I awoke from a dream that left the satin sheets clinging to my sweaty body, I wipe at the sweat on my forehead with my slightly shaky left hand. I sigh gently trying to figure out where I am, I look around the room: the dΓ©cor being red and black velvet on the couch, the red and black satin sheets and pillows and the drapes around my four poster bed told me that I was in the master bedroom for the Prince of the City β some called him Master but to me he was Micheal. My name is Rachel but to the vampires I was known as the Ghost.
I slide out of bed and onto the black shagpile carpet, I walked gently towards the bathroom my mind still swimming from the dream that even I can't really place anymore. I flick on the bathroom light squinting at the instant glare. I wash my face in the marble sink and as I am walking out I hear a small chuckle.
"Good Evening
Mon Cheri
" the voice sweet and gently likes spring rain but it also held that ever so slight undertone of lust.
"Good morning to you too" My voice gruff with sleep. I walk over to him almost soundlessly kissing him full on the lips feeling his fangs scrap my lower lip gently.
"Did you sleep well my dear?"
"Yes, thank you"
"Good because there is someone that would love to meet you" He said with a completely blank face, I stared up at him because I am five foot three and he is five foot eleven.
"Really?"
"Yes his name is Shade he is quite an Entrepreneur when it comes to women apparently"
"Oh and why does he want to meet with me?"
"Because he wishes to see my servant"
"Why? Is he shocked that The Ghost is your servant?"
"I dunno he has expressed his interests and that is about all
Mon Cheri
"
"Ok, so when do we meet him?"
"It will only be you
Mon Cheri
but you know how to get in contact if you need me and I know full well that you can handle yourself my dear"
"Oh thanks" I say sarcastically what I wanted to say was
what you are going to let me meet this guy without you?
But I knew better than to say that to him when he was whiter than me which meant that he hasn't fed yet.
I went and had a shower letting the hot water lightly splatter my bruises from the night before activities. I applied the smallest amount of makeup and got dressed in the outfit that had already been laid out for me. I left the room but not before attaching my silver throwing knife to my thigh, just in case. I walked down the hallway passing vampires that would either nod to me or say hello.
I reached Micheal's office and opened the door. There was a tall man with white hair, not white blond but white, his features sharp and his eyes were gold eyes very similar to serpents. He took my breath away for a second. I swallowed hard and a small smirk crossed his lips, there was a feeling about him it was purely sexual. I could feel it creep across my skin like someone raking cold nails.
"Good evening, Shade, it is my pleasure to meet you"
"And a good evening to you too
ma petite
"
I smiled a little but there was something in his voice that felt like it was having sex with my ears, I could feel myself blushing and I couldn't stop myself.
"I have asked for this meeting because I wish to..." he rolled is hand thinking it seemed as though he was looking for the right words. "Be one of your many consorts"
I stared at time a little shocked and a lot surprised that he would be that blunt. I couldn't believe that someone with that much power would be asking me if I would consider having them as one of my many consorts even though I didn't really like that I did have five to count six if I said yes to him.
"Wow, I have never had anyone be that blunt with me" My face held the shocked look for a moment before I went back to my neutral face. He smirked lightly at the look.
"I can tell that
ma petite
, but my offer still stands."
"Why? Why do you want to become my consort? What have I done to deserve this...pleasure?"
"I think that you would benefit greatly from my offer and I also would like the alliance of not only you but your Master too"
"Oh and where exactly do you hail from?"
"I am originally from the old Mayan lands but that has become Central America now, I now reside here in Queensland"
"Mayan? As in Mayan and the Aztecs?"
"Yes, why do you ask?"
I looked at him trying to disbelieve that he was over a million years old yet he looked like he was in his mid twenties. I smiled gently; I think that threw him off guard because the slight smirk had been replaced by a raised eyebrow.