THIRD PERSON POV
Cole walked into the empty lounge, he was looking for Ashley to check on her arm as he needed her to heal real quick.
He walked into her dark room but saw an empty room filled with anything but a sign of life. Panic rose in him though he kept calm, he didn't want to lose such a rare blood host. She had Rh null blood type also known as the golden blood which less than fifty people in the whole wide world had, at least for now.
He thought back to the time when he tasted her Rh null flavored lips, it was the tastiest thing he had ever tasted and he looked forward to have that taste on his tongue again. He wanted her to heal fully before he started fully taking her blood but for now, he had to make do with the young maids.
He looked in every room and he even asked the maids but none had seen her for the whole of the day. He checked every room that seemed attractive to girls, the game room, TV room, Library, bath house, his room and study but she was nowhere to be seen.
"Where the heck did this girl go to?" he thought.
He suddenly thought back to the only room he didn't check, the art room. He didn't understand why anyone would want to go there.
He slowly opened the door to sight her laying her head on the table. He came closer to her, a bit,
"Hey, You, What are you doing here?" he asked, he didn't even remember her name.
There was no reply from her so he leaned a bit to see her sleeping peacefully on some scattered papers. He picked the papers and arranged them together. After arranging the papers he took a look at them and was stunned to see what was on the paper, a realistic drawing of the Villa in its greatest beauty.
He looked through the other papers to see other drawings of things in the villa. In one he saw an elegant drawing of himself which marked out his extraordinary features and figures so well that it looked like a camera filter.
The drawing on the last paper made him give a slight smile unknowingly, a drawing of him where she drew horns on his head and labelled him "Emotionless Zombie". This was supposed to be insultive but he smiled at the fact that some one thought of him as scary, not that he liked it but it was a bit cute.
He looked back at the sleeping beauty laying her head on the table with a broken arm hanging so close to her chest. He wrapped his arms round her waist and gently swept her feet off the ground.
He looked at her peaceful face to see that she didn't wake up. He didn't know for how long he had been staring at her face.
He walked out of the room towards her room. He was about to open the door when the lounge door threw open. He turned his direction to see a blonde maid standing at the door but he ignored her presence and went on with his business.
Cole walked into the room and gently laid her on the bed, he took the thick duvet and gently covered her up to her shoulder.
He walked out to see the blonde maid staring at him with a seductive look, she bit her lip and checked him out.
"What do you want?" he asked with disgust.
"Master I came to see if you needed any more blood" she said as she pulled her cloth to expose the fair neck which had old fang marks on it.
"Get out!" he said caring less
"But Master, you've always enjoyed my blood, I'm just giving you what you want" she said wrapping her fingers round his arms.
"Don't forget your place, Get…..Out!" he said with a cold stare, hard enough to pierce into one's soul.
She knew she couldn't push forward anymore and returned to her professional manner.
"Yes Master" she gave a bow and left the room.
"No this can't happen, she can't take master away from me" she thought.
"I have to do something about her".