She signed in content when the burning sensation of whiskey travelled down her throat, leaving a rubbery mud taste behind.
“Did the spell work?” A voice said from behind making Nora smirk without looking back.
“Like a magic” she joked and turned around to see her sister. She smirked back at Nora and joined her on the seat next to Nora’s.
“He called me back to his place and to our convenience that whore was where I wanted her to be. The only thing required was a little fuel to his subdued fire and that was more than enough” she chuckled looking at Arora.
Arora plopped her elbow at the table and looked at Nora, “But why him? I mean you could have done it by Gilbert’s or Janine’s hand but why him?” She asked in curiosity.
“Because he was already in his rock bottom and it is easy to manipulate him to my will” she let out a laugh as her white eyes twinkled with mischief.
“You’re evil, Nora. Pure evil.” Arora chuckled clicking her glass to Nora’s.
“You have no idea!” Nora smirked and gulped down the glass of sliver and whiskey.
The last hunt of the demon wolf has begun.
‘Oops, I did it again
I played with your heart, got lost in the game
Oh baby, baby
Oops, you think I’m in love
That I’m sent from above
I’m not that innocent1
You see my problem is this
I’m dreaming away
Wishing that heroes, they truly exist
I cry, watching the days
Can’t you see I’m a fool in so many ways
But to lose all my senses
That is just so typically me
Oh baby, oh’
I sang on top of my lungs, irritating Sebastian even more. I giggled inside as his scowl deepened.
“Why did I even do to you??” He finally cried not taking his eyes off the road as he drove to our date. A day before yesterday he rush to my place and told me to pack my bags, we’re going out of station. So here we are in Verona. Today he told me that were going on a “date” and to dress comfortably
I gave him a wide grin, “What’s your issue with Brittney Spears? She is such an amazing singer!” I said as the music blasted through the speaker. His nose twitched in annoyance, “It’s just her voice! So fucking screechy and high pitched! It was her influence I remember when every girl I knew including my own fucking daughter started talking like that. Urgh and the attitude that woman developed!!” He said in a screechy voice himself.
I had an urge to laugh on his face but damn I can understand his dilemma, even Janine and Alice used to go crazy with their voice changing it like clothes. To be honest nobody but the 90’s and early 2000s kids will be able to understand this.
I turned the volume down, “You’re kind of right but.. you have to give her credit.. she is a good singer” I told him as I looked ahead to the road surrounded with thickly dense forest.
“Yeahhh that she is…” He trailed off.
“Why a vacation all of a sudden?” I ask him as I pull the blood red dress I am wearing. He looked at me sideways with a smile and taking his free hand off my thigh and holds my hand.
“You’ve been stressing too much now a days.. so I thought some time just the two of us in a different scenario would.. release some tension” he said smoothly. A smile pasted on my face as I interviewed our hands and brought his hand to my lips, “You’re a dork, you know that right?” I said and kissed his hands.
He looked at me with a loopsided smile, “I love you too babe” he winked at me and tightened his hold on my hand. I awed him for a second then increased the volume to Britney’s yet another song.
“That’s where I draw a line” he said grumpily making me burst out laughing.
We stopped in front of a small lake house. Sebastian came to my side and opened the door for me. I gave my hand in his as we both stood in front of the beautiful house.
“It’s beautiful” I sighed, in the modern world the sight would be a relief to one. It is a very small house, painted in yellow and red celling. The only sound was the rustling of trees, the birds chirping and the velvety sound of flowing water softly. It was all calm and peaceful.
“You wanna check out inside” he said, if I was not tranquilized by the beauty I would have given a sarcastic remark but damn I am too awestuck to even open my mouth.
I nod as he takes me inside, my heart started beating swiftly as I entered. As soon as you enter, the wall opposite catches your eye, the wall is made up of big uneven rocks. The only thing it is doing is amplifying it’s beautiful, the rocks are shining golden and silver under the yellow lit up light mixed with the soft sizzling of woods in the fire place.
I walk inside feeling a sense of belonging, I looked around to see fairly old couched with vintage blankets neatly kept on it, the carpet looked so beautiful. It had different patters on it with rustic colours on it, sure it is from Saudi Arabia, only there you get so intricately designed carpets. The mahogany coffee table was shining under the light, I just wanted to cuddle with a soft blanket with a good hot chocolate and a book.
There was a door way in the living room which I guess led to the kitchen. I went through the door and I was right.
As a chef, I have seen many.. I mean many kitchens, ranging from top most equipped to the most traditional. And one didn’t fail to amaze me the slightest, the walls were again made of of stones, not like the huge ones in the living room, these were comparatively smaller but these were rectangular stones. The cabinets were made of old wood but it was anything but frail. The cinnamony wood was thick sturdy, very much complimenting the greyish stones.
I was mesmerized by the beauty, “You like it?” His uncertain voice came from the doorway. I turned back to face him with a wide smile, “I fucking love it!” I almost yelled out in happiness, then a thought crossed my mind that instantly dampened my mood.
“What’s wrong love?” He asked me and walked towards me.
I looked at him with a pout, “I am just sad that I would have to leave this place” I said looking around, “But it’s okay, it’s the memory that makes this place more valuable” I said and hugged him. He hummed and hugged me back, “Let’s just enjoy the moment” he said and pulled out of the hug.
“Let’s see the bedroom” he said with a smirk and a very husky tone. A pleasurably shiver ran down my spine but I just lightly hit his arm, “Bloody Incubus” I muttered as we both took a tour of the entire house. And that only made me sadder.
This place is so fucking beautiful, I know I’ll cry when I leave this place. I was hoping that the rest of the house would be a sham or something just so that my interest in it would reduce but I am Nora Huntsons, when does things go my way? Well apart from kitchen. I fell in love with the house. Now now you would say that it’s wrong and uncharacteristic to get attached to a materialistic thing. Guess what? I don’t give a flying fuck about people’s opinion.
The last place he took me to the terrace. As soon as he opened the door to the terrace, my breath caught in my lungs.
There was a rose petals pathway leading to a open tent that had a small table and two chair facing each other. The rest of the floor was decorated with candles and lanterns by the side. The top had fairy lights hanging off.