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"The male went to her house," Cressida reported, my phone was on loud speaker as my Sixโminus Cressidaโsat in my office, discussing the news about Monte Rio. We had no doubt it was her, the question was what happened back there.
Cressida shadowed the wrong person, if she didn't shadowed the male fae she could have seen what happened. I couldn't blame her.
Hearing that Cerise had a fae lover bothered me not because she's sleeping with him but from what I've been told, he's the only lover she had for years. Did they have something?
Why do I care?
Adella, my younger sister stared at the screen mounted in the wall, a newscaster reporting the incident from last night. She frowned as she listened to the record that was being played, we all can clearly hear a loud bangs, unknown noisesโit was a horrible noise. No wonder residents heard that last night but were too afraid to check it out.
Cressida, who currently watching over their house was on the phone so she could hear what we were discussing.
My Six has now been notified about Cerise and my family were the discarded royals, we never met other royal families because we quickly left and didn't bother shit. We made our own kingdom here, we thrived and made our own rules.
"Adella and I already began investigating the game that Stefan mentioned, so far the group is growing bigger but slowly. Rogue Wolves, Harpies, Valkryries, and Sigbins are part of the group. We don't have any confirmation on whoever started it but we think it's the Sigbin." Caspian said as he handed each one a folder, containing the information we needed.
Having a succubus as an ally would be a great idea, even better if she already hunted down her prey and return home. Asmodeus valued his succubi and incubi, no doubt he'll do anything to protect his line.
Helping her finish the job will do.
The file contained images of each member of the group, the Sigbin being the first, most popular in the Philippines; it comes out at night to suck the blood of victims. It can walk backwards with its head lowered between its hind legs. It resembles a hornless goat, but has very large ears which it can clap like a pair of hands and a long, flexible tail that can be used as a whip. The Sigbin emits a nauseating odor. A creature of Satan but a stronger one. I wondered how he came to be here in America, I flicked the page to see his human form.
An Asian American, probably in his late twenties. Sigbins are not immortal but they age slow, normally they reach 200 before their bodies give in.
"This sigbin is a ghost, as if he appeared out of nowhere." Adella said, turning the page for the next person. "Next one is Valkyrieโ" I zoned them out as I scanned information in front of me. I knew some Valkyries, fierce warriors and a bit hot tempered but they get the job done.
Valkyries were strong women, I personally found out when I bedded one. She was rough and we both enjoyed every minute of our time but her blood didn't sing to me like Cerise's did. Cerise probably had all vampires yearning for her blood.
If an ignorant person reads this, they couldn't put it together.
This group had all same thing about them, they came out of nowhere and they're creatures of Satan.
I looked up to Caspian, who was great at collecting intel on a person we needed to know or recruit. "Get me her schedule, it's time to talk to her."
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The view of downtown San Francisco was something I couldn't get bored at. It was 2pm and I just woken up from my sleep and headed straight for my office. Vampires sleep during morning until afternoon but for older ones, we wake earlier than them.
My assistant was a human, he knew about us and when we sleep in the morning, he manages my appointments and meetings. It took me years to find a perfect assistant and Dylan was it. Dylan applied for this job and had no idea what he was entering. I hired him, my Six had even thrown bets that he won't last a week but Dylan proved them wrong. I gladly let the Six test him, intentionally letting Dylan see Matthias feed on Adella and having him order blood wines from Napa, a vampire who started a business selling blood wines.
At first, Dylan thought we were wannabe vampires, it was laughable but he did all the weird requests my Six asked for without hesitation. A normal person would flee but apparently, Dylan saw weird shit before he applied for the job.
I pressed the comm so Dylan could hear my request. "Do you have the preliminary report for the New York blood bank?" I asked.
No answer.
I pressed again, "Dylan?"
Still no answer, I tuned to the environment and listened for the faint heartbeat outside and could hear him outside, breathing. He was not sleeping. I heard a hitch of his breath, the sighing and... clanking of heels.
Someone was walking towards the office, I knew that smell. I welcomed it. It frustrated me.
Cerise.
The doors of my office flung opened and Cerise strolled in like she own this place. "Deimos." She greeted, her voice made my muscles tighten and my dick too. I liked the way she said my name.
I almost purred. The fuck.
"Cerise," I greeted back, I didn't miss the way she shivered.
I didn't have any reason to hide the fact I had her searched.
She smiled, sweet and warm. My insides coiled in anxiety, I never had this feeling before in all my life. Cerise circled around my table and sat on the surface beside me, crossing her legs which caused her dress to slid upwards, showcasing those smooth thick thighs. My eyes couldn't move away from the delicious sight in front of me. "I see that you read my application," she murmured in delight.
I frowned, confused. "What?" I looked up from her thighs, halting at her chest that was heaving until I met her crystal blue eyes.
"Did you really think I easily let anyone know I'm a succubus? I intentionally gave my file to you." She chuckled, I licked my lips at the sound. Suddenly, the room was hot, I wanted to remove every clothing article we both have and let our bodies enjoy each other. "So how do you deem me to be?"
My mind was fuzzy, application? I didn't get her. "Application?"
She rolled her eyes and leaned back on the table with one hand and the other laid on her thighs. I wanted to roam my hands on those legs, bite her inner thighs and enjoy the blood she'll give me.
"I'm applying as your dick warmer."she giggled, that fucking sound. I don't know if she was joking or not. "Did I pass?"
"Yes," I blurted, my dick was not cooperating with my mind right now.
"Good because you passed my standards, Handsome." She didn't waste time and moved from her spot to take a seat on my lap. She run her hands on my hair, loving the way she massaged my scalp. "Can't wait to taste you." She said, leaning down to my ear and biting the earlobe making me groan and my hands automatically went for her waist, gripping her tight. "But not now," she pulled away and intentionally, rubbed herself against my hardening dick.
The cloud of pleasure broke, "What?"
"We have manners to discuss, Handsome."
Sweet Hell, couldn't this wait later?
"About what?"
I saw her pressed the blocker, cocking my eyebrow at her. Interested on what she has to say.
"Who did you pissed?" She asked, all serious and curious.
I pissed a lot of people, she gotta be specific though. As if sensing my confusion, she added, "Someone who wants you dead and incite a war against Fae?"
My arousal was gone from the moment she mentioned war. I sat up and every inch of muscle hated that I carried her and plopped her ass on my table. "What are you talking about?"
She cocked her head to the side, innocent yet naughty. "For a king, you sure don't know what's happening outside your people."
I growled, in an instant I had her throat on a tight grip. I was looming above her, having her pressed against the flat surface, knocking some things off the table. She moaned then chuckled, "Do not insult me, Princess."
"Harder, daddy." She joked and again, chuckled.
Fuck, if I didn't tell you that I was rock hard immediately. I had no interest in daddy play but her saying it made me rethink it.
I did what she told me and Cerise rewarded me with a wiggle against my erection, her legs wrapping around me in a tight grip.
I couldn't control myself and whispered at her while staring at her neck. "I wonder what you'll taste like,"
She licked her lips, the damn lips were coated with blood red lipstick. "Me too,"
I stared at her, realizing that she didn't wear heavy make up, not that she needed to, she was beautiful without it. She was donning a cat eye, nude eyeshadow around the lids, blush, red fucking lips and mascara. I noticed that she was wearing a cream colored dress that ends below her knees, cinched in the waist, giving that questionable size of her dress, could she breath in there? The dress has that loose long sleeve and a V shaped cut on her chest, enough to say Cerise has the assets but not too much show of her cleavage.
She looked so pure in that outfit, I didn't expect a succubus would wear something like that. She was wearing a black suede lace up heels, I was no fashion police but I think Cerise loves the European style. More specifically, French. Her name was French, she has that Parisian flair. I liked it.
"Cherry," I whispered.
She smirked, "Oui," Her French accent was perfect.
"What do you know?" I asked, I moved my hand from her throat to caress her lips.
"Someone wants you dead, Handsome. I don't know who and why but I'm here to find out." She sat up, pushing me to sit and watch her crossed her legs.
"And why do you care?"
"Call it as protecting my investment," she joked. "Clan wars are bad for business, you know."
"What is exactly your business?"
"Oh you know, brokering deals, attending parties, hunting, and bakery." She said, toying with my hair which I didn't even complain about it. "Fucking." she winked at me, effortlessly making it sultry.
"Are you using your Lure?" I asked, something about her made me relax.
"No, why?" She frowned like the question bothered her.
So, it wasn't her Lure that had me. I'm just plain horny for her.
Sweet Hell, she makes me think like a teenage boy instead of an old vampire. Did my question offend her?
She spotted the financiers pastry, Dacquoise cake, and the blood wine. Adella bought me some pastry to enjoy while working. Cerise pushed me away as she eyed the pastries like it was gold.
"Oh lร lร . I never pegged you as a pastry guy." She grabbed the fork but before stabbing the Dacquoise, she turned to face me and asked, "Can I?"
My smirked said it all.
From there, I realized that she was mine.