The close distance made her uncomfortable, and as she brought her hand down, she wiped it against her dress before picking up another one.
This small action was picked up by the creature. He tilted his head slightly as a grin crept up his face and when the girl brought the grape up to his lips the next time, he purposefully leaned forward, his lips brushing against her fingers as he bit into the grape, the juice inside squirting out from his sharp teeth.
He saw as she let out a faint gasp and quickly drew her hand back in. For some reason, this reaction that would normally make him angry amused him, and it made him want to do it again. However, Daphne had learned her lesson and she looked around, finding a toothpick resting on the table nearby that had been used by the other girls to feed him.
She immediately grabbed it and used the tool to feed the creature.
"Use your hands," he commanded, his face dropping when he saw the toothpick. What fun did eating with a toothpick have?
Daphne smiled sheepishly, "Sir, my fingers are dirty."
The creature looked into her eyes, narrowing his own as he fell silent. He looked at her hands and then at the toothpick and the temperature around them dropped. Daphne was just about to regret her decision when he finally continued eating, biting each grape aggressively as if it were her head. With each bite, Daphne flinched slightly as she watched him.
He was probably a vampire, she thought. What else could he be? He had red eyes. . . But something about him was different from the vampire she had seen yesterday.
"I'm tired," he suddenly said as he lifted his legs up again, resting them on the couch, or more specifically, on top of Daphne's lap as he leaned back and closed his eyes, his expression reading 'Do Not Disturb'.
Daphne stared at the long and straight legs and froze like a statue, not sure of whether she should move them off or keep them as is. Ada's reminders echoed inside her head and she decided to maintain the same position.
He crossed his arms together and his lips were pressed into a thin line, making him appear quite scary. Even so, there was something that was attractive and seductive in a devilish way. There was something addicting about him that Daphne did not like.
She had to get out of here. The more she stayed here the more weird things she encountered. However, if her life in this confined space was already so abnormal, she was certain going out there would do her no good.
Daphne frowned frustratingly, unsure of what to do. She rested her head on the back of the couch, looking towards the man again.
His breathing was practically silent that she didn't even know if he was still breathing, and the silence soon overcame her as she closed her eyes and slowly drifted off into sleep as well. A minute after her eyes had closed, the red eyes opened once again.
He pressed his thin lips together as he gulped, leaning forward as he sat up straight, inching closer to Daphne. Her long eyelashes fluttered faintly as she slept with her head down, strands of her hair falling over her ear.
The man did not know what had overcome him, but he reached his hand out, wanting to brush the hair back, but the movement woke the girl up. Daphne jerked awake, her eyes landing on his fingers, "What are you doing?!"
The creature chuckled softly, pulling his hand back, "You fell asleep."
She looked at him cautiously, about to say something when there was a knock, a pause, and then the door was pulled open. They waited as they watched Ada slowly walk in.
Lady Ada had been standing outside for a while now, wondering why it was so silent inside. The other nine girls had told her all about what happened, and for a second, she had been afraid that the replacement had done something out of hand again!
The creature was not someone the Brothel dared to offend!
"Master Lucifer," Lady Ada called softly, her shoulders falling back down when she saw Daphne still breathing, "How is everything? Do you need anything?"
Lucifer Black swung his legs off of the couch and onto the ground, standing up. Although Daphne knew he was tall, she was still surprised when he straightened his legs, towering over her.
"No, everything was good. I am going to leave," he said, grabbing his suit jacket that rested on the couch and putting it on.
Hearing this, Lady Ada let out a breath of relief as she stepped to the side, "Yes, yes, Master Lucifer. I hope you enjoyed your stay here. The Brothel looks forward to having you back."
However, Lucifer did not move and did not seem to be leaving the room yet. Instead, he placed his hands into his pant pockets and looked at Ada, announcing, "I want to buy a girl."