05

Jayden's POV

Having put the daring blonde in her place, I went back to my chamber, and asked Jimmy to go get the blonde in an hour.

To my surprise when I stepped in, I found out I had a visitor waiting for me through her smell.

It was her—Mandy, my old vampire bitch. The only vampire I derive pleasure from after the death of my mate. As one of the late lords’ siblings, this title also made her to be feared and respected by the fellow vamps.

As I stepped in, I found her sitting on the bed. Ignoring her dress, I signalled to her to follow me into my study.

Right in my study, I made her stand to listen to what I had to tell her, while I sat across from her.

For over an hour, we discussed many official matters, including the daring blonde. I told her about Damon’s plot, and my new laid-down rules, which I believed she had no idea of, because she was busy dressing to make me hit her hard down there.

I also told her about the calamity that was about to befall the mundane world, but she seemed to care less about it.

Although she had never been a lord, but she has acquired some skills that could help train the weak vampires for war, and that made her useful to me.

The daring blonde seemed to be her greatest worry, so she suggested I let her deal with her in her own way. But I objected and told her the blonde was mine to handle.

"I could always help,” she added, and made an attempt to sit on my lap. But she was caught in action, when she heard footsteps from the bedroom.

Knowing clearly that it was the blonde, I rose up to my feet, and went to the bedroom, with Mandy following suit.

As I and Mandy walked deeper into the room, I discovered how engrossed she was in my portrait.

As she sensed my presence, she speedily turned around, and bowed.

“Exactly what I wanted,” I thought in my head, and let out a smirk.

I could see Mandy staring at her with a disgusted face, and it was literally okay for her to do that. But then, I asked her to leave.

“Why?" She asked, disappointed.

"I’d need some private time with the blonde.” I replied.

She wanted to utter another word, but I cut her off, telling her I’d call for her when I’m in the mood.

Shrugging off her shoulder, she brushed it hard against the daring blonde’s as she left putting dissatisfied look on.

The shoulder brushing made the blonde girl stagger, but she maintained her stance , and kept her head bowed.

Having left her to sit on a nearby couch in the room, I began to disclose the remaining rules to her.

Rule two; As my personal maid, you would start carrying out whichever task I assign to you with neither question nor delay.

Rule three: If you dared try to do anything funny, like escape, I repeat again, you'd be executed on the spot.

"That’s all for the meantime. Now, Come closer; it had been a long time since I had a mundane meal." I said to her, my eyes scrutinizing her figure. "Could you believe she still looked hot in a simple maid dress?"

She seemed confused by my order , but still stepped forward.

As soon as she was near, I dragged her closer to me, and dipped my fangs right into her shoulder. Then, I began sucking the hell out of her.

Her screams seemed to be blocking my ears. I expected her to stay still after the fangs’ penetration, but surprisingly enough, she kept on screaming and shaking in fear, as she struggled to get free from my grasp.

When I realized the pain she was feeling was literally intensifying , I immediately stopped feeding on her.

"Why did she seem different?" I thought, devastated by her nature.

The pain was meant to subside after the plunge, but she kept on feeling the pain even when I was only sucking.

“Something really seemed fishy with her,” I pondered, puzzled, as I withdrew my fangs from her.

The mark from the bite closed up as usual, and her scream seized, as her pain subsided.

To serve as a punishment , I didn’t purposely manipulate her to forget the terror she just encountered, like I used to with the other mundane.

“Leave!” I declared, and she retreated out of the room, trembling.

“Things had been really changing in the underworld just within a day of my arrival.” I realized, upon looking through the window, after the departure of the blonde.

Unlike before, I witnessed my subjects roaming under the big cloud of the underworld, and none of them seemed to be making out or feeding on each other in the open.

They must be working in accordance with my new laid-down rules now. Only God knew why they chose the public spaces of all places, to feed and make out, when they all had their separate rooms!

They all could roam under the sun as long as they have their sun-protecting necklace on, but I personally never needed that.

As a special being, when it comes to many supernatural attributes—I never needed anything to protect me from the sun, because my skin alone had been a natural shield . I wonder if Damon had acquired all.

And concerning him, I already plotted a spy amongst his so-called newly converted vampire armies. He had been turning his claim non-stop since he got adapted to my blood. It had been 5 days over there, while it had just been a day here.

I had plotted Daisy as my spy. She was also one of the daughters of the late lords and my only bosom friend. She had been the only heiress alive for the lordship position, but she had always declined the offer.

She told me Damon hadn't gone outside his clan to turn anyone, aside from his clan members. This made me think he wasn't in a hurry for battle.

Concerning the blonde, It was so surprising how she'd known about us, suckers since childhood. I had been in her head while feeding from her, and I discovered that she had extremely suffered from Damon's wrath.

“I wonder who her father was. Could it be she had vampire blood running in her veins?" I thought, confused.