CHAPTER 3
It was 6 am in the morning. Blake was busy sipping his coffee as he walked towards the garden when he heard a giggling voice from behind him, and there he saw Claire and Evangeline outside, seating on the seat bank, putting their heads down the flowers, smelling and loving the fragrance coming through the flowers.
“They look like best friends,’’ he whispered and he couldn’t take off of his eyes on them. No matter how much he tried to look away he ended up stealing gazes at them until it no longer a quick look but a long stare.
He saw Claire comb Evangeline’s hair and freaked out the moment he remembered about her tattoo, so he immediately jumped on his feet towards them but he was too late, Claire was already braiding her hair and he was halfway near them.
Claire's eyes looked at him in horror when she saw him running in a hurry towards them, his face was red, gasping as if he has just seen a ghost.
“Sir, Blake… what’s the matter, did something happen?’’ Claire asked as he lifted her eyes at his face. Blake gasped another air and awkwardly looked at them, even Evangeline looked at her, confused.
He cleared his throat as he gulped, “Hmmm…It’s just…’’ his voice was cracked and couldn’t let out words due to panic, especially that he saw Claire’s hand was still on her hair. He was worried that Claire would see her tattoo and began to get frightened.
“Sir, are you okay?’’ Claire repeated when suddenly the flower in Evangeline’s hands fell on the ground and she immediately picked it, Blake took that chance and got surprised when she saw her tattoo was not shining as it was before, it was looked like a normal tattoo.
His eyes were still on Evangeline’s, he started to get more confused. “Why isn’t shining this time...’’
“Sir?’’ Claire repeated, feeling worried at his boss’ facial expression, she knew something was bothering him.
He glanced at Claire and seriously said, “I’m fine, can you leave me alone with her,’’ he requested and Claire nodded her head as he left them alone and went inside the house.
Blake immediately went near Evangeline and sat beside her. He was about to talk when she stretched her hands and gave him the flower.
He was silent in seconds but later on, he smiled, “You want me to have this?’’ he asked and Evangeline’s nodded her head immediately and for the first time, he saw her smiled at him.
He chuckled and got the flower from her hands, “So, you can actually understand my words, isn’t it?’’ he asked and she nodded her head again, made him comfortable with her.
He stared at her green eyes and got distracted, he wasn’t sure if it really did shine or it was only his imagination, and then he remembered the tattoo. “How could I forget it that instant,’’ he whispered and about to hold her shoulders and turned her around but he stopped and put down his hands before he could touch her.
He took a deep breath and examined her face for a while, “You can understand me, right?’’ he asked and she nodded her head and smiled at him.
Blake sighed in relief, “Okay, I don’t want to be rude and just turn you around, can you show your back to me?’’ he said nicely to her, she then smiled and turned around.
He stood up as he looked at her tattoo, “What the hell is really going on with your tattoo,’’ he murmured in surprise as she told her that she could face him, already. The tattoo was shining again when it was not like it a few minutes ago. He wasn’t convinced that it was shining again and asked her to face her back again to him, and as expected…it was still shining… he stepped back out of frustration then notice that the light was gone… His eyebrows met as he massaged his forehead. He couldn’t think clearly, so he went near her just to notice that it shone again.
“What the heck.’’ he cursed and sipped his coffee… Then it took him seconds before he realized what might be happening, he stepped back and forth.
“It’s shining when I’m near her,’’ he whispered.
“You can turn around now,’’ he said to her and their eyes locked.
He examined her face first before asking, “Do you know that your tattoo is shining when I’m near you?’’ he asked and she shook his head.
“Are you sure?’’ he was making sure she was telling the truth and he was convinced when she nodded her head and saw that her eyes were certainly telling him the truth.
Blake kept staring at her, couldn’t believe what he just found out, he was curious about her tattoo, the fact that he somehow felt she was connected to the girl, but the main question was what and why? He tried to think if he saw her before from the past hundred years or more but he could still remember everything and he knew he never once met her. “Then why?’’ he whispered and glanced at her again, she was smiling at him like a little kid staring at their parents.
“We’re not safe around people,” he whispered. “I must go.’’ he added and headed inside the house and gathered all his maids and the others…
“What! Are gone insane?’’ Pocco and Shiera yelled in monotone when they found out that he eliminated all of his maids and others inside his house.
“What are you up to, Blake, what suddenly made you fired all your maids and the others, even your driver?’’ Pocco’s expression was hard to explain, he was confused, curious and he even thought that he’s friend was totally lose his brain cells.
Blake massaged his forehead in frustration. He didn’t know how did they find out what he did. He never wanted to do it as well, the maids even thought they had done something wrong by his sudden decisions. But in order to protect what’s with him and the woman, he needed to keep them away before they notice her tattoo, it was easy for him to stay back when they were around her, but who could tell, accidents might happen even inside the house, it’s better to take good care of the woman alone by him, although he hated it, he doesn’t like babysitting, but it was the best he got.
Pocco’s mind was aching believing that his thoughts about his friend having an interest in that girl were indeed the fact. He couldn’t restrain himself from thinking how far was Blake went to desire of having her all by himself with no one else around.
“This is harassment, a poor innocent woman who couldn’t tell to anyone what a man is doing to her…’’ he whispered but remember Blake’s senses were extraordinary.
His jaws clenched and slapped Pocco’s back wanting to just throw him away.
“What are you murmuring there. No one is harassing somebody… Pocco I think you should go clean your mind, I can give you one drum of bleach if you want to make that green brain of yours turned to white as clouds…’’ he whispered to him before leaving them to run away to their questions, and Shiera couldn’t help herself but laugh at Pocco’s red face and ears. He was left like a statue, trying to realize what just happened, how did he overhear his words when it was too impossible to be heard.
CHAPTER 4 At the time that Blake got home, he heard a sudden banging from the inside. He hurried to pull out his keys and opened the door just to found out darkness was eaten the whole room. “Why the hell the lights are off!’’ he said and his feet could feel something on the floor. He senses something unusual was happening. He switched on the lights and what popped out before his eyes was a mess, a mess you wouldn’t dare to imagine. The place was flooded by water and things were scattered on the ground. “What’s going on here?’’ he spoke to one’s mind and breathed heavily as he slowly entered the place, he thought that someone may be broke in, he was worried that something happened to the woman but he should be careful, the breakers might still be inside, then moment later he heard another bang from the kitchen. He tiptoed inside and saw the place was dark, when he roamed around, his eyes caught the only light lighting the place, and there he saw the woman in front of
CHAPTER 5 Veronica was busy cleaning her up while Blake did all the cleaning of the house. With his incredible speed, he could put back the way the things to where they were before in just a few minutes. Veronica went down the stairs, giggling which caught his attention… “Why are you laughing?’’ his husky voice asked as he looked in their directions, they were walking down the stairs. Veronica scanned his face, “Why are your woman’s clothes being all look like a doll dress?’ she smirked and chuckled escaped from Blake’s lungs the moment he looked at Evangeline. Clearing his throat, trying not to smile, “It was the previous maids’ fault… they treated her like a doll. Plus…” he looked at Veronica in a glare like a blade, sharped and fearless… He sighed and continues, “Take note, Veronica, she’s NOT… NOT my woman, as I told you I’m only interested about what she was,’’ he answered. “Well, couldn’t blame them, she really l
Flying down like a thunderstorm, which was impossible for an ordinary person to see him coming, Abu got in the entrance."Kram, it's been days yet we never heard about, Evangeline," Abu asked as he entered the Castle and walked too fast towards the Archangel immediately, and all the butterflies around him stayed near him, and looked afraid.Kram was busy and then frowned when he heard and saw Abu. He sighed and told the Guardians of the Castle to left him alone with Abu... The Guardians then nodded their heads and bowed down before leaving them.As Kram faced Abu, he responded to his question, "It's not yet too, late, Abu. There is still time, I know she can do it..." he explained yet Abu looked at the Archangel with despondency in his eyes."But what if she will only remember her duty after one hundred days?... Archangel, I know that you know already what I meant... are you not worried that she can not go back here? You won't even touch her before she di
Chapter 7"Stomach in, chin up, and walk straight as feminine as you could," Veronica kept saying as she held a ruler and pointed it on her stomach as she kept demonstrating to her what to do. But then Emerald only stare at her like a child who was confused about what she was doing but after a period of time and patience, Veronica managed to let her imitate her movements."Good girl, that's what I like..." Veronica drew a wide smile as she inspected Emerald who was slowly imitating her; following her composure and fierce."Chin up," she said in a low voice as she placed the ruler below Emerald's chin."Walk... and smile..." she stretched her hands to gave Emerald a space to walk forward."Wait!" she stopped her from walking and put a book above her head and the same with her. She tried to explain to her as best as she could to understand that she should not let the book fell on the ground without holding it. It was hard especially
CHAPTER 8 Emerald was astounded identical to Blake's reaction as he realized what he did. His eyes looked down in remorse, while Emerald kept her eyes on him. Emerald began to felt troubled by how her heart reacted, how it pounded and what her mind was thinking but couldn't let out words to ask. Blake took a deep sigh and glanced back at her, "I must be crazy... You better get rest, Emerald," he said and lead her to her room. As Emerald watched him close the door, she was still bothered by the feeling she has inside. It was love but due to her condition, she couldn't understand the emotions she has at the moment. Playing the scenes inside her head, she felt joy and somehow an embarrassment. The next day, the moment she got out of her door, Blake was as well just came out his door and they were inches away from each other. Blake looked away immediately, too obvious that he felt uncomfortable yet Emerald just looked at him, tryi
Chapter 9Sheira was smiling broadly as she flipped open her face powder, looking at its mini mirror she smirked, "I'm gonna make you mine, Blake," she murmured making the people around her think she was gone crazy, whispering all alone by herself as she waited for Blake to come. She put on red lipstick, extremely red as blood making sure she looked hot and alluring.As the time flies, Sheira began to become impatient, she texted Blake earlier the name of the restaurant where they should meet after going home early to prepare for the date, but he was still not there."He won't break his promise, doesn't he?" she said."Sorry, I'm late..." the voice said behind her and she immediately smirked devilishly and seductively turned around to him just to found out it was not Blake but Pocco."The heck, Pocco? What are you doing here?" she grumbled.Pocco was stun
Chapter 10 It’s been almost three months since Blake took Emerald to his home. It’s also been months since he spent almost all of his time teaching her how to walk properly with sandals, scolder her, hitting her hands when she doesn’t use the fork and spoon properly. And with great effort, she learned and acted like a woman, his time and effort didn’t go in vain, even Veronica help him sometimes, she helped Emerald to learn to clean and dress herself on her own. But one thing was still the same, she could only say one word, her name, Emerald. But it seemed doesn’t matter to him, the more they spent time together, the more he felt more likely alive, plus the day he met her, his mind was at ease, his body wasn’t craving human's blood since that day. And his heart was always in excitement. Every laugh and smiles she gave him tickled his heart, in a way he didn’t even imagine, he couldn’t explain the happiness he felt around her. He wanted to keep
Chapter 11Emerald was all alone inside the house, making sure she won’t do anything as what Blake told him. She was wandering around when she felt strange, she could feel that someone was watching her, and the moment she faced behind her, she shuddered to see a man with wings appeared right in front of her.She stepped back and looked at him in horror, she felt strange and afraid, but he was somehow familiar to her. She stared at him up close and felt comfortable to see him.“Evangeline…’’ Zanea a soft and worried voice escape from his mouth as he stared at her eyes and glanced down at her overall appearance. He missed her so much that he almost teared up and wanted to lock her in between his arms...Evangeline was not acting on her usual self, she looked confused, and then he sighed... he called her name as he decided to show her the mirror of past that Abu let him borrow. Evangel