Lexie’s POV The man in the black mask had come again to me. There was no contract still in place and he had come to me on his own free will. Something about him seemed so familiar and it started to remind me of Tyler but for some reason he wanted to keep his identity concealed. He had also wished me a happy birthday which only people close to me would have known. If it was Tyler behind the mask, why was it so important to him to keep his identity from me a secret. Was it because he was hiding his secret life of what he really was from everyone around him. A secret that I had figured out. The nightmare that had come to me the night before had plagued my thoughts and I knew that the man in the black mask wouldn’t hurt me for some reason. He was too gentle and caring the first night with me for him to want to drain me dry. There was something that drew us together and I couldn’t stop myself from wanting him even more now that I knew what he was. Last night when I willingly gave mysel

Tyler’s POV Lexie had disappeared into thin air like she never existed. Something inside of me snapped without her presence and I became unbearable to be around. Even Emily started to pull away from me blaming me for Lexie’s disappearance. My father on the other hand was loving the ruthless man that it made me. I found myself not taking shit from anyone, not even my own brother anymore. I was bound to run his damn company into the ground after the stunt he had pulled on Lexie’s birthday. If he hadn’t shown up, I was sure Lexie would still be here today. I found my hunger had doubled since she left and I found myself having to feed more often but only on blondes that looked like her. For the first few months I would only feed but then I came across a girl that looked just like Lexie and I ordered her every time trying to fill the hunger that I had in Lexie’s absence for her. But even though the girl looked similar, the taste wasn’t the same and it never satisfied me one hundred per

Tyler’s POV What the hell was I thinking saying that to Lexie of all people. She had disappeared for a reason and that was to get away from me. She clearly wanted nothing to do with me but I couldn't accept the fact that she didn’t want me. I knew myself that this would never work between the two of us but after seeing her I needed to be with her one last time and taste her sweet essence on my tongue once more. Getting up from the table I walked towards her bedroom. I had already scoped the place out before she had come home and in her bedroom I had left her a little surprise. As I walked into the room I could hear Lexie talking to herself in her walk in closest and I moved to it to peer in to see what she was doing. It looked like she was at war with her dress trying to unzip it but it looked like it got stuck in the material and as she fought with trying to get the dress off she was cursing me up one end and down another. Deciding I needed to lend a hand I stepped into the wal

Lexie’s POV A knock on my door startled me as I was trying to get myself together after Mr. Himes’s visit. The door opens and Mr. Krep walks in with paperwork from today’s meeting. He looks at me with suspicion before he asks, “Ms. Thomas is everything alright?” Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath and open them before I said, “Everything is good.” Mr. Krep walked over to my desk and laid the paperwork on my desk and then said, “I know I am just an employee but if you need help, I can get you help.” I began to chuckle before I said, “I don’t think you can get me the help I need.” “Ms. Thomas, I know you know about my world and I can clearly tell that you are marked by Mr. Conner and the man that just left your office is no one to mess with.” Mr. Krep tells me and he gets my attention quickly. “Do you know Mr. Himes?” I asked him, hoping he can shed some light on what I am dealing with. “He is not one to mess with. They call him the cleaner and he is called in to take ou

Lexie’s POV It felt strange having two muscular men following me around everywhere I went especially when they were that dang good looking. Joyce, my receptionist, was obviously into the one with the dark hair and I found she would come back to my office more today than ever letting me know information that she would normally tell me over the intercom. I had to laugh when she fanned herself when she came into my office and asked, “How can I get me one of those?” “Well, it only takes being threaten by a vamp assassin to get you one.” I thought in my head before I spoke out loud to her, “Trust me you don’t want to know.” “Seriously though, did you see the muscles on the dark hair one?” Joyce asks and it brings a smile onto my face knowing that Joyce was enjoying my new entourage. “I have seen the muscles.” I told her with a chuckle. “What happened to the third one. You know the one that screamed “rip my clothes off and lick me from head to toe” one.” Joyce asks and as she does