Seeing her reaction, a tight-lipped smile appeared on his lips.
It was as if he could read her mind.
"Seeing that I know your secret, I thought it would be good to share mine with you," he said, his voice sounding like velvet. It was enticing— deliciously enticing.
She hated that.
Vampires always have the tendency to ensnare people. This was just a part of their charm.
Her senses heightened.
It was not going to work on her!
"Lower the mop Eve…" he uttered.
Seeing that she was still holding the mop, Eve quickly lowered it. Then she summoned a small ball of fire that rested on her pointer and pointed it toward him.
"If you move an inch…"
"You would not be able to see me."
"If you—"
The power dynamic was not fair.
The realization soured her mood.
"What is it that you want?" she asked.
"A decent conversation."
"Something that does not involve drinking someone's blood?" she asked, still wary of him.
"If I wanted to do that, I would have done it a long time ago."
