Chapter 3

ADONIS

My victim was writhing in my hands as I fed on me. Angrily, I dropped the body loudly on the floor, after feeding with his blood. I normally do not feed on living souls but a particular delicious blood has left me wanting more than usual.

I usually go for blood donated in the hospital or wild animals to feed on but the moment I sink my fangs into Bella's neck and had a taste of her blood, I went rabid, wanting to taste her over and over again.

The man I just dropped on the floor was dead even though that wasn't my intention. I would've erased his memory after feeding from him rather than killing him but the moment I tasted his blood and realized it wasn't what I wanted, I squeezed my fangs angrily, in turn, killing him.

Closing my eyes shut, I tried listening to her heartbeat from the dark alley that I was. I decided to hunt at a place closer to her apartment hoping that'll make me feel better.

I could see my veins as I'd turn white out of anger for not getting the blood that I wanted. My fangs came into view as I heard her slow and steady heartbeat which signaled that she was sleeping.

Instead of waiting and lurking around her place like a loser, I moved and with my superhuman speed, I was right outside her house.

I've held myself back for the past two days, not appearing before her, holding myself back everytime she was naked, and especially the day she touched herself while she was in the shower.

I almost frowned in the desire and want to hold her and fuck her thoroughly just as her body has desired.

Despite the deep longing to go in and hold her while she sleeps, I turned to leave.

Tomorrow is a whole new day and it is the start of making my siren mine.

She's my new obsession and I'm not yet ready to let go of her.

BELLA'S POV

"This thing you're talking about is absolutely impossible" Eva argued.

"Since it didn't happen to you, I wouldn't mind you not believing it"

I said, already tired of explaining to her over and over again as we made our way to work on Monday morning.

Throughout the weekend, I'd tried to make sense of what had happened to me but no explanation was good enough for me.

Though I can't blame her, I understand that it is hard to believe someone telling you they remember having sex with a stranger but not how it happened or what the stranger looked like.

All I have is a throbbing need of desire for someone right between my legs and two bite marks that does not look like a love bite mark in any way.

The bite mark isn't fading off making it difficult to hide it. After trying to pile up a load of concealer on it and realizing that it wasn't helping, I tied a scarf around my neck even though it was hot weather.

"It's not like I don't believe you….." Eva's words became distant as I watched a person who looked so familiar stand at a corner of a building opposite the road we were walking on.

He had a black suit, black shoes and a black hat on. His face was almost covered by the hat and the only thing I could see probably was his mouth, moving.

I tried squinting my eyes to try and read his lips to get what he was saying but the more I tried, the more distant his appearance got.

Then, I began moving closer to him.

Until someone pulled me back, while everything around me became clear. I'd tried crossing the road without looking. Cars were honking and Eva was screaming.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Bella ?" Eva yelled.

I turned to look at the person who had rescued me from dying like a chicken on the road.

Strangely, it turned out to be the same man I saw at the other side of the road.

Before I could say anything, he said "Be careful next time" and left just like that.

"What the hell happened, Bella? You scared me. I thought you were right beside me" Eva was still panicking as I looked at the stranger walking away.

"It's okay Eva, sorry I scared you like that" I hugged her, trying to calm her down.

When I looked back up again to see the stranger, he was gone.

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"Table four and eight wants a coffee and a sandwich" My co-worker, Maria announced as she walked into the kitchen, elegantly as always.

I was assigned to kitchen duties for the week at the restaurant that I worked at from Mondays to Fridays. I only work at that nightclub on Friday night.

"You can get them the coffee at the counter. Dede would be glad to give the customer their perfect taste. All you have to do is give it to them"

I explained as I continued preparing the new batches of sandwiches that'll be put out for sale.

"You're not the boss around here, so stop telling me what to do, stupid"

"If so, then don't come into the kitchen next time asking for coffee" I fired back and ignored her.

Maria is a natural blonde and superficially annoying and rude to every other worker around here. Well, that's what happens when you're fucking the boss.

"Whatever" She hissed and swayed her hips as she walked out of the kitchen.

"You can take this one out, beautiful Bella" The chef that I was working with in the kitchen passed a tray of sandwiches that I was supposed to take out and winked at me.

I just smiled back like I usually do and ignored the fact that he was hitting on me. This man is old enough to be my father and I, his daughter but he still finds joy in passing sneaky comments at me or stylishly hitting my ass anytime I walk past him, pretending it was a mistake.

Since his brother's son owns the restaurant, I have to keep telling myself to stay calm and not hit him in the face.

"You can place these ones in the display glass cabinet, I'll be right up with the Doughnuts" I told the salesgirl standing behind the counter.

When I turned to walk back into the kitchen, someone flashed through my line of vision. I turned in that direction and saw someone strange standing outside the door. It was the same man from earlier today, still with his dark sense of dressing. This time he was holding an umbrella.

By the time I blinked twice, he was sitting inside the restaurant at the last table close to the door. My grip on the apron I was holding tightened as fear ran its course through my body.

I knew screaming would call a lot of attention to me, so I didn't. Gathering all the little courage in me, I walked closer to him. The more I moved closer, the more he smirked.

I was almost near his table when something collided with my legs, making me stop in my tracks.

"Sorry," I looked down to see a young girl apologizing.

"It's no problem, girl. You can go to your seat" I patted her hair.

By the time I looked up to check the table I'd seen him, he was gone just like earlier on.

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After closing from work, Eva and I stopped at a McDonald's shop to get some french fries and soda. We don't usually eat out since Eva did most of the cooking but since she also got a job now, we have to adjust to the new life timetable.

"I saw that guy again today," I said, trying to open up to someone before I go crazy.

"What guy?"

"The same one that saved me this morning"

"That's great, hope you remembered to thank him for saving your ass this morning and making me the most lonely human on earth?. Cos if you die, I'll be so lonely without you"

I shrieked at her openness with me.

"I know you love me! No, he disappeared before I could say that"

"You'll see him again" She replied nonchalantly. It was obvious that she didn't get what I said.

"I mean he disappeared. He didn't get up to leave. He just like disappeared from where he was"

Eva stopped walking and turned to look at me.

"Did you hit your head against something while in the shower this morning?"

"No"

"Are you sure? Because you've been acting strange all day"

"I'm serious, Eva"

"Yeah, goodnight Bella" with that she started walking away towards our apartment

"Eva!" I laughed out loud before walking after her in a haste.

We got into our apartment and she made a way for her room, not without collecting her bag of food first.

"Goodnight Bella"

"Goodnight, Eva. I'm so grateful there'll be no strange noises tonight especially from your room"

"Fuck you, Bella"

She gave me the finger and closed her door loudly.

I dropped my shoes off at a corner of the house before walking into my dark room. Closing the door behind me, I turned on the light and when I looked up, I saw the same man on my bed.

He was only wearing a shirt this time, without the hat and umbrella.

My heart began hitting rapidly and the next thing that came to mind was to scream. Scream for my life.

Before I could open my mouth to scream, he was already in front of me, his large plan covered my mouth as he backed me into the wall.

"Don't scream baby, No quisiéramos que los vecinos se preguntarán qué está pasando, ¿verdad?"

(T: We wouldn't want the neighbors wondering about our business, would we?"