I sighed. I leaned back against the chair and rolled my eyes up to the ceiling. Damn you Draco, I thought with irritating bitterness. This was your way of getting back at me for not joining with you, isn't it?
I looked at Theraisa, who in turn, was observing me with dissaproval clear in her eyes.
" What?," I growled, all thoughts of politeness abandoned.
Her frown deepened," The Inner Council is concerned that your relations with certain people may endanger the cause of your mission. This basically is about your history with Draco, the now current Lord of the Dark Court. Your history that you share with Draco is strongly dissaproved of. We have decided that it is best if you try to cut off all contact with people."
That did it. I was pissed.
" Look!," I slammed a fist against the wooden table in growing anger. I didn't have to take any of this crap. Ths was my job, not the Inner Council's," This is my job, not theirs! I'm the one who work's, not them! Therefore, I believe that they have no right telling me how to do my job!," I practically shrieked the last statement. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a few heads turning our way. I ignored them.
Theraisa's frown turned into a grim line that made her pretty but stern features gaunt looking. Her eyes were icy as she spoke," The Inner Council has every right to be involved in your work, and you have no right to pass judgement on them. Your duty is to carry out their orders and execute."
This girl was really really starting to get to me.
I stood up abruptly," Do you think that I'm just an emotionless doll like you? A servant that doesn't think but just follows orders?," I leaned in to her, my blazing emerald eyes locked with her frosty hazel ones," You and I may be both Seriana, but the one difference is that I don't depend on the Inner Council to tell me what to do!"
With that last comment, I jerked myself away from her, trying to make it out of the cafe without attacking Theraisa. I could feel her glare on my back.
As I opened the cafe door, I heard her voice call out in threatening tones," You won't get away with this. The Inner Council will be informed of your foolish desicion and actions."
I turned around, a nasty little smile on my face," Save me the bullishit Theriasa. Because frankly, I don't give a damn."
And walked away.
I stood in front of a floor length mirror, examining my outfit
for Thierry's dinner meeting. My lips were pursed, as if I had
tasted something sour, just thinking about my meeting with
Theraisa. That girl's such a bitch, I thought to myself. Does
she actually think that I'm gonna let someone tell me how to do my
job? I sighed and shook my head. Unbeilievable.
As for the Inner Council...I saw my eyes glinting dangerously. They usually mind their own business whenever I'm off in the human world. But now they decide to stick their little heads in.
Sighing, I tried to not think up of anymore vicious thoughts about the Inner Council and Theraisa. Instead, I tried to occupy my time by observing my outfit for tonight.
My lithe figure was sheathed in a silky black strapless dress that ended about midthigh. Creamy pale thighs peeked out from the slits. The slits were dangerously ending a bit too high. They almost came up to my hips.
I grimaced at the thought of how they would look as I sat down.
Ugh...this may be inappropriate for a dinner meeting, especially a Daybreaker one...but oh well. What the hell.
My emerald eyes were shining with amusement. Both of my wrists were encased in black leather cuffs with glittering forest green scales. Dragon scales. A band of the same material, black leather with dragon scales, were encircled around my throat.
As for my legs and feet...they were sheathed in my comfy knee- high black leather boots with heels of four inches. I had strapped a silver knife against the inside of my left boot in case I might need it for tonight.
Whistling, I ran a finger through my wavy silvery sea-green tresses. The tresses framed my face, trailing down my back like sea mist.
A smile of satisfaction appeared in my face.
She passed by him with an air of confidence, her steps
unfaltering as she headed for the dining room. Julian watched the
Seriana woman with unblinking eyes. He caught the sweet, alluring
scent of magnolias as she passed by. His eyes narrowed.
For some reason, unwanted desire overcame him everytime he caught sight of this woman named Lilith, Lilith DeAllure. He had brushed it aside when first meeting her, but now...He couldn't ignore it. His gaze traveled up her smooth bare legs, devouring her voluptious female form with his eyes.
She's beautiful and the heart of my desire, he thought to himself. But she's Seriana. Lilith is a fucking Seriana.
He shook his head and sighed. Instead of returning to the shadows, he followed the Seriana woman, the one named Lilith, into the dining room.
I purposely ignored Julian as I walked past him in the hallway.
A very much undesired sensation of giddiness overcame me as I saw
his handsome profile.
What the hell's wrong with you?, I scolded myself. Julian is a Shadow Man. Seriana and Shadow Men do not mix. Now get your butt into the dining room.
My steps slightly faltered at the doorway, I took in the entire room with my eyes.
The first thing that caught my eyes was the gigantic crystal chandelier hanging over the long dining table. The lights reflected off the crystals, swathing the room in rainbows.
The Daybreakers were already seated except for Thierry and Lady Hannah. Nobody had noticed me standing underneath the doorway, almost in the shadows. I was a coat stand for all they cared.
My eyes rested on the fiery red-head named Poppy, to her soulmate James, and to everyone else seated. Some of the faces tonight were unfamiliar.
" Do you always block doorways with your bulky figure?," A mocking, familiar voice called from behind me.
Julian.
" And do you always try to charm women with your tasteless remarks lacking witt?," I replied with an all too sweet smile, and turned.
And froze.
I hadn't realized how close he was behind me. Our lips were inches apart, and suddenly, the world seemed so small. Our eyes were caught in a trap of confusement and bewilderment. This close, I felt myself drowning within the pools of his brilliant blue eyes. Drowning ever so deeper. I could feel his desire, his lust. He softly whispered my name. Not in insult, but in... awe. The several inches between us grew shorter and shorter...
Glass shatttered on the ground.
" Watch it with that champagne glass, will ya?," A voice within the dining room hall cried out.
I jumped back, startled and angry. Angry at myself....and him. Julian blinked, appearing as if someone had just doused him in ice cold water. His eyes were unfazed, and they were settled on me.
" Keep away from me," Was all I said. Fury, confusement, and fear was building up inside of me.
He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but I cut him off.
" I don't fall for my enemies," I said in a brusque, frosty voice, and fled to my seat at the table.
I didn't hear his footsteps pursuing me. I didn't hear him at all. But as I sat down, I could feel his gaze on me. The promise of a kiss underneath the doorway had created a fire within me that spread throughout my entire being, engulfing me in fiery flames. It was a feeling that I had felt several times in my life, but not as passionately. Those past feeling were only the ghost of the feeling that ran through me now. A feeling that never before had I felt for a Shadow Man, but now was. It was pulsating through my soul like a raging inferno.
Desire.
Things were definitely going wrong.
