It's been two days since Darby wasn't himself anymore. It was pouring down in the city, most of the business centres and shopping malls, restaurants and all the parks were being closed due to the heavy pour down.
Xandra did not leave the house for a moment... she had been watching the non-stop calls of Darby Rothschilds but all got ignored.
With Katrina by her side as the financial supporter, she had no urge to go back to the Rothschilds Corporations to do her job.
Her life was so ordinary before the gala night, but after that, she is living in her fairytale.
She has seen witches, vampires and magic which was all the ancient time sayings.
She still remembers his sharp fangs and vampiric eyes... he was a whole different person.
Not the arrogant Darby Rothschilds, the human... but an aggressive bloodsucking creature.
How can he hide such a big thing in his office and pretended to be a human all this time?
Didn't he ever get cravi
"Now, how do we get rid of this Althea witch?" Ruby asked leaning back to her boyfriend who held her gently."Don't worry, we will find a way," Katrina who was working her magic on something, answered impassively."Alexandra," she called out and Xandra put the pan on the stove as she walked to her great grandmother."Yes, KK?" she sits right next to her and Katrina gave her a necklace with a long chain.A small sparkling red rock attached to it."Another protection?" Ruby asked in curiosity."This one is the better version of it," answered Katrina, the good witch."So, do I have to remove the first one?" Xandra asked putting the necklace on her delicate neck and Katrina slightly shook her head."No. You have to wear both of the necklaces."Just then a small stone clashed and broke the glass of the window into a thousand pieces.All of them stood up rushing towards the window just to see a man, face covered with a scowl, eyebrows furrowed in a frown.His shadow was dark and it gave chil
"I love you," Rocco said, his voice softened to the texture of the rubber."You're in love with a century-old witch," Katrina joked and he answered, "I don't care as long as you're a good one."They had dinner together when Katrina changed her real appearance to the one she was wearing and enjoyed the night.____________________________Alexandra was not going to sit in her room just like that... she has to do something.A brilliant idea popped in her mind as she took some of her scarves and tied a knot in them.
Alexandra had worn the necklace of protection so she was barely worried about staying the night with the monster.Katrina, on the other hand, was dead uncertain about Xandra.With Darby Rothschilds present in the room she could not talk to Alexandra...and even if she asks him to go out his hearing senses are way too brilliant he will hear everything.She remembered she has magic powers...giving Alexandra indications from her eyes, she explained everything to her.In her answer, Alexandra spoke, "KK, I think it will be good for me to stay the night here.""Oh, you don't have to, my dear. You don't have to walk...my the snap of my fingers we will be in our house.""No," she refused."Tch tch. Poor Katrina. Your great-granddaughter needs to be killed by the monster. She wants it," the voice of Althea came across her ears and she blurted out, "Shut up!""KK? Are you okay?" Xandraasked unaware and she answered, "No! Sorry... Yes. Yes. I am okay, Alexandra.""We must go, then," suggested Roc
"If there's a problem with you, should I call KK and ask her to take me back?" Alexandra asked the vampire hunk standing in front of her.Although her cheeks were slightly blushing recalling the scene where they made love."No, I'm okay," he answered walking towards her, his hand reaches to caress her smooth silky hair."Come on, now. Let's get you to sleep," he added taking her to the bed."I'm quite energetic at the moment," she replied laying on the bed."Ready for another session, then?" a grin covered his face and she clicked her tongue saying, "Are you not tired?"
"Oh boy. She's in trouble," Althea said clicking her tongue and Katrina just observed Alexandra, eyes roaming around her beautiful face."How did you get to to know about Azazel?" Katrina asked and she answered, "You haven't told me the whole story, KK.""There's no truth and no story, Alexandra,""Well, there is, KK. You haven't told me about Agnes and Azazel and that he is after me.""No one is after you! Who gave you the thought?" Katrina was getting pissed.She did not want to tell things to her just to protect her."Alexa
"His birthday is tomorrow and you're telling me now?" Alexandra asked in hushed tones and Travis gave a nod."I'm sorry, Mrs future Rothschilds but we hardly meet," Travis responded calmly."So, do you guys like...have a party or anything?" she asked and he shook his head."He doesn't like having a party and let people know his age.""What is his age, btw?" she asked making Travis chuckle."You're dating a vampire and doesn't know anything about his age?" he asked laughing."Okay. I have a plan. Are you in?" she asked in hushe
"Who did this?" Alexandra spoke terrified.Hearing this Lidia ended whimpering as she turned her face towards her."This is all because of you!" Lidia was in spiteful anger that she stood up to rush towards Alexandra just to choke her neck."You must die!" Lidia shouted in annoyance."L-Lidia...leave...me," Alexandra managed to speak, stuttering in her words.Lidia had her power used on her and she was hardly breathing.Before she could die from suffering Darby pushed Lidia back and said, "Leave her!""This is not her. Its Azazel," the second Lidia heard this, she scratched her hair like a mad person."Brother! Please tell me! Where is Althea? I need her help," Lidia pleaded to her handsome brother who was trying to make her calm."Althea can't do anything," said Darby.Darby took out a lighter from the pocket of his pants and pushed the button as the flames lightened from it.He threw the lighter on the dead body of his cousin and suddenly the fury flames of fire covered his whole cor
No one feature makes him so handsome, though his eyes come close. People often speak of the colour of eyes, as if that were of importance, yet he would be beautiful in any shade. From them comes an intensity, a fierceness, a gentleness. Perhaps this is what is meant by a gentleman, not one of weakness or trite politeness, but one of great spirit and noble ways. What he is, what is beautiful about him, comes from deep within.As each year passes the lines will deepen upon his face, he will be more handsome still, as if his soul shines through his skin."How gorgeous do you look in this modern attire..." his voice low yet alluring."What do you want from me, Azazel?" her tone was stern.