Job

Chapter 68

In a light spacious living room, a young woman could be seen sitting on the couch as she sipped wine from a glass.

Her lips were red as blood and her pale color skin made her look more radiating.

She was beautiful as she crossed her legs and drank a little of her wine again.

"Spill what you want and leave me alone Dad." She mumbled, sighing as she stood up and walked to the shelf.

"It's a good thing, you're back home." Her father said, sitting down on his chair that was settled at the center of the shelf.

"Isn't it the very same Father that told me never to come back since I couldn't get the boy to his side?' She asked, shaking her head as she picked up a book and glanced through it.

A smile crossed her lips and she sighed again.

"You'll have to start talking Dad. I don't have all the time in the world. I had to leave a fashion show to come to pay a good daughter attitude. Don't make me regret it." She said, walking back to the chair and sitting down.

"I have an assignment for you."

"Sorry, I don't do those anymore. Aren't you tired Dad? Get a woman instead of sitting in this big living room all the time. You're so evil that everyone seems to leave you as soon as they get to know how evil you are." She shook her head.

"I'm your father."

"But you killed the mother."

"Your mother was an idiotic, eccentric, and not fit to be mother type!"

She threw the glass down and stood up, banging her hand on the table..she gave a sinister smile and chuckled.

"You're so evil, Dad. Killing the mother and telling that to the daughter. You've gone so insane for power...I don't even recognize you anymore." She laughed, rounding the table and coming to stand where her father was sitting.

"You loved Mikhail."

"Mikhail is in the past Dad, I've fucked so many men than I can't count. Don't tell me you're still going to play that old trick?" She huffed, picking up the vase and staring at it before leaving it to smash it on the floor.

"Susan!"

"Dad!"

"Stop doing that here."

"Well, we both know you can't kill me. You love me so much that you can't bear it if I were to be hurt. How will you feel Dad if I were to slit my throat with a knife?" She asked, shaking her head as she laughed hard.

"You'll have to go check yourself in the hospital later, after this conversation."

"Forget it...if you're going to.."

"I'll give you the company." He cut her off, smirking as he said it.

"It's already mine Dad, try another thing. When you die, it's all going to be mine and there's nothing you can do about it." Susan said, scratching her head.

"I'll show you where I buried your mother and then I'll tell you who the real killer is. I didn't kill your mother sweetie. Although I would have loved to I didn't." He said, making her narrow her eyes before she nodded and walked back to her seat.

"What is it?" She asked and he smirked.

"Well... it's a minor something. I asked one of the best to do this and he did it..but ended up getting caught. Mikhail is married and you know how I hate him, right?" He asked and she hissed.

"such old school."

"I need a code from him, I need something that's put him into trouble. Find anything sweetie and help Daddy out this time." He said and she stood.

"I'm only doing this for Mother and not for you."

"Mikhail is married so it'll be hard to get details from him, heard he has stopped whoring around."

"Women change people, internet Dad Internet." She said, to have him nod.

"I want you to befriend any of his friends. They most trusted ones... someone like Fabio?" He asked, and her eyes widened.

"Fabio Fredericques?" She asked and he nodded.

"Okay."

"I need a smooth job done princess."

"Depends on how much you tell me for the first details." She said and grabbed her purse and left the house.

The man slumped down on the chair, a smile creeping to his lips.

He'd finally get Mikhail Mazza and he'll crush him with his own hands.

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It didn't take the girl thirty seconds to get to where she would find her prey.

Fabio Fredericques. Mikhail's left hand, Mason was his right-hand man and Fabio was his left hand.

She'd almost laughed when she thought that.

Walking into the club she sighted him from afar and smiled when he looked her way.

Fabio loved women..they all do.

Women were their downfall.

She turned to see him staring at her before he dropped the glass he held, pulled his hand away from the clinging woman, and walked to her.

"Fabio."

"Susan."

"You still remember." She chuckled and he huffed.

"I still remember a lot of my one-night stands." He said and she nodded.

"One Margarita to go." She winked at the bartender who nodded as he got the drink ready.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'll give you a piece of information and you have to do as well." She said, cocking her brows.

"Spill the bean."

"I got a job from someone. But I seriously don't wanna continue with that line of job and I'll give you something if only you give me something as well. My condition is long.." Her smile widened when he glared at her.

"Spill."

"First Condition...Fuck me! But that's just the first condition. There's four more." She smirked.

He chuckled, his eyes going down at her body and he shook his head.

"No can do. I do not fuck a woman twice Susan, get over me and stop being a nuisance."

"Trust me I do not like you but I want to fuck someone right now and seeing you're the best candidate..why don't I just do it?" She shrugged and he glared hard.

"No, thank you."

"Mikhail's new shot code..." She trailed... smiling again to see his eyes widen.

"What do you know about that?"

"Well. I don't know a thing about that but if you don't do as I say baby, two days and I'll know something about that." She said and shrugged.

"You're delusional."

."You're gonna fuck me or not?"

"Go up the stairs, open the door before the east wing and wait on the bed." He said, sliding the key into her hands.

"I'll gladly do so then." She winked, picking up her glass of margarita and heading for the stairs.

"Motherfucking!' She heard him cuss under his breath.

She rolled her eyes, ignoring his words, and walk up the stairs to look for the room he had asked her to go to.

"What's up?" Fabio seethed as he watched the other folks walk up to him.

"Ryan, tell Mikhail that Susan is back, and don't forget to tell him that he'll pay for anything fucking thing I fucking do." He said, and the guy named Ryan nodded.

"What's up? Who's the chick?" Ryan asked, and Fabio threw him a glare.

"Not your fucking business. Relay the message to Mikhail and don't fucking leave the message untold." He seethed again, turning to the bartender.

"A glass of Morgan Rum."

"Here you go, Boss." The bartender dropped the glass.

"Fucking woman to deal with." Fabio shook his head as he headed for the stairs.

This woman was getting on his nerve.

He was told she was in Texas and she was back here!

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

TBC

A Peak to Beatrice and the Lord.

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"Don't run far from the wooden part Beatrice."

"Don't worry Grandpa Pablo, I'm no longer a little kid."

The older man sighed, as he watched her run down the lane.

He was thankful to the moon goddess that she has finally gotten adjusted to the Eastern border.

Although they stayed far away from humans and other creatures, it was impossible to keep her from roaming around.

He smiled.

She had grown to be a pretty woman, and he was proud.

"She's going to hurt something Uncle." He heard the other child say.

"You're supposed to go after your sister Mel, not say things that are not true."

"She goes around hitting things and throwing things." Mel frowned and huffed.

"Ahhh.." They both heard a scream.

"Told you so."

Mel ran off as quickly as she could, and when she got to the scene where the yell had come from, she glared at her cousin and huffed.

"Thought you were dead."

"Isn't she beautiful?" Beatrice asked as she caressed the skin of the little rabbit she had caught.

"I'm already dressed Beatrice, and remember today is the day we go to the Town." Mel hissed.

Beatrice's eyes widened and she stood up quickly, letting the rabbit go.

"If I get you again, I will keep you as my pet." She waved at the rabbit that had long entered its hole.

"Let's go!"

Hours passed and the two sisters were already in the Town.

The was a party going on, and all maidens were asked to attend.

"Is it a tea party Milord?" Beatrice turned to her sister.

They had arrived at the venue and it was indeed a huge Mansion just like the girl in the village had told them.

"Are you trying to act like a maiden of the Elites, Milady?" Mel asked, dramatically, putting up with her sister.

Beatrice chuckled, waving her fan.

"I am an Elites sister."

"A fallen Elite." Mel corrected and they burst into laughter.

"Seeing two ladies outside the party, I'd love to think that they are waiting for someone."

They both turned to the voice.

The man had a royal robe on, and a beautiful pair of eyes.

Large and broad muscles, with a smile on his lips.

"I'm sorry Sir, we were just admiring the view outside." Mel was the first to speak as she gave the man a bow.

"Trust me when I say the view inside is much better." He said and gave them another smile before walking away.

Just when he was about to go into the mansion, he turned and sniffed..and his eyes met that of Beatrice.

"Weird." He gave another smile before disappearing to the other part of the mansion.

"He's a Wolf."

"Yes, he is." Beatrice nodded, as they both headed for the door.

Being the only vampire In the land of Viscoria was hard.

At least they could stay away from trouble and that was the best thing for them.

"He didn't seem like someone that would harm another." Mel shrugged.

"I guess I am the only lady in Viscoria that has not seen the Lord yet," Beatrice said, and Mel giggled.

"Pardon me Milady, no one asked you to hide in your room each time he visited the villages." Mel stuck out her tongue.

"Be careful there, dear servant. I eat people for breakfast."

Beatrice sighed, as she looked around.

She was getting tired already. She hated parties, talk more of a tea party!

All they knew was to drink and discuss who to hunt.

Just as she looked up, her eyes met with that of someone and she froze.

He stood on the stairs of the third floor.

He was so far away but her eyes met him, and damn his Amber-Golden eyes made her freeze.

When she blinked her eyes, he wasn't there again.

Beatrice could have sworn that she had seen someone there.

She had clear eyesight, that was one of her abilities.

"Beatrice!" Mel half yelled, and she snapped out.

"Huh, quit yelling.. we're surrounded by wolves." Beatrice glared at her sister.

"Yeah, I would have never done that in the first place if my sister didn't space out while staring at the ceiling. Pardon me, Your Majesty." Mel said sarcastically.

"He's here already, that's why I called."

"Where is he?" Beatrice asked, staring around.

"With the lady in white," Mel answered.

Beatrice looked towards the part Mel had pointed to.

It was the man!

"He's the one?' She asked again and he nodded.

Never has she met someone as handsome and pretty as him.

Was he God, even Lucifer would not be that close to his handsomeness.

When their eyes met again for the second time that morning..she looked away and turned to her sister.

"I told you." Mel smiled and waved her hands.

"Is it just me or did both of you decided not to enjoy today's tea party? Any reason why Milady's?"

"Not at all Milord, my sister here is getting acquainted with the Party, she has never gone to one before."

"Pardon me for my little knowings Milord, unlike My Lord, this little Maiden girl has a lot on her plate rather than attend parties," Beatrice said, glaring at her sister.

"Tea parties are always better for maidens to attend. You've met the Lord already." His voice seemed amused and he traced her eyes to the man with Miss Helbert.

"Do you want a proper introduction, Miss Beatrice?"

"Aye Milord, who I'm I to go to the Lord." She said and smiled at him.

"Trust me, you are everything." He whispered the last part.

"Ahh Milord, I think it's time I and my sister here take a leave.." Beatrice said again.

"Zane."

"Milord?'

"My name is Zane, for a reminder." He smiled at them and before they could know it, he was already pushing them to the stairs.

"Milord." He bowed and so did they.

"Zane, how of wonder you're here. Is my mother treating you right?" The man in front of them asked.

"Hmm, I want to introduce you to two new faces I saw today. Beatrice and Mel." Zane said, his face boring no expression as it was a few minutes ago.

The man in front of them said nothing as well, as his eyes kept staring at the woman that looked like she was about to dash out the door.

"Little Beatle."

TBC

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