Her strange request caught him by surprise. Instead of clothes and jewels, she wanted paints and a sparring partner. What contrasting hobbies she had?
Xiran looked at her with surprise and then said: "I will send Frila over, she will provide you with whatever you need. As a sparring partner, I will train with you whenever you need me. Let's see how good you are." He flashed her a wicked smile.
"Sure, fetch me whenever you are free." She replied.
"I will, I am busy right now but how about tomorrow morning? We can have breakfast together afterwards. I will send for you at dawn, will that time be suitable or are you a late riser?" He asked with an arched eyebrow.
"I can get up whenever I feel like it, so I will wait for tomorrow morning."
"Alright, I have to go now. Don't come out of your room under any circumstances until I come to fetch you. Is that clear?" His voice was suddenly authoritative, and that coy smile suddenly vanished.
"Crystal," she was back to one-word answers.
"Good," he shot her one last look and with that, he turned around and left his long hair swaying behind him as he strolled away on his long sexy legs.
She got up and flopped on the bed as soon as he left and soon was lost in the realm of sleep.
"Run! Silah and don't look back. Go now." screeches,,,,,,, shouts,,,,,,, screams,,,,, as the woman got dragged across the room. "Nooooooo," she screamed as she woke up from her nightmare. Her head pounding and her heart beating faster and faster. She looked around her and realised that she was in her new room now. She closed her eyes again and tried to calm herself down by breathing in and out. That nightmare again, how many times that would haunt her? She tried to get her bearings right.
Suddenly, there was a knock on her door. "Who is it?" She asked curtly.
"It's me Frila, Señor Xiran has sent me. I am his personal assistant." Came the reply.
"Come in," she ordered. A tall girl with a voluptuous body entered the room. She had chocolate brown wavy hair which cascaded to her shoulders and a large round set of blue eyes. Her skin was light brown and complimented her hair. Her body was clad in a strapless peach bodycon dress and she was wearing matching high heels with them.
"Hello, I am Frila," she extended her hand toward Aselia who shook it without any reluctance. "I will be available to Señor and you, whatever you need just call me." She replied with a smile pointing toward a black telephone lying on the nightstand. "This is the number you will need to dial." She handed her a card with some numbers and her name scribbled on it. Aselia took the card from her while Frila picked up the black folder lying on the bed which held the contract.
"Some food will be nice, I am hungry. Plus I need some paints, brushes and canvases to keep myself occupied." Aselia made her requests.
"Sure, I will send the food right away. We have a party going on so plenty of food has been prepared. For the rest of your stuff, I will arrange it by tomorrow. Will that be alright?"
"Yes, that's fine. What kind of party is going on? And who is attending?" Aselia asked her.
"It's just a regular party where some elite vampires gather together to wine and dine on blood and, you know, other activities," Frila replied without trying to reveal much about these dungeon parties.
"Basically sex and blood orgy," Aselia replied dryly. "Umm, yes kind of, I guess." Frila looked a bit flustered at how direct this new girl was. "And, do guests kill the humans they feed from at these parties as well?" Aselia asked her next question.
"Killing of any beings is forbidden on these premises. Our Señor makes sure that no such incidents take place." Frila explained.
"And, how many contracted girls your Señor has at one given time?" Aselia's streak of questions continued.
"Mostly he has between 2-3 at one given time."
"And, they don't attend these parties?" Aselia asked curiously.
"No, he doesn't like to share his girls with anyone else," Frila answered her with a smile.
"What happens to the girls after their contracts are over?" Aselia asked as if pondering over her future.
"Most of them just leave, some who become too attached to him stay behind and start working for him as part-time cooks, bartenders, maids, assistants, etc."
"I see, thank you for answering my questions. Since it's my first day. I needed to understand what I can do and what can happen to me in the future. You know I have to look after myself." Aselia feigned innocence.
"Being a girl, I can understand. But, Señor has a heart of gold. If you will follow his rules, no harm will ever come to you." Frila tried to reassure her.
"What if I don't follow his rules or I break a rule by accident? What will happen to me?" She asked with concern in her voice.
"I am not at liberty to say, miss. All I can say is just follow his rules and no harm will come to you." Frila faked a smile at her.
"Right, thank you." Aselia smiled back. "I will send over some food right away. Don't forget to drink a lot of cranberry and peach juices. They will help with the blood. I will send them over with every meal." Frila instructed her.
"I sure will." Frila then took her leave closing the door behind her while Aselia slumped back on the bed, rewinding today's events as they had unfolded. Everything had gone the way she had wanted for now.
"I need to sneak into that party somehow. That bastard will surely be attending it." She gritted her teeth in annoyance because that stupid clause in the contract had hindered her movements and now she was stuck in this damn room like a prisoner.
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