Hey guys thanks for reviewing. Right I have a presentation and two more essays to do :( And I think my first year at uni is over! How time flies. Anyway, I think after May 16th I can start rolling on the chapters I think, till I go on holiday anyway ha.
Please review, I would like to reach about 341 - 350. That would be great. The next chapter will be go back to Oliver, Jazz and Frankie.
Also let me know what you think of Paul Rayburn, I thought I would develop his character a bit more than Melissa did, I mean we hardly saw much of the nephilim. I personally have a huge dislike for the name Paul, hence me referring him to the name Rayburn haha. But yes do let me know what you think about how I have portrayed Rayburn.
Liv
(Chapter 51)
(Deming's POV)
It is New Year's Eve, and I am stuck working, and not even out on Time Square, nope I am stuck in the office. Instead of doing my venator job, which is hunting for nephilims, I am doing the job red bloods see as my job, international news reporter Deming Chen. International news reporter? I should be abroad, not stuck in the office, doing the late news. Sitting behind a stupid desk, because the ruddy red blood who was supposed to do it, is of sick. Yeah sure she is off sick, bet she is out there celebrating or something stupid. It's a new year no big deal, urgh, red blood sometimes. They again I have been living for thousands and thousands of years, and I still haven't gained forgiveness, I still haven't been blessed with love, so forgive me for my bitterness.
Even the one only other person I thought was in a worse case scenario then I am, has their love back. Yup Taylor Bennett is back, oh such a fairytale reunion, to the red bloods anyway. Here in America they are seen as British Royalty, thought they aren't really. Well they are 'related' to the royal family. Distantly anyway. I remember all the big hype a few years ago, with the royal wedding of Kate Middleton and Prince William. This is what everyone is doing over here, the reunion, of America's elite couple, though they are nothing like a picture perfect family. Chace has been a right rat, and I've told Avery that her son is a brat, she did not take it very lightly. What can I say I was just stating the truth, though the way he is acting is rather fishy, sure I know he was always a clingy child, though he doesn't like getting told off by his mother and now, he is asking to be yelled at. I mean the way he is acting. Basically that child needs a slap. Ok nothing like full blown whack across the face sort of thing, I was speaking metaphorically not literally. But yes Chace, needs a slap back into reality, to stop being a brat and accepted that his father is back and not trying to take his family from him.
Residing into my office, I pulled up my very own personal laptop, I didn't use the companies computers, I always used my very own, urm, yes I can be quite difficult to work with. Instead of doing my nephilim researching...I was more like stalking...Facebook stalking. Honestly since my encounter with Rayburn...the first and the second time, I don't know I have been stalking him like a hawk, well actually I am currently on his 'friend's' page, Verity James aged twenty six, also mutual friends with Avery Smith and Taylor Bennett. She attended Chelsea Preparatory school For Girls in London with Avery. God is she pretty, she was with Rayburn at Avery and Taylor's Christmas Party, and I felt a little jealous, I don't even know why! It is not like I like Rayburn! I mean sure he is somewhat attractive, but no. Sure he is totally my type, blue eyes and dark hair. No. That Verity, is really pretty she looked absolutely stunning at the party in that gorgeous emerald dress, that matched her eyes. Though when she stood next to Avery, she has nothing against the Regent. Avery is by far the more beautiful one. What I get from Verity, is that she knows she is beautiful and she uses her beauty to get what she wants. Bitch.
Just then my door to my private office opened, and speaking of the devil there stood Paul Rayburn, looking very hot, he was wearing a white shirt, where you could see his abs, his strong arms...drool. No not drooling. The white shirt was tucked into rather expensive looking work trousers...ok he looked good. I quickly closed my laptop and stood and smoothed down my dress.
"Urm, are you human? You do know how to knock right?"
"Why? What have you got to hide?"
" Nothing."
"You're lying, was you watching something a little dirty? Darling if you need pleasure just ask."
"Erk, I'm not you. What do you want Rayburn?"
"I brought you a little dinner."
Dinner? He brought me dinner? Oh god he is still trying to get me to go on a date with him? He has been pestering since I refused him at the bar.
"Dinner?"
"Don't look at me like that, it's not poison I promise you that."
I looked down at the takeaway bag in his hand, Fernando's Italian Food. Takeaway Italian? Not really romantic at all.
"I'm not hungry."
"Oh sure you are not."
I watched as he kicked my door shut, and made his way to the sofa and he placed the take out onto the rather clean coffee table.
"Come on Chen the food is going to get cold."
Taking a deep sign, I made my way over to spare seat next Rayburn, I watched as he unpacked a caesar salad, with fresh garlic bread and the two portions of classic spaghetti Bolognese. I absolutely love Italian, growing up eating rice everyday bores the hell out of you. How did he know to get Italian?
"Chen, you work too much."
"Hardly, I just had to cover for Gisele."
"What the constantly skiving bitch? She is one lazy cow you know."
"Oh I know."
Rayburn smiled at me, it was such a dazzling smile, I almost fell for it, snapping out of my slight daze I grabbed the container he was holding out for me. I started to eat in silence, my gaze deep in my container of spagbol. I didn't realise I was eating at an inhuman speed until Rayburn said so himself.
"Woah! Slow down tiger, you are going to choke. God you must be hungry."
No sooner did he say that, I found myself coughing hysterically. And I am a blue blood! A blue blood choking on a bit of spaghetti! Soon I found Rayburn slapping my back. Once my coughing had died down he handed me a bottled water.
"Chen you alright?"
"Yeah thanks."
"You are a right workaholic you know that Chen."
"Yes I know, you say it every time you see me."
"Well it is true. You need to relax let loose, like you did at the party, you let your hair down, and you sweetheart looked a million dollars."
"It's a party, obviously I am going to let loose, plus Taylor returned it was an occasion to be happy about."
"You looked cute in your little cocktail dress. If you dress more like that you'll pull some men."
"Well I don't need to pull any men right now. I don't need a man in my life."
"Are you a lesbian?"
"What?"
"What, just checking, you are a hot single female, and you don't need a man in your life so are you a lesbo?"
"Urm no I am not. That is absolutely rude you know that. You can't just go up to someone you don't know and ask them about their sexuality."
"But doll face I do know you. Plus I was only checking, whether it was worth me chasing you."
What Rayburn is trying to chase me? Whatever for? Isn't this what I wanted? For someone to chase me? To woo me? While I played hard to get? But him really? The sex mad sports correspondent? Not him, I won't let him in my pants that easily. No way, I was so lost in my thoughts I didn't realise that he had moved from the sofa.
"Ah so you've been Facebook stalking."
"What?"
Looking up I saw Rayburn, by my laptop, scrolling through the pages of my laptop, thank god I hadn't put up my private venator documents. Moving over to my desk at the speed of light I slammed the laptop shut, hurting his fingers at the processes.
"How dare you go through my personal belongs."
"How dare you hurt me."
"Oh shut up Rayburn, the reason why you are not in a stable relationship is because you are a womanizer and don't care about anyone around you. You don't take in considerations of other people's feelings you, you go through people's things as if it's your own. You are the most selfish, most arrogant man I have ever met...You will..."
I never got to finish my sentences as I felt him wrap his arms around my waist and crush his lips against mine. Funny enough I kissed him back, letting him worm his tongue into my mouth. When it hit me that I was kissing him Paul Rayburn, the womanizing sports reporter, I pulled away immediately, pushing him away from me.
"Aww doll face why did you stop, I was enjoying myself."
"Don't you ever do that again...or I will hit you."
"Do what darling?"
"Kiss me."
"Oh you know you wanted it, you know you want me. That's why you was Facebook Stalking me and my sister."
Sister? What? Wait...Verity James is his sister, no way they don't look alike she is what two years older. Plus her surname is James not Rayburn.
"Sister?"
"Yeah, the blonde I was with at the party, you was jealous that I was with her. Hence the stalking. And yes I know we don't look alike she is my step sister."
"I was most certainly not jealous! I was merely curious."
"Sure you where darling, that's why you kissed me back."
"Well you totally caught me off guard, plus I could hardly pull myself away from your grasp."
"Not that you tried."
I watched as he moved closer, leaning in to his kiss me again, I quickly rested my hand against his chest, damn I wanted to kiss him, but I didn't want to let him know, how much he is already affecting me. I gave him a harder shove, pushing him further away from me. I didn't want to be too close to him, or I'll be tempted to kiss him. And I most certainly did not want him knowing that...I wanted him.
"Oh come on doll face."
"Don't you doll face me. I am not one of those girls you can woo and screw and then dump in the bin the next day."
"Darling, who said I wanted to just screw you?"
"Oh please, you are the type of guy who just screws anything with a short skirt and long legs."
Somehow, he had moved closer to me, wrapping his arms tightly round my waist, as a blue blood I can't even get out of his grasps. His lips just touching my right ear as he whispered softly.
"Short skirts and long legs are not quite my thing, I like my girls, petite, cute and Asian. I want you Deming."
When he whispered my name it sent shivers down my spine, this is what I wanted, a man to love me, to hold me, to want me. But I don't want it like this, I don't want it to be just a physical attraction. This what I feel for him, for that wretched Rayburn. I am just physically attracted to him that's all...ok well I like his deep, dark sexy voice, but still. I am a girl who is a closest chick flick lover. I am not the strong girl, that I like to portray, I am a delicate flower, a naive flower, who is longing to be picked, to be chosen, to be loved.
Untangling myself from his grasps, I back away from him.
"Well I don't want you. You are not the type of man I would fall for."
"Oh really? I know you can feel the chemistry between us, the ecstasy when we kiss."
"I feel nothing, nothing when I am with you...I can't help but see what a complete ass you are. And I cannot understand why any woman would fall for your lies."
"Who says I lie? I just show them a good time and I am off."
"No one woman, would ever want that. No one wants a one night stand. You don't understand women at all. Women, want to be chased, wooed, loved. Not screwed and tossed away. You change women like the amount of times an average person changes their Facebook status."
"You don't know me at all Chen, maybe I just want to chase you, maybe I just want to woo you and maybe...just maybe I'll fall in love with you."
Part of me started to believe him, his words started to melt deep inside my heart, yet part of me knew it was a box full of lies, a box once opened will causes total disaster, just like Pandora's box. Complete disaster to my heart.
"Is that what you do? You lie your way to get any woman in your bed? You are such a prick!"
"Who says I am lying? What if everything I am saying is the truth?"
"Nothing you say will be the truth, I will never believe you, falling for you will be like opening a can of worms."
"Did you know you can be one bitch, have you ever even considered my feelings? Yes maybe just maybe I have screwed over a few too many women in the past, but it doesn't mean I am heartless. I may look like I am a hunk of meat that doesn't get affected by what others say, but I do."
"What? So you claim to want me and now you are calling me a female dog? Yeah sure, now it just makes whatever else you say a load of crap! I've had enough of this! Just get out of my office!"
"What you afraid that you are feeling something between us too?"
"Get out Rayburn!"
"Chen..."
"GET OUT!"
I watched as he made his way to the table and grabbing his half eaten food and his bag, before heading towards the door. Just as he opened the door, he turned back to look at me, his blue eyes meeting my brown.
"And for your information, At the bottom of the Pandora's box, there was hope."
"What?"
I suddenly froze at his comment...did he read my mind? It couldn't be possible, he is a red blood, pure red blood. Right?
"When you referred to falling for me will be opening a can of worms, I thought you was referring to Pandora's box...I am not all trouble, there is also hope, remember that Deming."
Then he left, shutting the door behind him. Leaving me staring at the door, long after he was gone. Rayburn wants me? It can't be possible...I mean, I am not exactly tall, hello I am Chinese...and I know when I am with Avery or Schuyler...or even Mimi...I hold nothing against them, even if I am a blue blood...god...now I have gotten all insecure, I know as a blue blood you are blessed with well angelic beauty...I always knew I looked nice, but never thought of it as beautiful, or anything worth getting a second glance...hence why I have been single, why I never met my one true love up in the heavens, why I will never meet him.
(Paul Rayburn's POV)
I've been 'accidentally' on purpose, been trying to run into Deming Chen since I have been assigned by the Countess. I am normally a man full of charms, I can make any girl weak at the knees, just by sending my signature smile, or by my voice. Actually the company's sports rating has gone up because I am the hot sports correspondent. Yet that wretched blue blood Deming Chen, well has really been hard to woo. Then again I have never wooed a blue blood before.
Well I have successfully made her jealous, I know she wants me, she likes the bad boy side about me, any girls secretly craves the bad boy, seriously who falls for the goody two shoes? Well unless you are the New York Regent, and falls for the world's gentle giant, though of course you never should under estimate the Angel of Time. He does have his moments. It's the quiet ones you have to watch.
After the petite Asian started to go into her own little daze I took the opportunity to nose around on her Apple Mac. Just to see if I could see any important venator documents. I found nothing, well not quite nothing, she was Facebook stalking my sister. Well step sister, Verity James. And Deming nosing around my sister well is frankly not good, well it is good in the way that she is curious and jealous of the beautiful blonde at my arm, at the Christmas party. But I cannot have her following Verity, it may blow her cover, I mean she is trying to tear the Regent's family apart from within. I need Deming distracted I want her focus on me, and only me. I have managed to catch her interest only just.
Grabbing her for a kiss, after our lips touched, our first touched, it was like fire. An experience I've never felt before. I have kissed many women before, some have been great, others well down right bad. But with Deming, it was like nothing I have ever felt before, she wasn't the first blue blood I've kissed...I was sent to kiss a certain blue blood...to well poison her. My lips where indeed coated in poison. But yes a blue blood...it was an alright kiss...I've kissed many nephilims, the kiss with Verity was not nice, I really only see her as my sister. I enjoy kissing Frankie, but dare I say it kissing Deming is better than kissing Frankie, who is another sister of mine, yet I am quick attracted to her, well what can I say she is great in bed and well great minds think alike.
Deming, well she is different, she is fresh...and after that kiss it made me hungry for more, made me want her more than ever. It was as if I did no longer wanted her to distracted her...I want her in my arms, I want to feel her naked body against mine...god I am physically attracted to the venator.
Yet her insults hurt, just a little. Is that how everyone sees me? Hell of course I knew people saw me as that, but I never cared about it. But I guess no has ever dared to scream that into my face, no no one, well not until I meant this Chinese girl, at times she makes me want to rip her clothes off her and screw the hell out of her, but then at times I want to pick her up by the neck and drop her off a cliff, she has one potty mouth. Ok well not potty, it's honest and blunt, perhaps a little too blunt. Well she New York's most notorious and most feisty venator, and I thought Martin was bad, well Deming is worse, she and Dehua put together spells out trouble. Though Dehua is the lesser of two evils.
After our rather heavy argument in her office, I was left infuritated, I wanted to wring someone's neck, I almost rang the neck of the poor girl who walked past me, but she was saved by the bell, well more like a phone. As I was about to lunge forward for the innocent coffee girl, my phone wrung. I roared hello, scaring the red blood so much she chucked coffee down herself. I quickly made my way out of the office and into the streets, at the speed of light.
"Well someone is in a bad mood."
"What is it you want Frankie?"
"Baby, I know exactly what you want. Come and de-stress at mine."
"Frankie I am not in the mood."
"Oh sure you are not baby, you know you want too, you want me...well my body anyway, since you still have unsuccessfully seduced the venator."
"I am working on it, she is one egg that is a lot harder to crack."
"Well you found it easy to crack Sariel."
"Yes well, Sariel...was lonely, she wanted Elias, and I gave her what she thought she wanted."
"Yes, but then the real Elias had to show up and ruin your plans, good thing you got away. Elias was too worried about his poisoned twin then to run after you. Why has the Countess not asked you to try to kill Sariel?"
"Well one she met Elias in her sunset years, which would have made in rather hard to convince her that I am her twin, plus...she wants to take advantage of the twins. Anyway enough about the blasted past, I'll be over in five."
"Oh so now you are coming over?"
I could almost see Frankie smirk at the other end of the line, I didn't bother replying to her and hung up on her and quickly checked that I was not being followed and made my way over to Frankie's apartment, down by Lincoln Center. She still lives down by the performing arts school she once attended. Once I arrived and knocked on the door, Frankie was at the door soon after, wearing one of my shirts, that barely covered her bottom, she sent me a seductive smile, but I did bother responding, I pushed my way into her apartment and slammed the door shut, turning her round I shoved her against the door and sent her a passionate kiss. Kissing her, now...wasn't the same, not like how I kissed Deming. I knew I felt something when I was with Frankie, a physical attraction, Frankie and I connected together, I know she sees some of her beloved Antonio in me, I have never fallen in love with someone, it doesn't happen for people like me, well it shouldn't anyway, we are the children of the devil, our heart is black, cold, stone cold. My sisters have been heart broken many of times. I don't have the heart to love someone, though my words say other wise. As if I can ever love Deming, I said it just to lure her into my arms, though she saw through me, she sees all my lies. She knew everything that comes out of my mouth is a box of lies. Yet as I kissed Frankie, as I touched her, made love to her, I couldn't help but think about having Deming in my arms, sending soft kisses down her body, I wouldn't treat her like I treat the other girls, I'll be soft and gentle with her, Deming acts all tough, but I know deep down she is really a delicate flower. If I am going to try and 'woo' her, I need to work a little harder, prove to her I am not the man she thinks I am...though really I am your classic womanizer...I need to change, change so that I can twist Deming under my little finger, make her fall in love with me, so that my people, can take down the New York Coven for good.
