LOST HIS MIND
Sebastian’s jaw worked, before he finally looked up, to meet Adia’s gaze.
The woman before him, was truly exasperating, every single word she uttered annoyed him to the fullest, even her actions irked him, but she continues to be oblivious to that fact, and continues been bent on leaving, now she’s mentioning some sort of stupid birthday, a day that’s unfortunately his worst day.
“Do what you want, be back before noon” Sebastian has no choice but to meet her demands, because he’s not sure he can last another minute with her.
” Seriously!” Adia exclaimed loudly, shocked that he accepted so quickly. From the look of things, he looks as if, he’s fed up with her presence.
” Thanks so much, but I’ll need cash” Adia murmured the last words, but he heard her, loud and clear.
” Here” he said, tossing a card at her.
” Thanks” Adia collected the card feeling really grateful, that he obliged to her needs quickly.
” But you’re gonna get me a gift tomorrow, at least be nice”
” Scram,” Sebastian said through gritted teeth, giving her a hard icy glare.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.
Adia was wise enough to note that it’s the end of their conversation, she could already feel anger emanating from him.
Having got what she wanted already, she dashed out of the room happily to freshen up.
Sebastian sighed deeply immediately as she was out of the study, he couldn’t help but wonder, why everything about her points to Aisling.
The looks and all, even her birthday matches with Aisling death anniversary, which is strangely his birthday too.
But Sebastian, didn’t give a damn about birthdays, he has lived for six hundred years now, and birthdays were nothing to him.
All that changed after he met Aisling, who felt celebration brings about love and helps one’s bond grow stronger, that she made sure to celebrate his every year, but that only caused her death, so he hated July 27th 1996 with everything that he got.
Another sigh escaped his lips, as he stood up angrily, thinking about Aisling, only spoiled his mood.
Hitting a bell on the table, a maid came running in.
“Sir, do you need something?” She asked, seeing that her boss was not in a good mood.
“Come over” Sebastian instructed, making the maid blushed, as her mind started going places.
“Yes sir” she replied in an almost erotic voice as she walked closer.
Immediately she got closer, Sebastian grabbed her, as he sank his fangs on her neck, sucking her dry, till her last breath.
Throwing her lifeless body, carelessly on the floor, his voice thundered angrily as he called for Mickelson.
“Mickelson!!”
“Sir” responded Mickelson, only to see a dead body on the floor, wondering who had made his boss angry, knowing how irrational Sebastian can act.
“Take care of this mess, ” and with that he stormed out of the study.
*****
“So you’re trying to say he killed her?” Arion asked as Mickelson had reported to them about the death of the maid.
“Yes and master Sebastian, looked really pissed, he’s in a really bad state”
“Well I can’t question his actions, tomorrow’s the day of the year afterall, make sure no one goes near his floor tomorrow, or heads will roll, thank goodness, he hasn’t massacred a whole village” Arion blurted out dryly, knowing how brutal Sebastian can be, his brother tends to act without thinking, and he doesn’t give a damn about who gets hurts, and that act began since the day Aisling died.
” Okay sir, noted”
“And Adia?” Arion asked,
“I overheard from the maids that she’s throwing a little party for master Sebastian,” reported Mickelson, as Arion chuckled loudly.
“She’s only digging her grave, that’s if Sebastian’s gonna bury her, but you know what, make sure she goes on with her little party” instructed Arion, as Mickelson glared at him, wondering if he was drunk, but vampires, don’t easily get drunk, do they?
Sebastian will only murder Adia, if she goes in there, he’s too gruesome, especially on that very day, he literally cares about no one, except Aisling.
“He’ll murder her”
“No he’ll not, and that’s what I want to find out about, a little experiment won’t hurt, make sure you look for one way or the other to make Adia go to that room, I’d love to check something” stated Arion as his lips pulled up in a mischievous smile.
“What if he kills her?”
“Nahh, don’t worry Sebastian will not kill her, but mind you, be on standby, you never can tell” Arion said dryly, as Mickelson wondered if the male blonde in front of him had lost his mind.
” Make sure you don’t get you, except you mind your head rolling on the floor” Arion added, as Mickelson nodded, before leaving.
Mickelson knew fully well that he was venturing on a dangerous journey, but there’s no harm in trying, especially if Adia comes out of that place alive, that would mean there’s a little bit of humanity left in his boss.
*****
“I Know a place we can go to, alliance boulangerie et cafeine is the perfect place” suggested Monica as Adia smiled gratefully.
” You’re sure I can get the best cake ingredients?”
” Yes, it’s one of the best bakeries in all of Louisiana, they make delicious coffee and espressos, same with baked goods, you’re gonna love it”
” Off we go then”
*****
Adia and Monica walked into the bakery shop, as Adia marveled at the beauty and neatness, the aura it held spoke for it, and she knew it was no ordinary place, it’s obviously a place for the rich.
Looking around she caught sight of the last person, she caught sight of the last person she thought she would come across one day on this mother earth, Lana Rhoades.
“Let’s get done with, and leave this place” she whispered to Monica, not wanting anything to do with her husband’s crazy ex.
“Alright, but what’s the problem?” Monica asked, following Adia’s gaze, as her eyes landed on Lana.
“Do you know her?” Monica asked, having not met the woman before, with the way she was dressed, one could easily guess she’s one of those spoiled heirs.
“Yap, and she’s someone I’d love to avoid, look away” Adia murmured, making way to leave that section, but she was too late, as Lana has already caught a glimpse of the people opposite her.
” Mother fucker” Adia cursed loudly, as their gaze met.