat rising in my chest and face.

Is he truly what I want? I am I just using him? To get over you...

I wait a moment before answering him.

"I think… I do."

"Ah, I see. Would you like to discuss this later, Over dinner?" He asks.

"No." I blurt out. "I mean… How about a walk?"

"A walk? Where too?"

"Anywhere."

"A walk, anywhere huh?" He gives me a lighthearted chuckle. "You can never make it easy on me can you?" He teases me.

I want to tease him back, but I don't.

"No, I can't." I admit. I feel my lips curl upward.

"When, and where?" He asks.

I think for a moment.

"3 o'clock."

"All right, 3 0'clock it is." He says. "But where?"

"I'll come to you." I say. "So be ready."

"See you then." He says before hanging up. I sigh heavily. I don't know how to face him. I don't if I can face him. After what we did together. After you touched me so intimately on top of my desk. I feel so guilty and sick, I must know if Samuel and I are true to each other, so I do not have the temptation of you. Maybe if he and I are official, my want for you will dissipate.

Maybe.

I feel my heart race as I approach his manor, I want to run up to him and kiss him. I want your taste out of my mouth. I want to replace all of your cells on my body with his cells. Even if I had showered and changed my clothes. I wonder if he could taste you if he kissed me. I would get found out and it would all be over.

I shake my head.

Don't be ridiculous.

As I walk up to his manner I take a deep breath. "Okay…" I say to myself. I get to the door, and ring the doorbell. I hear it echo through the house, and I wait patiently. Then an older came to the door.

"Hello Sir Hellsing." he addresses me. "Come this way." He waves me inside, and takes me to Samuel's office.

He wasn't in there, but I could smell his Hugo Boss, it lingered in the air. He had been here.

"He will be up shortly." The butler explains.

I nodded, and he went to leave. But I stopped him before he could.

"Hold it." I say, taking a cigar out of my pocket, and lighting it. "What is your name?" I ask.

"Vincent." he says. I smile at him.

"Vincent, hm. I like that name." I say. He smiles back at me. "Thank you Sir Hellsing."

He bows to me before leaving, and I take a seat at Samuel's desk. I finish my cigar, I cannot snoop as I did before. I already knew what lies in his desk. But I did notice he a letter sitting in front of me. It was handwritten, it was nothing but scribbles. It seemed as if a child had written it.

I pick up the letter.

"Dear Daddy,
 I miss you."

The M was capitalized, how child like. There was something innocent and sweet in those 5 little words. When I tried to continue to read the letter, the door opened. I look up to see samuel standing in the threshold. His form silhouetted against the light in the hallway. He steps in, slowly shutting the door behind him.

"What do you have?" He asks me in a low tone.

I set the letter down. A little embarrassed I was caught reading something so intimate from his daughter.

"A letter." I admit.

"Ah, I see." He leans over the desk. His eyebrow raised. "Hm, It's quite the cute letter." he eyes the one I had set down.

I hide my face from him. My cheeks pink.

"You have a serious snooping problem." He says to me, seeming annoyed. He leans back up.

"I want to know you." I say in a small voice.

"What do you mean Integra?" He asks. "Isn't that point of coming here? To see me? To know me? Get to know me Integra, I am not shy."

"I know, it's just… It's just…"

"Just what Integra?" he furrowed his brow, walks around the desk and grabs my shoulders gentle. He looks into my eyes, I feel almost frozen as he stares at me.

"What is it Integra?" He asks me. I look away from him, the guilt I feel swallows me whole. I had let another man touch me, I had nearly orgasmed from it. I had enjoyed it.

"Samuel I betrayed you." I blurted out. Looking him dead in the eye.

He gave me a confused look. He tilted his head. "What?" He says in a small voice. "Betrayed me? How?"

My heart felt as if it was going to fall out of my chest. "I let another man touch me."

He take his hands off my shoulders, he looks past me. "Ok...ay." he says slowly. "So, is that why you wanted to know what we were?"

I gasp, "I… yes.." I hang my head, shamefully.

"Integra, I am not mad. Just confused. Who is this man?"

"My servant." I answer. His eyes widened. His mouth open wide. I still don't look at him.

"So you are having an affair with a servant of yours?" He asks.

I swallow hard. He does not know of you.

"Forget it." I wave my hand.

He grabs my wrist, then his eyes widened. "No!" he exclaims, a worried look on his face. "Tell me! Tell me what happened! Tell me everything!" He exclaims. "I want to know you!" He begs almost. "I am… having deep feelings, and I want to explore those deep feelings." he explained.

"Then be mine."

"I'm yours."