CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
"Alright, come back here, Holden!" I called out to the small boy who was running towards a dog in the park. It was a cloudy day, so I wasn't worried about him burning, but I was concerned for the poor animal that was oblivious to the fact that it was so close to death. "Holden!"
Why couldn't he be more like his sister?
I glanced over to the blonde girl who was swinging by herself. She had headed straight there, while Holden saw the puppy and wouldn't let go of it.
"It's fine, Cassie is friendly. You don't have to worry about your boy," the owner stated, just as clueless as his pet. He was a handsome man with well defined leg muscles. His chocolate hair was plastered to his face. Sweat was trailing down to his hazel eyes. As he smiled charmingly at me, all I could do was think of the blood rushing through his veins.
Thump. Thump.
Thump. Thump.
Not even the scent of sweat was able to keep my mind off of it.
Thump. Thump.
Thump. Thump.
"I think it's time we leave." John had wound his arm around my waist, pulling me into his side. His cop glare made the other man shift uncomfortably in place.
"Right," came the reply. "Cassie, let's go!"
Holden tightened his arms around the dog and causing it to whine. "Holden, let it go!" John shouted, walking over to his son and scooping him up.
The small boy's eyes welled up in tears as he stretched his short arms towards the animal that had finally sensed the danger it was in and scampered off to its owner.
Even well-fed, it was so difficult to control myself. I couldn't imagine what it must've been like for a young child. Sometimes, I wondered if I would one day forget to stop and drain John dry. "Do you need to go back?" he mumbled into my ears.
I shook my head. "Do you want ice cream, guys?" I asked the two children who cheered happily, running towards the ice cream truck that was parked nearby.
John kissed the top of my head. "Thank you for everything you've done for me. I shouldn't have pushed you away. Perhaps then, you wouldn't have…"
"Do you see me any differently than before?" I really didn't want this virus to define who I was and I needed them all to understand that. It seemed as if they were tiptoeing around the subject, while I really didn't have a problem with it. I just didn't want to be judged for this strange mutation.
He chuckled. "No, you know how much I love it when you drink from me." He fiddled with his high collars. "But I didn't want to be the cause of the accident." He pulled out his wallet and paid for the cold treats.
"It's not your fault," I told him. "I've really just been waiting for an 'I told you so.'"
"I really wished that I hadn't allowed Alex to push me to make that decision, even though it did make me finally remember. Your driving skills, however… I think that comes unspoken with how poor it is, but if it makes you feel better… I told you so." He smirked at me.
I whacked his arm. "Shut up. I have a new car, now. I think you're just jealous."
"Auntie Madi!" Holden, with ice cream all over his face, lifted his arms and I effortlessly picked him up. Before, my very out of shape body would struggle with this, but now, it was as if he weighed nothing. I was really starting to like some of these perks.
After quickly wiping his face and hands, we took a stroll around the neighbourhood before I stopped in front of a house. "Hold on. I need to do something." I handed Holden to John who looked questioningly at me.
I went up to the house and knocked on the door, but no one answered. "Morgan?" I knocked again and even walked to the backyard. He was nowhere to be seen.
Now that I had more time to settle into this body, I realised how rude I had been to the man who had saved my life. There was no doubt in my mind that he somehow knew me. I wanted to know exactly how. There was absolutely no way I wouldn't remember someone like him.
"Never mind… He's not here," I mumbled to them when I returned to the sidewalk.
"Who is he?" John frowned, glaring at the plain-looking house.
"He saved my life," I said. The man's phone number was saved in my new phone, but calling him to show my gratitude didn't seem like it was enough. I had to see him, again. "He was the one who pulled me out of the burning car and gave me the virus."
John still didn't look like he liked the other man, but he questioned me no more. Even so, I knew that he was going to investigate some more into it himself. It was only to be expected.
"Let's go back before James thinks we've eloped without him," I whispered into his ears.
He smirked.
When we returned, my eyes immediately fixated on the couple that was walking down the stairwell. The male resembled a more refined version of the dead model and the woman looked as if she was going to murder me if I even dared to approach her man.
Every hair on my body stood on end as they walked by. I knew that they were dangerous, perhaps even more so than the blonde bitch.
"Iris, do you know who those two are?" I leaned over her desk, keeping my eyes on their backs as they left.
She shrugged. "Never seem them before and they're not registered, but I'm not going to say anything," she replied. "They don't pay me enough for this."
I snorted. "They don't pay you, at all. I took this up to boss man, but if you're in any need for money, I can help you out there."
Her face split into a tired smile. "Thanks, but an old woman like me really has no need for anything."
It was sad that she as so resigned. If I was Donovan's mother, I probably would've given up on him long ago, but then again, I wasn't a mother and I really didn't know the guy, at all.
As we were leaving, I noticed John shooting her a look that made me raise my eyebrows. 'What was that about?"
"Nothing," he said, pushing me into the elevator and straight into a pair of arms.
Where had the kids gone?
"Why, thank you." I felt the chest rumble as he spoke. "What a lovely gift."
He attacked my neck. His hands worked quickly at my top.
"W-Wait!" I gasped, my fingers mussing up his perfectly gelled hair. My body had already submitted to him, while my brain was still trying to catch up to what was happening. "Someone will s-see us!"
"Then it's a good thing I have this, my dear." He stabbed a key into the elevator and it stopped moving. "You kept me waiting far too long. I should just lock you in my room and never let you out."
My eyes fluttered when a long finger slipped into me. "You won't be able to keep me in," I moaned. I had a lot more to say, but not when both of them were grinding against me. How did they expect me to function at all when they were doing this to me?
"I think that is a challenge, do you not agree?" James grinned at John who smirked back at him.
"I believe you're right."
I whimpered, wondering exactly what they were going to do to me.
…
I couldn't move. My body was so sore that it felt as if I was never going to be able to move again. Even with the stupid virus enhancements' I was just a lump of jelly limbs.
"Are you coming in today?" Kaden asked as soon as I managed to reach for my phone and dial him.
I let out a groan. "Sorry, Kaden. I won't be able to make it, today. I'll work from home." After the meeting, I didn't feel as obligated to drop by work, but I knew I should. It wasn't right. Even though I was still doing work away from work, it wasn't the same as going in. Maybe I should talk to him about quitting.
I loved my job, but I wasn't able to put in as much time as I did before. When I blurted my thoughts out, he quickly shut me down. "You do more than anyone else I can hire. Don't do this to me, Madison."
With a sigh I agreed. I couldn't let him down. Even though some of my ideas were less than well received at the meeting, I already had other things planned.
The door opened and I watched John toss his coat to the chair. "What's wrong? Where did you go?"
He sat down on the side of the bed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. 'I just went to take a walk outside."
I didn't believe him, but no matter how I tried to get it out of him, he never said a word about it. Before he could blow up on me, I stopped questioning him and instead, pulled him into a kiss that led him to be as naked as me.
He swore under his breath, sheathing himself fully inside. "Why do you have to do this to me?"
"I… don't know what you're talking about," I pated before letting out a whimper and buckling my hip. "John…" Having these five years of memories hit me at once had been overwhelming. The emotions were still simmering just beneath my skin, threatening to burn me into ashes.
He hummed, stretching his neck at me, undoing my very difficultly sustained self control. My teeth sank into his soft flesh as we moved our bodies in unison.
His blood was like an aphrodisiac that I couldn't get enough of. T he blood bags and even Liz's mixed drinks could never taste as good. Was it because it was live blood or was it because it came from John?
Reluctantly, I let him go, breathing heavily as his head fell tiredly on my chest. This couldn't be good for him. I was afraid that one day, I was going to end up killing him.
"We should stop doing this," I mumbled. "I don't want to keep hurting you."
He glared at me. "If I was hurting, I would tell you."
Of course… I shouldn't doubt him. He was always the one who knew what he wanted and took charge to get it, but lately, he didn't seem to be quite the same. His past suicidal tendencies really made me worry. Alex had really messed with his head.
Thinking about her made me think of the children. "Maybe we should go check on them," I told him.
I wished that the room were closer together. Being several floor apart still made me nervous. And even though Holden no longer asked to see the blonde bitch, he was still staying in the basement because we couldn't trust him sleeping in the same room as Scarlett. I knew that he may still leave with her if she ever showed up asking for him. Maybe I could change our room so that it was beside or at least, on the same floor as the children. There were plenty of rooms available. There had to be a way for all three to be close by.
"You go. I can't move." He was already drifting asleep. He may not know or admit to it, but the blood loss was affecting him. Perhaps if he ate more, it would help.
I leaned down to kiss him before leaving.
The kids were fine. Holden had found himself in Rm 64 with Scarlett. They had a large bowl of half eaten popcorn between them and a movie playing on the old television set.
"Having fun?" I asked, softly closing the door behind me.
They never moved their gazes from the screen as they nodded their heads, popcorn slowly making its way to their mouths.
I chuckled. I t was nice to see them behaving like normal children. I was afraid that they had already been traumatized beyond repair. "No staying up too late, got it? I'll be coming back alter. You guys better have your teeth brushed and changed into your pyjamas, got it?"
They mumbled something back, causing me to shake my head.
Children…
"I don't understand how you can stand those little aliens," he whispered from behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist as I jumped in chock at his sudden entrance.
"What are you doing?!" I hissed. "The children are right there!"
"Then you shall not complain when I steal you away." With that said, he dragged me away. There was really no protest from me as I knew the kids weren't even going to miss me. They were slaves to the TV.
"Where were you today?" I mumbled against his lips as we stumbled and bumped against everything in the halls. MS. Evers was going to kill me if she ever found out. Where was she, anyway?
He thrust his tongue into my mouth, silencing any other questions that had already melted away.
We never made it to his room before he was deep inside me, pounding my body into the old walls. If eared that they were going to give, startling the possible occupants on the other side. This lead to m worrying that at any moment, someone was going to find us in such a compromised state of undress.
By the time we reached the seventh floor, I was holding desperately on to the shreds of my clothing. If anyone saw, I was going to die of embarrassment!
"J-James?!" I gasped, throwing my head back as another orgasm ripped through me.
…
He was furious when he found out that his sealed corridor had been taken down by the fools trying to change his legacy. Didn't they realize what they had done?!
Gritting his teeth, he was left in a foul mood all day. Even his usual mischief did nothing for him. The worst part was that Madi had gone out with John and the brats. He had tried to make her stay with him, but she was still holding what he had said over his head. How long was it going to take before she forgave him? He hated feeling this way!
"What's wr – "
He snatched the bottle of expensive whiskey from the chef and drank straight from the bottle. The smooth amber was accompanied by the burning stare of the tall woman.
"Really, now? That was unnecessary," she scolded.
Those bastards were going to want vengeance. Not only that, if the Countess found out what he had done, she was also going to make his undead existence miserable. Well, she already had her revenge when she got him fuckin' killed!
Yes, he still held a grudge for what she had done to him and he knew that he always would. He could only hope that his firebird would be kinder to him because he had already accepted the fact that she was here to stay. He wasn't willing to ever let her go.
But what if she didn't? What if she wanted to leave him?
Well… it wasn't as if she was ignoring him or determined to make his life – or unlife – Hell. Her playful teases actually made him hard just thinking about it.
He fathered that jerking of fin front of the other patrons in the dining room would be bad form, so he made himself disappear before grabbing his rapidly hardening member.
If he could have her invisible with him, nothing was going to keep him from fucking her all day long in every room at any time of the day. It was exhilarating knowing that there were other people in the room, while they got nasty.
His eyes fluttered closed as he imagined her with him, now. It didn't take long for the fantasy to push him over the edge.
He relieved himself several more times before making his way back to his room where he found a very naked and very exhausted man on his bed.
With a wicked grin, he materialized into Rm 64 where he found her taking to the midgets.
He never liked children. They were too loud, too messy, too much trouble, but he had wanted an heir. He had wanted his blood to survive through the ages and thrive with the hotel. Unfortunately, it seemed as if he had long since lost his chance. There was really no true way for him to regain the rights to his empire.
Stepping forward, he pulled her towards him, reveling in the way that such a simple movement had caused her to jump. Her scent consumed him, washing away the dark, self-deprecating thoughts that always lingered somewhere in his head. They were so irritating.
"Where were you?" she mumbled to him, as if he was the one who had gone off somewhere all day.
Wrinkling his nose, he made sure to teach her otherwise. Eventually, she was going to realize that she was the one who couldn't exist without him and not the other way around.
"Mm… The children…" she mumbled into his shoulder. "Holden needs to go back…"
Cursing, he got out and bribed the devil child down to his casket.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
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Thank you Vivi H88, Brookie Twiling, KilalaInara, kai-baekyun98, guests (Guest, anonymouscsifan) for reviewing!
Vivi H88: Thank you!
Guest: Teehee… John likes Madi a whoooole lot!
Brookie Twiling: HAHA! I never thought about the Sunday thing, but very good point! Oh, the irony… And yes, why should Madi have to deprive herself? She could think of other ways to punish him!
anonymouscsifan: Thank you! I'm glad the trip to your family went well!
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