Gaius Spencer and his Vampire's Minute Lifeline

And all I could think of is to get into the toilet room as soon as possible when I could feel the violet long curve lines that were scattered throughout my face because of the blood. I turned the faucet on and drink water as much as my stomach could carry to remove the fishy taste of the blood from my system. After a few minutes of drinking water, I heaved a sigh of relief when the color of my face returned to its normal pale after a few seconds of getting wet. "What happened earlier must not happen again," I uttered to myself. "Part of me wanted to kill her." then, I headed out of the toilet room and went back to the exit to sincerely apologize to her or at least offer her a treat. Unfortunately, she was already nowhere to be found aside from the phone that I just stepped on. Good thing it did not crack or get broken. Her face was displayed on the screen when the light switched on. "Is everything all right, Gaius?" Monbert asked me again. Before I coul

While holding onto that thought, I could not help myself but burst out my laughter. I mean, who could not be? Dad is telling me something unimaginable. Something that can only be seen on TV or any kind of streaming app. Do you know what makes him even look more ridiculous? Dad, I believe, is not the kind of man who loves watching movies and series of those kinds of stories. He is more particularly a business-minded type of person who loves and praises money, and of course, there is my mom and me. Other than that, nada. "Don't give me that kind of look, Cece." dad insisted. "that is why you have to stay away from him. Because if I saw that man even ten meters away from you, regardless of what approach first, I'm gonna rip his bones and pull his heart. And you know who I am when I got furious. Do you understand?" Dad indeed was the worst among other fathers that I know of. He may be protective of me and mom but it was too much to the point that he once killed a mid

Gaius POV "So, what now?" Monbert asked me after patching Cecelia's deep wounds before he slides into my spot in the corner. He securely cleaned and removed every trace of her blood from the coffin to make sure my nose could sniff nothing. Yet here I am helplessly staring at my wrist when it glimmered. My lifeline has been deducted by two days after killing Marcos and his cousin. And the fact that it took me a few days to save 48 hours of my lifeline, I started to regret I let my thirst for blood precede the sole purpose of the Cursed System. "The damage has been done, Monbert." could not help but eject the cold air of regrets out of my nose and mouth. "I have to find the solution to my case as soon as possible. Alone and before everything I worked for go to waste." "Do you need to borrow lifeline from us?" Monbert humbly offered. He even extended his wrist to me without any signs of hesitation. "I can lend you at least two hours." "No, I can't lend

"I'll take it." before Celcelia's mom could say a word, I snatched the briefcase from her hands, close it, then smiled at them. "I hope this gonna be the last time our paths cross. Thank you so much, for this, Madam Mayor." Afterward, I hail a cab heading back to the bunker. I cannot transform myself into a bat when the sun was already up. Bats are more sensitive to the sun than the moon. But I haven't tried shifting into a bat beyond six in the morning though. I wanted to at least try for once but I am worried my bats might get burned from the rays of the sun. Even if I have a daylight ring that protects my vampire from the heat of the sun, it is still not an assurance since my body will be divided into pieces when I shift into tiny bats. On my way to the bunker, my brain could not help but wonder about Cecelia. Although I already agreed not to see her again, I could not help my brain from reminiscing about the short period we shared. Let alone the mystery

Then, he opens the briefcase to take a look at what he can find inside. His glimmering eyes and jaws being open wide only prove that he just hit the jackpot. Who could not be? I patiently counted all the money that I saved for almost eighty years including the ten million dollars Madam Mayor gave me. Overall, the money in the two briefcases totaled forty-eight million dollars. Even with the two of them, the robbers could leave already. But I think they are up for something bigger. A bank always has money reserved in its vaults. "Who could have thought we could meet someone as rich as you, young man," he added before he ordered me to drop my knees on the floor. Then, he continued asking for the rest of the customers. Speaking of the customers, there were around fifteen of them including us. Mathematically, if I manage to save all of them, I could have at least fifteen more hours increase to my lifeline. Let alone the bank employees. Not bad when my vampire ba