Chris's pov "Holy shit," I set my phone back on my nightstand after sending a text to Tim, Dante, and Alvin about my missing work. I lied to them, but I mean, what was I supposed to do? Go there without a definite plan and let my vampire boss know I know he's a vampire?I can't believe it still. If I had drank even a sip of alcohol last night, I'd have blamed it on it, but I hadn't. I'd gone to his place very sober, so I knew it wasn't an illusion and I wasn't imagining things. I came back home shaking and had knocked myself out with some sleeping gummies so I didn't have to think too much about it. Now I was awake, and I knew I had to face it head-on. Alvin had sent me a text telling me to take my time and get well. I'd lied to him that I had food poisoning from a bad takeout I ate. I mean I had to lie. I couldn't just say. Hey, so our boss is a vampire and I saw him drinking from a random woman last night. Wait, if vampires existed, I knew that there was no way in hell Dante
Dante's POV It was Monday already, and Tim was on his way to pick him up. He hadn't gone anywhere and spent most of his weekend in his house with his druggie girlfriend. Did he tell her about what he saw? I wanted to know. I'd just have to wait and see how everything goes. I don't think he did, though; he didn't seem like he would. I wanted to pick him up myself but decided against it so he could gather himself. I mean, we were supposed to still be angry with each other, and I wanted him to think about how he wanted to act and get his act together. Tim pulled into my driveway, and he got down from the car, leaving Tin to go park the car. I watched him from my office window as he took in a deep breath before walking to the door. I heard him knock, and Kerion opened the door for him. Then his footsteps began to walk down the hallway to his office. I waited till he was settled in before making my move. I popped my head into his office. The office reaked of garlic.
Chris's POV I stormed upstairs to go shower as embarrassment filled me. I shut the door to my room. I thought Alvin wasn't a vampire. Did I miss that? How did he notice that I smelt of garlic too? Was the smell making them uncomfortable? I stripped and walked into the shower to wash the smell off. Maybe I was wrong in my assessment and maybe Alvin was a vampire too. I had to wash so they didn't suspect that I knew, but at least it had helped me figure out that Alvin and Dante were both vampires. But then Tim didn't say anything about the smell and I could have sworn he was a vampire. If the smell had made Dante and Alvin uncomfortable then why hadn't it done the same to Tim? I dried my body and walked to the room the get changed. I picked up my old discarded clothes and sniffed it. It smelt strongly on rank garlic. I didn't know it smelt this bad. I layered it on so my nose got used to the smell and now after showering and being away from these clothes, I could sme
Dante's POV The meeting was over, and everyone was flocking to Christopher. I stood in the background watching them as they fawned over him. They kept asking him questions about himself. He was the first human most of them had real proximity to apart from feeding and occasionally work meets. Vampires, though social creatures, like to keep to themselves for many reasons, with privacy as one of them, so most of us rarely interact with humans socially, especially younger vampires. Lucien had stormed off immediately after the meeting. He still wasn't a fan of the human but I couldn't force him to become one. For someone who's lived in seclusion apart from humans, I could understand why. I smiled as Christopher tried his best to hide his very obvious nervousness around them. He was really brave. For someone who had just learned his boss was a blood-sucking monster and his coworkers were monsters, too, he was doing his best to be calm about it. His thoughts, though,
Christophers POV "Hey guys, it's time to let him be" his voice cut through the crowd of staff I was talking to. They scurried away and he walked to me. "Hey, Sunshine." he smiled that devilish, annoying smile, and it infuriated me. "Don't call me that," I chided him, walking away, and he just chuckled, causing my brain to grate more. How dare he? He knew that I didn't want to be known as his fuck body or some person that has slept their way to be with him, but he kept doing it. The members of staff who heard him would probably think I had gotten my position bent over. I'd worked hard for this position. I was risking my life for this position and I'd never let him make all my hard work and dedication be tied to his dick. I don't care if he's Count Dracula himself. I got back to the car and took my position in the back seat before Dante and Alvin. They came in and I kept silent till we got to the office and I got back to work. ......... A few days later
Dante's POV I sat in the back seat of the car waiting for him to come out of his faculty. I would have gone to bring him myself, but his annoyed text this morning told me to stay in my car and wait if I wanted him to come with me. I smiled, remembering his response this morning after I texted to tell him not to worry about packing his clothes, as I had Kerion pack his clothes at my house for the trip. He had responded with a middle finger and hadn't said anything else only sending me his class schedule for the day after I asked him when would be right to pick him up. When I texted him that I was in his school and was coming to pick him up. He'd responded with a hasty text telling me to stay in my car and he'd come meet me. Of course, I was curious and wanted to see why he was trying to hide me, but I more than ever wanted him to be happy and comfortable enough to be mine forever, so I let him win this one. Plus, if he spent too much time around someone or if he smelt
Christopher's POV I tried not to lose my mind or get paranoid. I waited for him to leave the house before walking out of the room. He'd done something to me. I knew that. I'd fallen asleep and I knew it had something to do with him telling me to sleep. It was a spell of some sort. I didn't know how to feel about it. On the one hand, I needed sleep, and this was a much-needed rest, but on the other hand, he'd violated my bodily autonomy. He'd made me fall asleep without my consent and that wasn't something I was happy with. I needed it though. To remind me of the kind of person he was. or the kind of monster he was. Well, there was nothing I could do. I wasn't dead yet, so all I could do was keep my guard up and hope. The house was empty but it looked so well taken care of. I walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge and pantry. It was well stocked. I picked up an apple and bit into it. I heard the front door open and footsteps. He walked into the kitchen and smiled
Dante's POV It was time for our dinner and we'd decided to go home after our tour around town. He just woke up from his nap, we'd come back pretty exhausted and I'd let him nap a little while I worked on some paperwork We freshen up and then go for the dinner. We took the car because he was tired of walking. When we got there, the staff were already waiting. I'd have rented out the whole restaurant, but I knew him, and I knew it'd freak him out, so I decided to just get us an exclusive table that was private enough. The host ushered us in and led us to our section. Christopher was in awe of the restaurant. The Oliveira was a very old restaurant in Vienna and one of the very few that catered to the fine taste of Vampires. They had a private exclusive section, a gentleman's club of sorts for vampires. Where one could get a wide array of people willing to offer themselves up on a platter. I'd chosen The Oliveira on purpose. I wanted as many vampires as possible to see him
Dante's POV Watching him walk away from me was the hardest thing I had ever done, but I knew I had to do it. I sat in my car staring at his apartment building. Maybe I should go in, beg him. Tell him to forgive me. Grovel or threaten him. The monster in me wanted to do every single thing that had come to mind, but I had to bring myself in line. If I did that, I would ruin it all. If I pushed too much or pressed too much, there was a chance I would lose him, and the thought of that was even more scary. He loved me, and we could still figure it out. I just had to think. I just had to find a way that didn't hurt him. That was it. I needed to find a way that respected him and his feelings. "Drive," I instructed the driver, as I could feel myself almost jumping off the seat, out of the car, and toward his apartment. I had to pin myself to the seat of the car. He needs to cool off. He needs time to process what just happened with his family. Even though I would have liked him to pr
Christopher's POV I sat silent on the car ride my thoughts running wild. My head calculating and trying to figure out how long he had known. We drove to the airport where the plane was waiting for us and I got in with Dante and Tim said something about returning the car and catching another flight. My whole life had just crumbled right before my eyes and I needed to know how long the man I loved had known about it. “Sunshine, I…” he started to speak but I raised a finger. “How long have you known?” I asked. He kept quiet but I shook my head. “Tell me. How long have you known?” I asked and sighed. “That she was cheating?” He asked and I nodded. “Since I met her, I recognized her as a regular the the club so I decided to investigate,” he said and I took in a deep breath. All these while he's known. Why didn't he tell me? Why had he kept it a secret? “Why didn't you tell me?” I asked and he opened his mouth and then closed it. “I didn't want to seem lik
Dante's pov They've been piling on him all this while and I didn't want to say anything. I wanted Christopher to handle everything himself so I wouldn't force decisions on him. I kept my opinion to myself and just stayed my Christopher's side as support and protection. Then his father began to speak and I could see how much it hurt him. He was trying to stay strong but they were breaking him. “Your son died because you couldn't get your affairs together. You were busy running around chasing your foolishness that you couldn't save your woman and sin when they needed you the most” his father shook his head again with that disappointed look. “I lost my first grandson because of you. Chris, I regret to say this but you're my biggest ….” I knew what he wanted to say and so did Christopher. He was already cowering on the inside. I wasn't going to let him finish the final words so I spoke up. “Shut up” Everyone stopped and looked at me. His father opened his mouth but coul
Christopher's POV I hugged Mum and she hugged me back. I pulled away and turned to Dante. “Mom you know Dante” I motioned to him and she looked at him with disgust. “Yes, come in honey” What was going on? When she left last time, she liked Dante. What's had changed? I wondered and I we walked into the living room I realized exactly what had changed. Dad was sitting down on his favorite recliner and Ashley was there with a few people I couldn't recognize. I recognized the weird pastor from a church but what was he doing there? We didn't go to church? Then it hit me what was going on and my heart broke. I took a step back hitting Dante's chest steadying me. He was here with me. I was going to be fine Ashley stood up after seeing me and walked to hug me but I pushed her away in disgust. I didn't like her before but I hated her now more than ever. She started to sob and my mum pulled her into a hug looking at me as if she was disappointed in me. “What is w
Dante's POV I would have come whether or not he had asked me to come but his asking made it easier for me. I didn't have to go secretly. I would go with him and see what was happening. I had a feeling that his mom was lying to him. I heard the lie but I hoped for his sake. I begged for his sake that for once I would be wrong. He loved them. He loved them so much with all his heart that it would break him if this turned out to be a lie and for his sake, I hoped his father was really in critical condition. I finished packing up his bag and he had barely finished his cake. I was going to order some food for him on our way to the airport. I picked up my phone and placed an order. So we could pick it up on our way. I texted Oliver asking him to send some people to come load the car with our stuff. I asked him to be fast. He was there in a less than minute. He must have sensed the urgency in my text. “Let's pack this up,” I said carrying as many bags as I could stack
Christopher's POV We had barely stumbled out of bed, showered, and changed the sheets. Now we were curled up in bed watching a movie and I was enjoying my ice cream and cake from last night as a late breakfast. “Wanna taste?” I asked him as I opened my eyes to catch him staring at me. “You eat sweets like it's sex,” he said and I chuckled. “It tastes so good you can't blame me” I grinned and put another forkful of the chocolate cake in my mouth. I let out an exaggerated sexual moan rolling my eyes. “So good,” I said, biting my lips. I opened my eyes to see him staring at me like I was the cake. “You're pushing it sunshine” he growled and I shrugged took another forkful and a little bit of ice cream and ate it. “Fuckkk” I moaned again, exaggerating the goodness. Throwing my head back and moaning. “So so good” I moaned and then opened my eyes, licking my lips. “What's wrong? Want a bit? You can have one” I said, taking another forkful. “Don't mind if I
Dante's POV I stirred and saw Christopher lying beside me. I saw the stars last night. This was the first time I was physically exhausted from sex. He woke up three more times in the night to ride me. He was probably more exhausted than me seeing that he was the one who did all the work but I found him adorable. He had been so insistent on making me feel good and I had been so focused on his fragility as a human I forgot that he actually knew how to fuck. I was blissed out and from the look on his face and the smile on his face, so was he. It was already mid morning and he wasn't awake yet. His hole must be bruised from all the pounding it did and took. I flexed my hand against the restraints and broke them. “Sorry sunshine, I'll buy new ones” I whispered to him and then got between his legs. He was stuffed with my cum and the sight of it made me smile. I spread his ass and began to lick. Slowly making sure to spread my saliva all over to help relieve t
Christopher's POV I pushed him against the wall and kissed him and he let me take the lead. I pulled him by the collar to the bed and pushed him down. I pulled off his shirt and he raised his hands for me to pull them off. I threw the shirt to the side and then pushed him down on the bed. “Give me your hands,” I asked him and he stretched out both hands to me. “I'm going to cuff your hands so you stay in place” I picked up the cuffs I had gotten with the lingerie and cuffed his hands the the bed frame. “You're not allowed to touch me” I kissed him and then smiled at my work. I straddled him and bent to kiss him. And he immediately tugged at the restraints. “What are you doing?” I asked and he stopped looking guilty. “I wanted to touch you,” he said embarrassed. “Tsk tsk tsk. You really need to be tamed” I bent down again to kiss him and this time he didn't move his hands. “Good boy,” I think kissing my way down his body to his neck. “Do you know that
Dante's POV After Dante left the house I knew Christopher was sending me out so he could get whatever the surprise was ready. He was so obvious I had to help him hide his glee. It was adorable to watch. He asked for cake and ice cream from two very far stores to keep me out of the house for as long as possible so they could set up where they were planning. I went along with everything. I for one had already prevented myself from knowing what the surprise was and was looking forward to whatever it was regardless of anything else. So going along with the plan only made things extra exciting for me. I took Morah who had been assigned to go with me. He wasn't a staff hired by me but if he was hired by Oliver he probably was good and trustworthy. If there was one thing I could trust it was Oliver's Judgement. He knew exactly how good he was at judging people's character. Human and vampire alike and his sense of judgement was good to an extent. It was a gift t