~ Raven's POV ~Raven looked around her office, trying to figure out what to do next. This interaction was awkward, but she couldn't help but hope that it would lead to something more.“Can I get you anything? Perhaps coffee?” Raven asked, gesturing to the counter where the coffee machine was on as she moved to take her seat behind her desk. The massive oak desk made her feel safer, grateful for the distance it provided between them. She didn't know what she was going to do if she was any closer to Lumiére.Lumiére raised up a cup of coffee, "Oh, never mind. Your assistant took care of me," he said with a small smile.Raven couldn't help but scoff, understanding why Megan's face was flushed and red when she saw her. She was probably too overwhelmed after spending time in the room with Lumiére. He had that effect on her too. "I see," she said, glancing at the half-empty cup on her desk."You do know you have some fan girls outside my office right?" Raven teased him, trying to make the
~ Raven's POV ~Lumiére, being the charming man that he was, couldn't resist teasing her. He leaned close to her ear, “ you smell good…” he whispered to her. She could catch the scent of his cologne and after-shave as it filled her nose.It was like he had some kind of power over her, and she was unable to resist it. His touch sent electric sparks running through her body, and she had to steady herself by placing a hand on his chest.Wrong move, because he gave her a knowing look, “ you do know you’re irresistible…” he said in a smooth voice.She arched a brow, “ not more like you…” she replied.Their flirtatious banter was like a dance, each one trying to outdo the other. It was a game that they both enjoyed playing. He chuckled, the sound, vibrating in his chest.As they stood there, her body pressed against his, she noticed how the warmth of his breath on her neck sent shivers down her spine. It was as if a magnet was pulling her towards him and she found herself completely powerle
~ Lumiére's POV ~Lumiére, with his supernatural speed, sprinted through the ground floor of the building as if his life depended on it. His feet hardly touching the ground, he raced towards the elevator, which was located at the far end of the lobby. " What the hell have you done!" He told himself.The button for the penthouse was his next target, and he punched it with lightning-fast reflexes. He watched as the doors slid shut, If only there was a way to make the elevator move even faster, he would have done it without hesitation. But alas, he was at the mercy of human technology, and so he waited, anxiously."Shit!" he muttered angrily, the frustration evident in his voice. Lumiére had made some mistakes in his long life, but this was by far the biggest one he had ever made. He was a Vampire, having lived for 120 years, and he had seen and done many things. Yet, he couldn't believe he had allowed himself to fall and lose control like this."Damn!" he yelled, slamming his fist in
~ Lumiére's POV ~Lumiére’s brows furrowed in confusion as he tried to remember who else was in the house besides himself and Reagan. curious about the source of the voices, He slowly climbed out of bed, the fatigue making his movements sluggish and his mind hazy. He shuffled towards the door, fumbling with the lock before making his way towards the kitchen where the voices were coming from." What do you think? Should I ignore this?" He heard Arin's voice.Arin was engaged in a conversation with Reagan, who was looking down at something on the human tablet device, with a curious look on her face. The kitchen was filled with the sweet aroma of freshly baked cookies, and the sound of the gentle hum of the refrigerator filled the air.As Lumiére entered the room, both Arin and Reagan froze, as if they had been caught red-handed stealing something. Arin's eyes darted around the room, as if searching for a place to hide or a way out of the situation. Reagan, on the other hand, quickl
~ Lumiére's POV ~Instead of heading to his room, Lumiére made his way to his study. His study was one of his favorite places in the entire building, that was why it was attached to his room. It was peaceful and quiet, and he could lose himself in the books for hours on end. As he walked through the shelves, he was reminded of the times he had spent with Raven at the library, pretending to read while secretly stealing glances at her.Raven was a constant presence in his mind, and Lumiére couldn't shake the feeling that she was going to be the death of him. As he scanned the shelves, his eyes were drawn to a book about the importance of staying away from humans. The irony was not lost on him. Here he was, the High Lord of the Vampire race and yet he had entangled himself in a messy situation with a human.Lumiére shook his head in frustration as he pulled the book off the shelf. He knew that he should stay away from Raven, that it was too risky to continue seeing her. But he couldn't
~ Reagan's POV ~Reagan was absolutely livid as he stormed into the surveillance room of the East Sanctuary, his eyes wild and his fists clenched tightly at his sides. His heart was racing and his mind was reeling as he struggled to process what he had just witnessed. "He fucking knows!" he shouted, thinking it was just Arin there, his voice echoing off the walls of the room.The sudden outburst caught the attention of everyone in the room, causing a lot of faces to turn and stare at him. Reagan could feel their eyes on him, and he knew that he was not supposed to be here. He took a deep breath and tried to compose himself, but his anger was still simmering just below the surface.Despite the presence of so many other vampires in the room, Arin moved towards him, his expression calm and reassuring. He placed a hand on Reagan's shoulder and gave him a nod of understanding. "Follow me," Arin said, gesturing towards his office. Reagan nodded and fell into step behind him, careful not
~ Reagan's POV~Reagan and Arin stayed in silence for a moment, each lost in their own thoughts about what to do next. Lumiére was a curious one, and they both knew that once he started asking questions, it would only be a matter of time before the elders found out. And that was something neither of them wanted to deal with.Arin paced back and forth, his mind racing with ideas for how to distract Lumiére. He knew that the longer they waited, the more dangerous the situation would become. They needed to act fast.Suddenly, an idea came to him. "What about the Masquerade Ball?" he suggested. "It's coming up in a few days. Maybe we can use that as a distraction."Reagan furrowed his brow, considering the idea. "It's risky," he said.Arin nodded gently, "But it just might work. We could make sure Lumiére is invited and keep him busy with the festivities."Reagan sighed, already mentally planning the details of the ball. "Okay," he said. "I'll get started on the preparations. Meanwhile, i
~ Reagan's POV ~ Reagan watched as Middleton's mind raced, likely trying to figure out how to handle the situation. He knew all too well how Middleton operated, and it was no secret that the man was a fan of casual relationships. Middleton's current lover had bolted out of the house upon seeing Reagan, and he couldn't really blame the guy. In his position, Reagan would probably have done the same thing.Middleton quickly excused himself, disappearing into his room. Reagan was left alone in the living room, He felt a sense of disgust at the sight of Middleton in such a state. When Middleton reappeared, dressed in more appropriate attire, Reagan felt relieved. Despite his feelings towards Middleton's behavior, he knew that he needed to remain professional.“ Lord Reagan, to what do I owe this visit. You should have simply summoned me” Middleton enquired as he walked towards the kitchen counter, picking up a bottle of water. “I didn’t have the time for that, and I’m sure I would have