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Chapter 10 - New Neighbor?

The bus stopped directly in front of the building or as they will call it the skyscraper where he lived, his penthouse was on the middle floor, somewhere around level 54 and the whole thing stopped at 104.

Now I know what you are thinking, a royal vampire, son of an original and true blood, using a bus to reach his destination, " c'est bizarré" right?, well that's not the case, he had a G-7 Onyx Mercedes Benz packed in the underground parking lot by his driver and his driver is sick, and he couldn't drive, he couldn't drive to save himself but he could speed run so that was good enough for him.

He got into the elevator on the first floor together with a blond headed woman, she scented nice like edible scent, she probably had a vanilla spray on and not that he wanted to eat her right there and then, he rather die of hunger then be a savage, she smiled brightly at him and waved a little confirming she was drunk in her white body hug jumpsuit with a V-chest opening, not drunk as in wasted, but enough alcohol to let go of caution.

Taking off his hoodie finally, he let his black hair pour out falling in his eyes, this was one of the things he found annoying being an Egyptian descendant and weirdly humans loved, His hair, they always touched it, and that, that could make him kill a person.

"Your hair is really pretty," the blond headed woman said.

"Sorry what?," Hakeem asked, taking out one of his ear pods even though he heard her perfectly the first time.

"I said, your hair is really pretty and looks really healthy," the blond woman said.

"Oh thanks, yours too, looks really lush," Hakeem complimented back with a tight-lipped smile, he could have kept the convo short but after moving here for three weeks and laying low without any of his father's minions coming after him, he realized he needed to start making acquaintances, and unfortunately that involved him being nice and holding an actual conversation.

"OMG, thanks but they are only just extensions, but thanks though," She blushed.

"Oh still nice anyway," Hakeem said, looking at his body in the dull mirage, he thought vampires didn't see their body in reflections, but he guessed that's another myth humans put out there for their kids to be weary off.

"I'm Hakeem by the way," Hakeem said, turning to shake her by impulse, he found himself doing it before he even got time to think about it.

"Lillian, but my friends call me Lily," the woman said excitedly.

"So you just moved here right, because I could swear I could have observed someone pretty as you if you lived here for as long as I have," Lily said.

"Yeah, I moved here three weeks ago, I don't go out much and I just got a new job so I guess you will be seeing much...much of me perhaps," Hakeem said, internally slapping himself for giving out too much info.

"But where are you from, because you look really asian, wait OMG are you muslim?!,"

"I'm sorry if I offended you by shaking you or wait what if I have…" Lily started panicking, she could tell him she had offended him, she had nothing against the religion, she was just trying her best not to come off as ignorant.

"Lily…"

"You didn't offend me, I'm not offended, I'm not muslim, I'm a pagan from Mid eastern Asia," Hakeem cleared out.

The elevator 'tinged' notifying Hakeem that he was now on level 54, walls were white and grey, white ceiling with golden Amber lights and beige gray walls. He got out of the elevator waving Lily goodbye.

"Hey, never really got your name?!!," Lily called out after him.

"Hakeem," Hakeem answered, turning his back to head to his apartment.

"Goodnight Hakeem," Lily called out before the elevator closed. He didn't even bother to reply, he was exhausted at this point, his senses was dull and his vision were a bit blurry for not feeding all day, he was also starting to spot a migraine which increased is blurry vision.

Sliding his key card, he opened the door to his grey apartment, his home was just all shades of gray with blue LED lights at the angle ninety of the ceiling. He got to his blood bank which was in his bedroom and took out three packs of blood to down. Usually one and a half would do and he wouldn't need any more than that till another eighteen hours but he was feeling extra famished and it was going to take way more than one and a half to do the trick, after taking two down at a go, he took a sip out of the last one and finally decided that he had had his full, anything more and he will be at sleep like a log.

He went to his living room to put on a random TV show on netflix, sometimes he really didn't need to watch it, he just needed the show to serve as background noise and make him feel less lonely, he went to his fridge to take some wine, he had a whole cellar filled with the best of all wine from different centuries, his sister thinks he is obsessed but it's not an obsession, it is a religion for him.

Wine was art, being one of the only things he could taste outside blood, it brought him so much joy. Not many things made him happy, not his crappy childhood where he was raised like a soldier from seven Years of age, his father treated him like a minion and not like a son, or the ever absence of his mother, who was never home and even when she was, she never just had time to talk to them or spend time with them.

While he was at the fridge still debating for a wine to drink from, he felt a sharp sensation heading towards him, it had entered his bubble of Aura. It was definitely something sharp, he turned around and caught the knife in the air that was heading right for his chest from behind him.

"Isis…"