Felix’s p. o. v
We sat opposite looking at each other in the hotel room.
She shifted uncomfortably in her seat pulling her mini skirt down with a fake smile plastered on her face.
“You brought me here because you have a lot of questions to ask me right?. Please feel free to go ahead.” She said then rubbed her hand on her thigh.
“Am I making you uncomfortable?” I asked seriously.
“No, not at all.” She answered then sighed heavily.
“Yes, a lot.” She answered and lowered her gaze.
“Why is that?” I asked seriously.
“Because you are very good looking and attractive.” She answered, annoying me.
I leaned against my chair looking at her from head to toe for the second time.
“Did I not tell you back in the alley?. I’m not a man, I’m a….”
“Woman, I get it.” She answered loudly then faced me
“Being attractive has nothing to do with gender.” She answered strongly.
I huffed then sat upright.
“I’m going to ask you a few questions which I need honest answers to. If you lie to me I’ll know and I’ll end up killing you.” I said honestly.
“Okay.” She answered.
“First question, how did you find me?” I asked seriously.
“You parents did a long time ago and shared the news with me. The reason why they didn’t approach you even when they knew where you were was because of the supernatural beings you stay with. According to the report they received, you live with a warlock, two werewolves and a fairy. Your strength combined with them proved to be dangerous for them and they didn’t want the elders of the coven to find out that’s why they kept it to themselves.” She answered.
“Why would my parents trust you with such information when they chose to hide it from the coven?” I asked curiously.
It made no sense that they would tell her such information for nothing.
“Because I have been serving them for a very long time.?” She answered.
“What exactly does that mean?” I asked loudly.
“Your father was very good friends with my master.” She answered.
So far I couldn’t detect lies from her, but I could tell that she was choosing her words carefully.
“Who is your master?” I asked.
She kept quiet for some minutes playing with her fingers on her laps.
“I won’t ask again.” I said seriously.
She looked up then stopped playing with her fingers.
“The man who sired me is part of the coven and one of the elders.” She answered.
Something was wrong. I could feel it. If my parents were very good friends with the elder of the coven, they would have confided in him where I was, not her.
“Hey, tell me the truth. Where you fucking any of my parents?” I asked seriously.
As serious as both my parents were, they were lustful vampires who loved having multiple sexual partners.
She Kept quiet and pulled on her skirt again.
She didn’t have to answer me because it was written all over her face that she truly was.
“Which one was it?. My mother?. Father?” I asked.
She moved her hand and rubbed her neck.
“Was it both?” I asked on top of my voice.
She looked me in the eyes then quickly shifted her gaze making me laugh in disbelief.
I couldn’t believe they both were fucking the same damn person. How good was she in bed to have both of them confide in her without a care!.
“Alright, so you were their lover I get it. My next question is, do you know who killed them?” I asked.
“No.” She answered in a cracked voice.
There and then I could detect her lie.
“Was it your sire?. Did he feel jealous knowing that you were committed to my parents while fucking them?” I asked.
“No, I don’t know.” She answered on top of her voice.
“What’s his name?” I asked seriously with an aching heart.
I hated my parents a lot, but that didn’t mean I wanted them dead!.
I was going to look the bastard who murdered them in the eye just to see what kind of elder he was.
“He’s….. Cain.” She answered in a cracked voice.
“You are lying.” I answered angrily.
She swallowed hard then stood up from her seat.
“If I tell you his name, he might kill me!” She exclaimed, making me laugh.
“If you don’t tell me, I will kill you as well.” I said with emphasis.
She wasn’t that smart at all was she?.
“His name is Howard.” She answered in a low tone.
“Howard.” I muttered out the name with detest then stood up.
“Before I go, I would like to know one last thing. Why are you endangering your own life to tell me all this?.” I asked.
“You won’t believe me if I tell you the reason.” She answered.
“Try me.” I said calmly.
“You seriously won’t believe me.” She
answered then pulled on her skirt again.
“Were you in love with any of my parents?” I asked.
“No.” She answered in a whisper.
“Then did they ask you to find me if something bad happens to them?” I asked.
“No.” She answered strongly.
I kept quiet thinking hard why someone would go to such lengths endangering their own life. Only two things came to mind.
One she wanted something from me that she couldn’t acquire herself. Two she was in love with me.
The first one was better, but the second once was stupid and unbelievable.
“What do you want from me?” I asked reluctantly.
She moved closer and stood in front of me looking me in the eyes.
“You Samantha, I want you.” She answered, shocking me.
For a second I stood frozen looking at her. When the words sunk in I burst out in laughter.
She was crazy and truly unbelievable.
“I have no time for jokes. If you have noticed, I don’t do well with nonsense.” I spat then held in my breath when she crushed her lips against mine.
I angrily grabbed her by the hair pushing her back.
“Nice try, but I don’t easily get seduced.” I said then dropped my hand and walked to the door.
“I love you Samantha, I really do. I fell in love with you way back.” She said loudly.
I turned and glanced at her seriously.
“Your act doesn’t suit you at all. It makes you look desperate and cheap.” I said then walked out of the room.