Where do people hide things?

JAYDEN

I can still feel the taste of her blood even after I left her an hour ago with her pussy gaping from the hard fuck we had. I was as insatiable as fuck, and she paid dearly for being a damned seductress with that expression on her face.

I took one of the blood bags and slowly sipped on it because my stomach wanted to rebel against it. I have tasted her blood, and now my body only wants hers. If only I didn't bite her neck during lovemaking —I couldn't resist the allure of a pulsing vein.

I stayed in my room until I heard her door open before I left. But instead of going into the kitchen where I knew she would be, I went over to Gordon's study with my phone in hand, dialling Ada's number.

Since I came to this place, I have not given the woman who groomed me a call. She must feel left out and mad at me for ignoring her, which isn't all my fault.

"Hello," her cheerful voice came through from the other end, making me smile. Years of being with her have made me get used to her wa