Nina was flushed with anger. How on this earth, in this mansion, on the territory of the vampires, a human dares to answer and challenge her? It was inadmissible and she had to teach this thing a lesson otherwise, she will not be able to get rid of this humiliation. She looked around, seeing everyone watching her with interest. She could know what was on everyone's mind. "Is she going to let this vulgar human defy her and get away with it with impunity"? No, if she did that, she would lose face. She is not as important in this house as the head maids, but she is above all those present in this kitchen. So letting this trample on her honor would be like opening the door to the disdain of others. This bitch, she didn't appreciate her from the moment she saw her, she knew it, with her distressed princess look, she managed to fool their Lord and the three elders of this house with this false fragility. And now she's showing her true colors. How dare she look up in her presence?

Luxiana tried to push Flavian's embrace away as much as she could, but Flavian didn't seem to want to give in. This situation automatically sent a sense of dread through her as she wondered what this man was playing at. He still had that mean smile on his lips when the time was not right. Vladimir looked angry, his expression clearly said he wanted to kill someone. She didn't know why but she didn't want it to continue. She pushed Flavian away as hard as she could, hearing him snicker as she scowled. What was the problem with this twisted man? “Please send me down, Sir Flavian. I am fine now " The man looked at her amused as she could read an insane glint deep in his eyes. What was he playing? He was up to something and she was sure it would embarrass her. “Do you want me to let you go after I saved your life? » She looked at the man and looked at the other angry man. She didn't want Vladimir to know that she wanted to end her life out of love and desperation for him. I

Vladimir sighed with satisfaction having heard what he wanted. He does not know where this possessiveness towards Luxiana comes from but he knows one thing, there is no way that she looks at another man than him. Whether she yearns for or has to have any relationship with him. He thinks he would go crazy, having to lose something that belongs to him. He has already paid the price, there is no longer any way that he will relive that. Once was too much. He put his nose on Luxiana's jugular and started to rub her butt. He could feel the pulsing of Luxiana's blood in her veins and the thirst he had managed to control all along awoke. Swallowing with envy, his heart began to race, every cell in his body aching to sink his fangs into that tender, alluring flesh. He was dying for it, it was so tempting. He opened his mouth, his fangs elongating as they brushed against Luxiana's skin. He felt the latter jump before tensing, she seemed both scared but also impatient. Sighing in aban

Lunchtime had started and already, a certain tension existed around this table. Vladimir could notice it, especially on Luxiana's side. He frowned especially at the fact that Flavian hadn't chosen a seat other than the one near Luxiana to sit down. She must be uncomfortable with him. Who would not be? This man has a very ill presence and anyone would feel some discomfort having him around. And soft and fragile as she is, it is obvious that his Luxiana would be influenced by it. And speaking of which, he still does not understand why Flavian is still there, let him know, he had already fired him. When he arrived in the dining room finding him, he wanted to choke. Why does Flavian take such pleasure in contesting his authority? Ah, why he hasn't the right to rip his head off? His aunty. He sighed before taking his place around the table commanding the start of lunch. But since it's done, Luxiana hasn't even taken a bite yet, she stares blankly at her dish as the sound of

The mansion was in turmoil as Flavian, more agitated than she could imagine, ordered here and there. Luxiana wanted to help but she didn't know what to do. Vladimir had been in the room with the doctor for almost an hour and no one could tell her how the situation was evolving. Why did he have this discomfort? Is it serious? But given Flavian's face, it was obvious that Vladimir's condition was worrying. She bit her lip in worry clutching her hands in front of her chest as she stood outside Vladimir's door. She didn't know if she should come in, anyway, she hadn't been permitted to come in, just like she wasn't forbidden either. But at that moment, and certainly, the first time since she arrived in this mansion, she felt like a stranger to everything. The others were running around seeming to know what to do and she just stared at them. She has never had responsibilities as such before those which Vladimir has just entrusted to her. Apart from being by his side, she never