Walking in the corridors with his ears red and with a embarrassed face and he hid himself behind the vases or sometimes just standing facing the walls, whenever the servants would pass by.
A group of servants were slowly heading his way, and there was no way to run or hide, hurried Andrew turned around but only to crash into Luz long.
"Woah, you okay kid–
Oh, you must be Andrew? Right?"
He sounded cheerful and kind.
Luz long had a really cute and innocent face, lips pulled up in the ends and he had dimples in the cheeks and a pair of kind looking eyes. Long had blonde hair, a well maintained body and he wore a set of fashionable clothes.
And infact, he was a human.
"Young master Andrew, I wanted to meet you for a long time"
He extended his hand towards Andrew for a handshake.
When he extended his hand, Andrew saw a black tattoo on the back of his hand.
The tattoo looked old and it looked like someone graved it in his hand with a hot iron rod using a lot of force.
"Ah, yes" Andrew was uncomfortable and it can be shown in his speaking way.
He tried avoiding his eyes, he would stare on the floor or here and there, but not into his eyes.
Long took his hand back and a awkward smile came on his lips.
"Am I making you uncomfortable?? Forgive me, young master Andrew"
Long crouched his knees a little, so he can meet his eyes, but failed to do so because Andrew had his head turned in other direction.
A servant approached them and instructed Luz long.
"Lord long, Lady Isabelle is asking for your appearance in the floral"
"I need to go, young master Andrew, it was good to meet you"
He headed the other way, leaving Andrew standing there.
Andrew lifted his head up and saw him enter a pink room.
The pink room decorated with flowers and a single large bed inside, Isabelle sitting on the bed waiting for long to come inside.
Her legs crossed and a glass of wine in her hand.
When long entered inside the room, the doors of the room closed.
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"My lady, it's been days since you called me so urgently"
Long picked up a bottle of wine and poured into the glass of her's.
"May I ask if something is wrong?"
He said holding the bottle of red wine in his hands.
"Yes, there is"
A evil smile shined on her face, as if she had someone on her mind.
"My, what, my lady"
"There is a tigger, who makes me lose control on myself"
She chuckled on the thought of someone and she licked her lips.
"Who?"
"Can you just cut your hand and let me drink your blood?"
Isabelle was losing her patience, she was hungry, but not for long's blood, her hunger was for someone else.
Someone who had made her lose her control.
"Forgive me, my lady"
He pulled a knife, which was stuck in the apple and he slit his wrist, letting blood flow in the glass.
And respectfully handed over to Isabelle.
Isabelle took a sip from the glass and she looked unsatisfied with the taste. The taste of blood was not like how his blood tasted like. The taste of blood she had on her mind was rich and sweet, and if drunk even a half glass you might become alcoholic for that blood.
Someone had her mind go blind and lose all of patience, she really wanted to have a sip of it. Isabelle kept thinking about how it will feel to have it pass her tongue and down to her neck. Her teeth pained thinking about it, she just right now wanted to bite into the skin of that person and suck all the blood he had.
She was losing her patience slowly, at every passing second. She pushed her hair back.
"Come here"
Long approached her and Isabelle pulled him by the hand and tore his upper shirt and bit on his back of the neck.
Long gasped for air and titled his head to the other side to give her the space to suck on his blood through the neck.
"Ahhh~, my lady, it hurts, please be gentle"
Long moaned and stayed still until she was done.
'Lady Isabelle was never this agressive, did something really happened....Was she thirsty ?'
And on the other second, Long was on the bed, underneath her and Isabelle on top of him, sucking his warm blood.
She pulled her fangs from his neck and bit on the skin of his back, aggressively, not a tiny bit of gentleness in her movements.
The cry of Long can be heard in the room, the room was soundproof so it did not escaped the walls of the pink room.
Isabelle made her way down, biting on his skin
Long held on the bedsheets and squeezing it, his cry of pain would not stop.
Unsatisfied Isabelle got up from the bed, leaving long laying there, full of bites on his skin and his wrist bleeding.
Her mouth had blood on it and her black eyes red.
"Go and take a shower and yeah eat something sweet, your skin is getting rough in texture and your blood is getting saltish in taste"
"Ye..s, my lady... I will"
He was breathing fast and he was bleeding from areas.
The butler entered the room with four servants and they all start cleaning the room.
One servant went to change the bedsheets, on which long was resting.
"Don't you have eyes or do you wished to get fried? Can't you see that Luz long is resting right now! Go and bring a doctor for him!!"
That servant rushed outside, to call the doctor.
Isabelle really looked unsatisfied and restless, hurried she exited the room.
Andrew approached her and spoke,
"Is everything okay, I saw a doctor go that way in a hurry"
He sounded worried.
"Everything is okay, don't worry"
"Oh, I see, then why the doctor?"
"Luz long hurt himself, so it was urgent to call a doctor"
"He hurt himself, how?"
Andrew was shocked to know the reason for the doctor's arrival.
"How, you wanna know"
Isabelle said in a calm tone but her calm tone was like she could eat him if he allows it to happen.
Her eyes shining red and blood on her mouth and clothes. She rubbed the blood off her mouth and she got it on her cheek and now there was blood on her hand; entirely unbothered by the situation.
His eyes caught the blood rubbed on her cheeks and on her hands.
"My lady did someone got injured badly ?"
He trembled with worry.
Her lips pulled up in a grin and she leaned to him and held his jaw and pulled him towards her. The blood which she had on her hand now got rubbed on his cheeks and running her blood hand on his neckline, she spoke like a whisper.
"I would like to show you if you want"
"show..! show me! Please take me where ?"
"Leave that to me–"
She moved close to his neck, but paused when Andrew holding his breath spoke something which she disliked.
"My lady is that person is not too injured, I hope not"
"Too worried about him ? I see, Listen up Andrew I dislike you being this worried about someone else, do you understand ? huh? you better do or before you can feel I will have you down on my bed"
…The smell of blood.
Andrew's eyes narrowed unconsciously and he took a step back.
Isabelle walked towards him, her gaze piercing him.
Andrew grit his teeth to keep himself from trembling.
"I…"
Isabelle foxy eyes were always piercing and powerful, but now, her eyes were like that of a beast. Like she can eat him up right here, right now. Just looking at them made his tongue curl up inside him.
She looked at him as if she were in the midst of capturing him before looking behind him and calling out to someone.
"Take him away he is getting late for his lessons"
The servent came forward and guided him to the room where his lesson will carry on, Andrew started following servant trying to escape from the situation.
He felt a sharp piercing stare of eyes from behind him, turning a little he saw Isabelle looking at him while licking the blood on her fingertips, sucking them, keeping her red eyes on him.
Isabelle gave him a smile and waved signing him to go on.
He moved forward following the servant, but again he felt that same feeling this time, the feeling he got was like a hunger beast was waiting for a right moment to attack its prey.