Cord’s mind reeled at the thought of Amanda’s experience on the race track. To have her experience such life-threatening event was traumatic. However, it even worsened when she mentioned Matteo’s name. If the crash was a natural-occurring event, he would have been accepting of it, but knowing now that it wasn’t, he couldn’t keep the warning bells in his mind from ringing.
Certainly there was more to this story. There always was when it came to witches and mages. He had learned that vital fact while he was still on a rampage in his first years as a dark one.
Witches were the embodiment of beauty and grace. However, they were also lethal. They had a thorn that was ready to puncture through every flesh their opponent had. Mages, on the other hand, were like foxes, sly and opportunistic. They always had a back-up plan and they were like cockroaches, hard to kill.
Exactly just like Matteo.
At the stroke of nine in the morning, Amanda knew Noman was coming. It was visit hours after all.When a knock on her main door sounded, she expected it was him and indeed she was right.“How’s my witch?” Noman asked nonchalantly as he stepped inside the room.Amanda gave him a smile and sat up. She had already told herself not to inform him about her bodyguard. After all, Jonathan was in the balcony, away from view, unless Noman would want fresh air and open the balcony door then that’s it.“Hi, Dom, ” she cheerfully greeted. “I’m doing good. How’s your sleep?”“Great darling. I feel better now, rejuvenated, ” he answered whilst putting a paperbag full of fruits and crackers on a table.“And your papers?”“Almost done.” He turned to meet Amand
“Here’s the list you ask me, ” stated Calvin right after he swooshed himself into the throne room.Cord was already waiting for him there. Once again, he couldn’t keep a shuteye when there were still the issues of vampires escaping the mansion.“Is this complete?” he said, eyeing the white and gray outlines of Calvin through his blindfold.Calvin bobbed his head.“Yes. All residents in the North Wing are listed there. They are categorized as alive, escapee, and deceased after the incident days ago. I summarized it all and found out we have four escapees.”“Four escapees?” Cord parroted.“Yes, but they don’t pose a threat, Cord. These vampires had not ingested any witch blood so they possess no abilities that would hinder their capture.”Cord remained silent, lei
Last night, after Amanda had that horrific dream, she decided to sleep again but found that she couldn’t. Her mind raced, her adrenaline pumped, and her heart doubled its workload at the mere flash of pictures in her mind of that grotesque scene.Fear gripped and chilled her and it was nowhere near detaching itself despite knowing Cord wouldn’t do such a thing. She trusted him. She was certain she was safe with him, but a part of her—that witch part which screamed defense—made her want to keep her eyes open the rest of the night.It was only at the strike of five in the morning when her eyelids drooped and finally, she allowed herself into the world of dreamless sleep again.Cord, after stealing a last glance at her sleeping form, left the room with Jonathan replacing him.“Good morning Ms. O’Malley, ” he greeted when he first saw signs of the woman waking up
It was a sunny morning and the throne hall of the Vitalis Castle had been partially lit by the offending ball of fire. Jerome of course didn’t want to get caught up by the sun’s rays and get fried up, so he moved forward as cautiously as he could to where his master usually sat.Normally, Cord’s shadows would block the sun’s rays out, but now, they didn’t. Or it was that the Master himself didn’t care of the bright light and chose not to block it.Jerome couldn’t ascertain why his Master did so, but he chose to keep the question to himself.“Master Cord, Calvin wishes to talk to you, ” he announced once he was a few feet away from the dais. This part of the throne hall at least had the safety of the shade.Missing a blindfold, Cord opened his eyes and stiffly nodded.“Let him come in.”Jerome d
Amanda released a quick breath of disbelief. Her eyes did a double take at the tickets on her hand and then a smirk appeared on her lips.“Wow, you’re actually coming with me? The Master of Vampires is actually coming with me?”She couldn’t believe what she just heard. They hadn’t gone that far into their relationship, but she was sure he disliked traveling and meeting new people. If he did it so for her, then it was a grand gesture, but still it didn’t fail to amuse her.Cord grinned at her, proud that he was able to elicit exactly the kind of response he expected. He opened his mouth to reply, but then was stopped short when the driver of the limousine buzzed his message through the intercom.“Excuse, Master Cord, Miss Amanda, we have arrived.”Amanda handed him back the tickets.“Hold that for me,&rdquo
“Petting the animal again?” Cord muttered as soon as he saw Amanda with Bagheera.He had half expected her to be inside the bathtub, alone, naked and cleansing herself of the dirt from the hospital.Seeing her now, it seemed she had indeed taken a bath judging from the still wet locks sticking to her neck and the bathrobe she wore, but she wasn’t alone. Apparently, his traitor pet had been quick to ask for her attention.Amanda hummed her agreement without looking at Cord.“Bagheera missed his daily belly rubs so I’m giving it to him now.”She continued petting the animal who lay at her feet, next to the sofa she was sitting.Cord’s teeth clashed. He pulled the blindfold off and dropped it to the floor. The way her cleavage peeked and her breasts pressed up against her thighs, it made him wish what he was seeing wasn&
Jerome knocked on one of the double doors of the study, signifying his arrival along with a female vampire his Master wished to see. It was early in the afternoon that same day. The sun was high in the sky and the air was hot and humid. Not a sign of rain was threatening to pour down.Although Cord knew most of his subjects were inside their dark rooms welcoming a deathlike sleep, he ordered his butler to fetch one that could help him with his...dilemma.Amanda was with Arissa in her old bedroom, busily preparing her luggage for their departure five days from now to New Zealand—to a place where it wasn’t Cord’s comfort zone; to one of the countries where he had once been rampaging and killed more than a dozen witches.Knowing this, he needed treatment asap, or at least to learn more about what was happening with his body, or more like his shadows. He couldn’t forgive himself for the ghastly behavi
The bright morning light filtered through the white curtain inside the Master’s chamber as soon as Arissa opened the casement windows.Amanda, able to get a straight, uninterrupted sleep the entire night, cracked an eye open. She expected that Cord would be next to her, or at least already on his favorite chair delicately observing her like he usually does, but he wasn’t.She cringed, finding it weird. Never had he missed a night since they started their odd relationship. He even ordered her to sleep inside his master chamber instead of her own room so that they’d grow closer. He hadn’t skipped a chance on watching her sleep the whole night through too and for this, it left her asking, why? His absence was indeed an unusual thing.“Good morning, Miss Cait. You’re breakfast is ready, ” informed the maid cheerily, unbeknownst of the pile of confusion inside Amanda’s head.