security company. The Bryant’s ran a successful software, IT
security, and web design outfit. They were putting him out of business without
effort. He’d turned the tables on them though about three years ago. If you
can’t beat them, steal their best help. All of his successful ideas since were
from original Bryant employees. He smiled. This had nothing to do with the
oracle’s bullshit, it was personal. Devlin, always super competitive, would
never be a poor wandering vampire again. He would not aimless travel from city
to city looking for a meal. When the wolves started domesticating two hundred
years ago, he ran out of volunteers to hunt fresh meat. He missed the good old
days when Ulric would find them, Devlin would drain them, and Ulric would eat
what was left. No fuss, no muss, no evidence. He sighed watching Zoe step off
of the elevator. It was time to charm her into another meal. Devlin hated
sipping from this girl. She was usually full of drugs or alcohol. She always
smelled of an old man and her blood was loaded with cholesterol. Why couldn’t
she eat a salad once in awhile like other women? Devlin considered moving to
an area where there was no fast food available or where the population was on a
health kick. He longed for the days before cheeseburgers when blood was sweet
and thin not loaded with thick fat.
“Hey boss.” She
sing-songed. “I’m sending more candidates your way. I think that you’ll like
them.”
“Did you get
Lauren? I want the info on new branches he’s opening and you said she is the
only one with access.” He leaned over his glass topped desk balancing on his
thick forearms. Devlin was not a huge man. Men in fact in his time were quite
small, for his time he’d been large though but now, just a small average. His
arms were always impressive. Before he was turned, he worked in the fields and
that built some impressive strength. Zoe smiled like the cat who’d tasted the
cream.
“I gave her till
Tuesday but I’m sure she will come over to our side. She’s tired of him
watching her. He stares at her all day sometimes.” Devlin quirked his eyebrow.
“It’s like he’s stalking prey or something. Anyway, she hates it and I have
her convinced that he is going to fire her.” She tossed her long straight blonde
hair over her shoulder and crossed her legs. Zoe flirted with him endlessly no
matter how often he charmed her into chasing others instead. She still saw him
as powerful and as a way to get the power she wanted. She was quite
ambitious for her age, also quite knowledgeable as to how to use her body to
get what she wanted. He’d been bored with her for months now, bored with her
speech pattern, her flirting, and her cholesterol laden blood. As soon as he
could, he would replace her. The corner of his mouth lifted at the thought but
Zoe interpreted it as a come on, it most assuredly was not. He smoothed a hand
over his thick blonde wavy hair and focused his bottle glass green eyes on
hers. Women found his eyes fascinating. They gushed over the color,
particularly the blue that circled the outer rim of his iris. They would stare
into them, lambs so easily led to slaughter, like Zoe now. “I love looking
into your eyes Dev, they’re so…”
“Yes my dear come
closer…” His fangs extended and he tested one with the tip of his tongue, the
metallic taste of his own blood excited him. She stood staring into space
while he unbuttoned her dress and let it fall away. Zoe conveniently did not
wear any of the accoutrements that other women found necessary. She preferred
to have the ability to dress quickly after her trysts and escape just as quickly.
He lifted her to perch on the edge of his desk and bent his head down to her
breast where his fangs pierced the prominent blue vein there. Zoe sat stock
still. She stayed in the trance that he’d forced on her. When
security, and web design outfit. They were putting him out of business without
effort. He’d turned the tables on them though about three years ago. If you
can’t beat them, steal their best help. All of his successful ideas since were
from original Bryant employees. He smiled. This had nothing to do with the
oracle’s bullshit, it was personal. Devlin, always super competitive, would
never be a poor wandering vampire again. He would not aimless travel from city
to city looking for a meal. When the wolves started domesticating two hundred
years ago, he ran out of volunteers to hunt fresh meat. He missed the good old
days when Ulric would find them, Devlin would drain them, and Ulric would eat
what was left. No fuss, no muss, no evidence. He sighed watching Zoe step off
of the elevator. It was time to charm her into another meal. Devlin hated
sipping from this girl. She was usually full of drugs or alcohol. She always
smelled of an old man and her blood was loaded with cholesterol. Why couldn’t
she eat a salad once in awhile like other women? Devlin considered moving to
an area where there was no fast food available or where the population was on a
health kick. He longed for the days before cheeseburgers when blood was sweet
and thin not loaded with thick fat.
“Hey boss.” She
sing-songed. “I’m sending more candidates your way. I think that you’ll like
them.”
“Did you get
Lauren? I want the info on new branches he’s opening and you said she is the
only one with access.” He leaned over his glass topped desk balancing on his
thick forearms. Devlin was not a huge man. Men in fact in his time were quite
small, for his time he’d been large though but now, just a small average. His
arms were always impressive. Before he was turned, he worked in the fields and
that built some impressive strength. Zoe smiled like the cat who’d tasted the
cream.
“I gave her till
Tuesday but I’m sure she will come over to our side. She’s tired of him
watching her. He stares at her all day sometimes.” Devlin quirked his eyebrow.
“It’s like he’s stalking prey or something. Anyway, she hates it and I have
her convinced that he is going to fire her.” She tossed her long straight blonde
hair over her shoulder and crossed her legs. Zoe flirted with him endlessly no
matter how often he charmed her into chasing others instead. She still saw him
as powerful and as a way to get the power she wanted. She was quite
ambitious for her age, also quite knowledgeable as to how to use her body to
get what she wanted. He’d been bored with her for months now, bored with her
speech pattern, her flirting, and her cholesterol laden blood. As soon as he
could, he would replace her. The corner of his mouth lifted at the thought but
Zoe interpreted it as a come on, it most assuredly was not. He smoothed a hand
over his thick blonde wavy hair and focused his bottle glass green eyes on
hers. Women found his eyes fascinating. They gushed over the color,
particularly the blue that circled the outer rim of his iris. They would stare
into them, lambs so easily led to slaughter, like Zoe now. “I love looking
into your eyes Dev, they’re so…”
“Yes my dear come
closer…” His fangs extended and he tested one with the tip of his tongue, the
metallic taste of his own blood excited him. She stood staring into space
while he unbuttoned her dress and let it fall away. Zoe conveniently did not
wear any of the accoutrements that other women found necessary. She preferred
to have the ability to dress quickly after her trysts and escape just as quickly.
He lifted her to perch on the edge of his desk and bent his head down to her
breast where his fangs pierced the prominent blue vein there. Zoe sat stock
still. She stayed in the trance that he’d forced on her. When
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