Lily brown POV.

The day i met him began like any other, i had to get out of bed before 5:00 am so that i could get  enough time to prepare myself before going to the bar, Tim was the type of person who took time very seriously and arriving late was out of discussion, he would fire you without notice.

Being a waitress in a bar full of drunk men when you are the only female worker at some point I may have let few of the rich men use me a little including my own boss.

I’m a sucker for a good treat and whenever an old creep would blow some few dollars infront of my face, i may let him lay their filthy wrinkled hands on me even though it made me feel like puking.

I have  been having a long time crush on my co waiter Tyrell Simpson and I had   my eyes on him  couple of weeks now, he had been ignoring all of my tale signs and I had now decided to do the chasing.  I took a note and penned something down before sticking it in his pocket. He stared at me with knitted brows as if i had swallowed a live frog.

I smiled and made as if to speak silently with my lips. ‘Tonight’ before i turned and walked towards the customers waiting for their orders.

He definitely ignored my note, this were my thoughts as i poured a glass of vodka and downed it ignoring the burning sensation that lingered in my throat. The bar was now closed and i was hoping..well...what was i hoping?

That he would stick until now to smash me?

“Lily?” his deep voice suddenly came from behind me and i quickly turned to face him.

There was a smile plastered on his face as he stared at me already drunk, a hiccup approached my throat and i chuckled trying to get rid of it.

“You are here” i stuttered trying to get up and almost stumbled. 

“Lily, I think you are wasted” he said grabbing me and preventing me to knock my head on the floor and have my brains sputtered allover it.

“Wait” I whispered and staggered towards the bar’s stereo and played the music.

We began dancing slowly and i was hoping he would take advantage of me which he did, he grabbed my ass.

I chuckled and swirled around snaking my arms around him while bringing my face close to his.

His jaws clenched and he quickly grabbed my waist making me to gasp.

“Damn, you got a good grip” I whispered before planting a kiss on his neck, I could feel his heart beating rapidly on his chest and could tell he was really in the mood.

Guy is turned on, perfect.

I let my hand grip his hard d!ck from his pants and gasped at how big it was, my clit was already throbbing down there and I could not help but cuss myself why I had waited this long to fuck him.

He was a full package just waiting  at my doorstep. I slowly stripped his trouser and let it dangling below his knees before removing my pink floral panty and sat on his lap.

“Wait!” he said suddenly gripping the hand that was playing around his manhood.

“What?” I asked groaning for his sudden withdrawal.

“I’m sorry  I can't do this.” he said and pushed me off him before he stood and pulled his clothes back on.

“Come on Tyrel, you can't make me strip my panty off then pull out like that” I stated lifting my pink floral panty to his face while swaying it side to side.

A look of amusement played on his face before he said the dumbest thing ever that immediately turned me off.

“You are Tim's whore I'm not ready to loose my job”

“Woah” I chuckled loudly “Did you have to say that loud?”

Is that what he sees me as? A whore? I may have slept with different men but....never mind.

I was dissapointed, utterly dissapointed that this fucking camelshit had to do this to me.

How dare he make me this horny then pull back and insult me right infront of my face.

“You know what, forget it” I slurred picking my panties and returning them on.

“You ain't even worthy of my pussy”

I leaned on the counter holding my head as I cried foul. I hate my life, I hate everything about myself, I hate the fact that I have to use   my body as a form of exchange and I hate Tim for using me.

I was suddenly distracted from my thoughts by a sudden wave of wind that blew over my face.

I quickly turned my eyes allover the bar, Tyrel had already left, has someone break in?.

“Tyrel is that you?” 

Silence

“Tyrel?”

Silence

“Is anybody there?” I asked loudly my heart suddenly feeling like a second hand engine.

There was silence that felt all too unreal and deathly, even in my drunken state, I could feel the premonition seeping through the air.

I was about to sit comfortably when something dropped right infront of my feet, no!, It was someone. Tyrel laid on the ground breathing heavily while his eyes remained wide.

“Lily, run” he said.

I was trying to understand what was wrong with him when I saw blood covered in his white t-shirt.

“Flora…. pleasure is mine. It's been years since you dissapeared and to think that after twenty years of looking for you I'll find you in this place?…” a baritone voice echoed from across the bar before a man suddenly appeared next to Tyrels body.

The man was a towering 6"0 feet and looked quite huge, he looked at me revealing his dark hot features, his grey eyes met mine, his hair was very black, the darkest I've ever seen and as he tucked a strand of hair that was falling on his handsome face behind his ear, his face contorted into a smirk.

“Err- who are you?” I asked positive that I was now hallucinating. Maybe I had too much to drink today. Tyrell was right, I'm wasted today, too much wasted.

His eyebrows knitted together. “Don’t you recognize me my love?” the strange man asked.

Did he just called me my love?. I observed him closely, this man was definitely a model in some clothes company somewhere, it must be. But why was Tyrell lying on the ground with blood allover him? Is it blood or....

“Well, I'm sure you still remember this” he said before I saw his teeth turning to something I knew as fangs. In  a speed quicker than the wind, he had lifted Tyrell by the collar and the next thing he had dipped his fangs on his neck. 

All the doors would have been locked when the bar was closed and only Tyrell and I had the keys.  I could not make an easy escape from the monster I had thought to be ‘good looking’ and the nearest place my wooble feet could take me was the bathroom.

I could hear his heavy steps approaching as he made his parade towards the washrooms.

“Come on Flora” his voice echoed. “You know you can't hide from me, I'll always find you” he said.

I was now sobered up and one couldn't tell I was mad drunk few minutes ago. And why was he calling me Flora?.

Suddenly, the door to the bathroom that I was hiding was pulled down broken from it's hinges and the beautiful monster that had ripped Tyrels throat out appeared smiling. 

“ hiding from me has always been your favorite game, but I've always found you” he said before his hand flew to my wrist and he pulled me closer to him.

“What do you think I should do with you” he asked in a soft devilish voice that sent chills allover my body.

“please don't kill me” I pleaded like a little scared kitten which I was to his eyes.

“Kill you?” he looked genuinely surprised.

“Why should I kill you?” he asked arching a brow and I thought that it was the stupidest question I've ever heard in my entire pathetic life. Dude had just killed my workmate barely few minutes ago and he was here standing bold and confident enough to ask me why I'm pleading for my life.

“You killed my friend remember” I pointed squeezing my eyes.

I heard him sigh before he made me look into his face, the look of amusement that was recently there had suddenly dissapeared.

“I don't think you know who you are” he said solemnly his eyes showing concern.

 “You are not who you think you are Lily brown” he added.

“What do you mean?” i asked totally confused by his words. What does he mean by I'm not whoever i think iam, what does he know about me, and what does he think i think iam, a whore?

“Your real name is Flora Salthbatar, a vampire princess who went missing twenty years ago and re-incarnated as-” he paused.

“A whore” i completed the words for him though it made my heart to sting a little.

He seemed tensed at my words. “That’s not what i was going to say” he said dryly.

“It doesn't matter you are mistaken sir, you've got the wrong person here” I said 

His gaze only intensified at my words. He suddenly pulled me towards his body crashing me on his chest making me to gasp, his hand rested on my waist as he suddenly lifted my jumper to the side.

“I know of this scar lily brown” he said touching the halfmoon scar above my left hip that I've never find too fascinating. 

My eyes darted to his.  He smiled. 

“You are not human, well you maybe human but it happened after you were killed and re-incarnated as a human.” he said looking at me. 

“Let me show you everything, let me take you home” he said. 

“Home?” i asked arching a brow.

“Yes”

“I have no home”

I only have a one bedroom apartment that I struggle too much to pay the rent.

His lips twitched into a smile and he stretched his hand to me. “You have a home, just give me a chance to take you there” he said.

“Okay” i whispered unsure of what to say.

I saw his jaws clenching before his mouth moved towards my neck and he planted a soft kiss that had butterflies swimming in my stomach.

I thought I felt his fangs scrapping my skin, in my mind, I had a clear picture of what he was about to do, but I was helpless and my whole body suddenly stopped functioning as usual. 

“What are you doing” I asked softly 

“Let me take you there, let me show you everything” he replied in a soft voice.

“Okay” I said closing my eyes and I felt his body tensing suddenly, he was surprised.

A sharp stabbing pain suddenly shot on my neck as I strained not to scream, if I had another life, it was surely better than the one I am living.

My body begun to become paralyzed as I stumbled on my feet but he stabilize me before lifting me bridal style. I begun seeing galaxies of stars dancing before my eyes before darkness was all I could see.

I woke up in bed, a soft comfy king sized bed covered with white bedsheets, a delightful boxwoods smell like aroma  embraced my nose, I fluttered my eyes open and realized I was in some kind of room.

I sat up gazing around when I realized where the smell was coming from. A vase of roses was placed in a table just few yards from the bed. I stepped out of bed and walked gingerly towards the door of the room.  

The door was locked.

My mind was already formulating answers to the questions already flooding my mind and the only thing I could remember was the guy from last night.  

And he had  fangs. And I allowed him to….I intentionally blocked the last part from my mind, I don't know what had happened to me then, maybe he had hypnotized me.

My heart suddenly begun pumping hard on my chest like a second hand bysicle pump. I remembered with horror how I had fallen into a haze like trance and allowed him to drink my blood. The word monster stuck out like a sore thumb.