Blood And Mafia Ties
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Chapter 4 04

Stacy's POV

Standing just a meter away from him, I gazed at him, uncertain of what his piercing blue eyes held for me. His face reflecting annoyance, his brow furrowed in displeasure.

Then suddenly, he closed the distance between us and grabbed my neck n

roughly, before pinning me to the nearest wall.

As my legs began to dangle in the air, I struggled to free myself from his rigid grip. My breath weakened, I felt my soul slipping away gradually.

Accepting my fate, I stopped struggling and closed my eyes.

"I never thought I'd meet you so soon, Mom and Dad," I thought, preparing for the worst.

But unexpectedly, I felt him release his grip, and I instantly fell to the ground with a loud thud.

Ignoring the pain from the fall, I coughed and gasped for air, my hands instinctively going to my neck.

"Why did he change his mind?" I wondered, gazing up at him with curiosity. But instead of positive answers, my eyes met with a fiery blue gaze that left me breathless.

"I warn you, next time you dare stare at me or lift your head to look at my face, consider one of your emeralds gone!" He abruptly growled, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

Instantly, I bowed my head in dread.

"Did you understand?" He snapped, his angry tone intensifying my fear.

"Y-yes," I stuttered, my trembling voice barely audible.

"You will address me as 'my lord' from now on," he retorted, his raised voice piercing my soul.

"Rise to your feet!" He commanded, his voice resolute.

"Y-yes, my lord," I stammered, terrified, and hastily stood up.

"That's the first rule," he declared, followed by an unsettling silence.

"Next time you attempt to escape, I'll pluck out your eyes and feed them to Damon." He thundered, his words crushing my courage.

"I-I won't try to escape, my lord," I stuttered, fear gripping my heart, as I kept my head bowed.

"Good," he replied coldly.

"Change into the dress provided. You will be summoned to my chamber soon." He declared, and with this, he exited the room, leaving me shaken and intimidated.

As I stood alone in the room, my heart raced, as I pondered the uncertainty of my fate, trapped in this foreboding place.

I knew I was doomed, but I pushed aside my thoughts and decided to comply with the instructions.

After taking my bath, I changed into the maid-like attire provided by the old woman.

Sitting on the bed for nearly an hour, I became lost in thought, trying to unravel the mystery behind my misfortune.

"You're being summoned by my lord. Follow me." The familiar voice of that of the gray-eyed guy suddenly boomed behind the door, his presence jolting me out of my reverie.

Determined to avoid further torment, I chose to obey and trailed behind him. We stopped in front of a door, and he instructed me to enter.

Apprehensive, I steeled myself and stepped inside. To my surprise, I found the room empty.

Mesmerized by the appearance of the room, my eyes couldn't help but to scrutinize it.

The room was enormous, it appeared seven times larger than my boss's suite. With the faint blue light casting a perfect dim glow, it illuminated the space, beautifying it.

As I continued to check the room out from a spot, my gaze was abruptly drawn to a portrait of the Mafia lord on the wall. The portrait featured him wearing red lenses, just like the rest of the strange people's portraits I had come across in the hallway.

"Why do they all wear red lenses in the portraits?"I wondered.

The moment I saw his portrait on the wall, it confirmed that this was indeed his room. But since I couldn't find him anywhere, curiosity got the better of me, and I found myself engrossed in the portrait.

But suddenly, footsteps broke the silence, and I quickly turned and bowed my head, eager to avoid any repercussions.

To my surprise, he wasn't alone; a woman accompanied him.

Once his visitor departed, he summoned me to approach him, and I complied without hesitation.

However, as I drew near, he swiftly pulled me closer, our bodies pressing together.

Before I could process his actions, a searing pain shot through my shoulder as his teeth sank deep into my flesh.

In that instant, I realized that he's a vampire.

            
            

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