Chapter 2

Author's Note: Sorry for the long awaited update. This is the original storyline. I plan to rewrite the story completely. Also there were only two chapters, but lots of little tidbits I've written over the years.

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I went to my father later that evening. He was sitting at his desk concentrating on some paperwork. I walked up to his chair and knelt beside it, laying my head on his knee.

"I'm sorry father." He moved his hand and caressed my hair.

"I know my daughter. But you must be more careful. Deacon Frost is trouble, he is destroying our alliances with the humans with these raves and dances. I know that he must have tricked you to get you to kiss him. I want you to stay as far away as possible from him. I will have some of my familiars follow him and make sure that he doesn't try and seek you out."

"That will not be necessary father. I will stay away from him so therefore he will not need to be watched." My father looked at me finally, his eyes questioning but trusting as well.

"All right. I will not have him followed, but at your request not anyone else's."

"Thank you father." We sat there for a few minutes, he tried to continue his work, but his mind was elsewhere.

I stood up and gathered my housecoat together again and tied it in place. I walked to the study door, "Good night father." I kept on walking, "Good night my dearest daughter." By the time I walked back to my room, it was only a half hour to sunrise.

I went to bed nearly immediately after returning to my room. The last thing I saw before my sleep was a pair of piercing crystal blue eyes. I woke up the next night renewed and full of energy. Sitting up in my bed someone knocked at the door.

"Come in."

A familiar/servant came in with a card on a salver for me. I received the card, "Thank you," I said pleasantly. I looked at this card, puzzled at the name on the card written in a silvery ink, "Lee Dragonetti". No one wrote my name that way, Lee was my nickname. I opened the card and found it was an invitation to a party of sorts. I looked the card over searching for the host's name but there was on. I was intrigued as to who had sent the invite and why. I was never invited to parties only meetings.

Eventually I shrugged it off and began to get ready. I showered, washed my hair and while I dried off I polished my nails and chose what I was going to wear. After my hair was dried I dressed myself in a black spaghetti strapped camisole and an above the knee black skirt, a deep royal purple button down shirt with one button done up. I wore my black jacket and my black 2 inch Mary Jane's as well as my family ring. It was a small white gold band with a single sapphire encrusted into the ring. My father gave it to me when I was 15yrs old and I never let it leave my finger except for showers and swimming. I curled my long dark brown hair into ringlets and looked into the mirror for approval. I looked stunning, as I was later told. But I was missing something, I grabbed a silver coloured necklace with a small teardrop purple stone dangling there.

I stepped outside of the manor and found a black BMW waiting. The driver opened the door

"Miss Dragonetti, the party's host has arranged a means of transportation for you."

I looked at the car and driver then walked towards the car and slid in to the backseat. Looking outside the window I saw the city's lights and the sky above darkening, making the whole city come alive. Finally we came to a halt outside of a small nightclub. The driver came and opened my door for me. I asked where I could possibly be, but somehow I knew the answer.

"Thank You" I said to the driver and walked to the front door, where the doorman asked for my invitation. I produced the invitation from my jacket. "Miss Dragonetti, Brian here will escort you to your table." I nodded in appreciation. I let Brian lead me to a table in the back, which was dimly lit to human eyes at least.

"May I bring you anything to drink Miss Dragonetti?"

"Just a cola will be fine."

"Are you sure that I could not interest you in a glass of our house red wine?" "No thank you not tonight, I've had my fill of wine."

"Yes Miss."

He went and brought back my glass of cola. The entire club was full of people both business type and the more questionable types. Humans and vampires. Purebloods and turned vampires all in the same room. The music was a soft techno beat playing in the background. I was not really enjoying myself of course that was also due to the fact that anyone who would try to come towards my table would immediately walk away looking spooked. Was I emitting some signal that said back away or maybe it was the two larger bouncers who were sitting at a table in front of the partition that blocked me from the club. I decided this was not my thing and so I would finish my cola and then go home.

That was when something happened. I could feel it, a ripple in the atmosphere of the room. Someone with a powerful aura. I stayed where I was and waited to quietly leave. Truthfully, I was uninterested in the party and it's guests now. I looked in front of me and I saw him. Deacon walked towards me unaware of the guests who were trying to stop him to talk. He just continued forward, towards me. I sat there an immortal deer in the headlights. He walked right past the bouncers, they didn't try to stop him but they forced the guests back to the club. He stood across from me "May I sit down?" He seated himself

"Are you having fun?"

"Ah yes, this party is a complete and total-"

"Bore. This isn't the party, this is just the preliminaries to weed out those who are not welcome. Those select few who are welcome are transported to the main event, the real party."

"I see. Well you won't have to tell me that I am not welcome. I've already chosen to go home and finish up some business I have."

"I don't think you should go. I would love it if you would grace my party with your presence." He looked at me, those crystal blue eyes seducing me into submission. I smiled.

"What is the present for going to your party with my presence?"

"You would receive my company. Is that enough or shall I offer you cars, money or blood?"

"I do not want to or need any of those. I have easy access to all of those, but I suppose I could do with your company."

I smiled softly at him, his eyes seemed to brighten at my acceptance. He put out his hand. "Let us be off milady." I took his hand, he gently kissed my knuckles and lead me out of the club to another black BMW. We got in and he sat beside me, his hands never wandered. He kept a hold of the hand that I had offered him. We arrived at a warehouse nearly on the other side of the city.