After they arrived at the cottage...
"Can I use the bathroom first?" Irene asked.
"Sure!" Brent replied.
Irene walked towards the bathroom and disappeared inside. She took a short shower and wore one of the white bathrobes hanging on the racks.
She stayed inside the bathroom, not planning to leave the place. She released a deep sigh wondering when can she wake up and return to reality?
She looked at the bathroom mirror and combed her hair with her hands.
A few minutes later.
Brent was pacing back and forth on the floor, looking at the door of the bathroom, wondering what is Irene doing inside? Why does it take her so long to take a bath?
He went to the door and knocked three times. "Sweetie, are you done showering?" he asked.
No reply from her. He pressed his head on the door, no sound of water either.
He immediately entered the door and found his ladylove facing the mirror, brushing her wet hair with her fingers. "Are you done?" he asked.
Irene ignored him, she left the bathroom silently. She sat on the edge of the bed, feeling apprehensive, waiting for what the vampire would do to her next.
Brent lowered himself to the bed, he sat beside her. "Sweetie..."
Irene glanced at the window ignoring her companion. "Can I go back to reality now? Please? I'm no longer in the mood for love-making," she said.
"Okay, in a little while," Brent agreed. "Let's stay here for a while and lie on the bed, don't worry I won't devour you this time," he said.
Irene lay her body down on the bed, trying her best not to look into his eyes, facing the wall instead.
Brent embraced Irene from behind, spooning her. "Sweetie, are you tired? Just close your eyes and sleep. Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to you," he reassured her.
"Okay," Irene said and shut her eyes to sleep but she can't because she can feel the throbbing of his arousal next to her bum making her wide awake.
Brent pressed his face to Irene's neck, inhaling her addicting scent.
Fifteen minutes later.
Irene was already snoring softly.
Brent sighed deeply. It's not good to subject her to another intimate session.
It's now time for them to return to reality.
He shut his eyes and joined Irene in the dreamland.
A few minutes later.
Irene woke up in her bedroom on the second floor of the ancestral house.
She was alone.
"Thank God! The vampire is gone and I have awakened from the dream!" she murmured happily.
She left the bed and the bedroom, going to the basement to check the golden nuggets and if they are still inside the secret drawer.
When she arrived in the basement, she quickly moved the closet away from the wall. She opened the secret drawer and counted the pouches, everything is intact, and nothing is missing. "Good," she said, feeling grateful that the vampire didn't take away the golden nuggets from her position.
She put the closet back to the wall and left the basement. She went upstairs to clean her bedroom and the bathroom as well.
A few minutes later, Irene was already holding the broom and dustpan, sweeping the floor.
Done sweeping the floor she changed the blanket and pillows with clean ones. Then she entered the bathroom and starts cleaning it.
Half an hour later.
She emerged from the bathroom door and walked to the bed. Then her gaze fell upon the bouquet of red roses on the bed. She immediately picked it up and looked around the room.
Who put the flower in her room?
Did someone enter the bedroom while she was busy cleaning the bathroom?
She went to the door and looked in the hallway, no one was there!
Then she noticed the piece of paper attached to the flowers with the message... 'Enjoy your day sweetie, yours truly Brent...'
She released a big sigh of relief. "Thank God, it's the vampire's doing and not somebody else!" she said and went downstairs to get the flower vase from the kitchen.
While arranging the flowers into the vase, her mind drifted towards Brent.
How can she explain his presence to her mother?
If her mother will discover that she was having a sexual affair with a vampire in exchange for the golden nuggets, her mother would go ballistic!
She released a deep sigh.
Things are getting complicated for her. And to make things worst, she now becomes the vampire's sex slave because she can't afford to give up those golden nuggets that will play a big role in her family's deliverance from poverty.
Would people condemn her for choosing the wrong way?
If they will know about the vampire's existence in her life, they would condemn her for associating herself with a vampire just for the sake of money. But if no one knows then the show must go on!
Now that she already made up her decision, she can no longer go back to how her life was used to be before the vampire come into her life.
Sighing, she glanced at the window, looking at the thick leaves of the mango tree outside.
"Have you regretted meeting the vampire?" she asked herself aloud.
She fell silent for a few minutes.
The vampire and the golden nuggets burst into her life just when she needed something or someone that can rescue herself and her family from poverty.
It finally happened! Her wish was granted!
The golden nuggets can change her life and that of her family, but she also has to pay a heavy price for it.
Now that it all comes to this, she will just accept her fate and take each day as it is.
Whether she can learn to love the vampire or not, only time can tell.
All that she knows is that the vampire's treasures can help her realize her life's dream faster than just working an 8 to 5 hours job.
The vampire was smitten with her, that's her advantage, but also might be her biggest downfall in the end.
She breathed deeply overwhelmed by her anxious thoughts.
Time went by like a blur, and soon the daylight faded into night.
It was 9:00 in the evening when Irene stopped reading the book that she was holding in her hands.
"Time to sleep early! I still have lots of things to do tomorrow," she murmured and closed the window.
She went to bed without closing the light. After the vampire's arrival into her life, she prefers that the light always be on in the bedroom.
She went to the bathroom and changed into her pajamas, then went to bed, preparing to sleep.
She can't sleep right away.
The lewd images of her and the vampire engaged in mind-blowing lovemaking filled her mind.
"Go away!" she said loudly, shutting her eyes tightly, forcing those images out of her mind.
She just wants to have a good night's sleep and not be bombarded by those lewd scenes.
Suddenly Brent materialized inside the room. "Whom are you talking to, sweetie?" he asked, heading towards her location.
Irene's eyes flew open and met his penetrating gaze, she groaned in dismay.
He stared at her face, joining her in the bed.
Oh, no! he's here! Irene sighed deeply. Just her bad luck! Just when she wants to sleep early and here he is, probably wanting to have sex with her again.
Sighing she looked at him. "Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be sleep now?" she asked.
Brent shook his head. "Nah, it's too early yet. I'm here to visit you 'coz I already miss you so much," he whispered, nibbling her ears, and caressing her legs.
Irene's body stiffened, she sighed inwardly. Not again!