Linda Wilson
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"What do you mean by that? Is your image more important than your health?" Jones rebuked him upon choosing to stay inside the storeroom rather than going out to face Kayden and Medusa. Malcolm lifted his head and chuckled sarcastically which made Jones bite his own words. "Do I have to mind you that I'm in this state because of your son!? Who are you to lecture me on this?" Jones sighed upon his words and could not counter reply, he patted on his shoulder and released Malcolm's arms. He ebbed and went…
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Mr Jones wanted to shot up from the chair immediately to stop Kayden, but the haphazard reaction would have just raised suspicion. He cleared his throat and stopped Kayden by raising his voice, whereas Medusa was engrossed in eating. She averted her head towards Kayden with her mouth stuffed with food which made her unable to speak. "Wait, I will bring them for you." The old man's loud voice forced Kayden to halt in his place, and he turned around to reply to his father. Things were not going as casually…
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'This old man is trying to put me in trouble. Gah!' Medusa mumbled to herself as she headed towards the arcade, the woman was ready to defend herself if Kayden behaved rudely with her. The succubus clenched the hem of her shirt and felt disgusted upon remembering that it was Kayden's shirt. She could not help but to feel like a fool who assumed more than she should have. She opened the door slightly to make sure he was still asleep before the succubus intended to run away right after waking him. Kayden…
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Medusa became genuinely annoyed by the old man's prying, she had no answer to his questions. And was definitely not in a position to explain anything, because if she said a word about their conversation from yesterday, she had to disclose the incoming of Ceres too. Although the succubus was surprised how Mr Jones did not sense her father's aura in the house. Every specie had its own peculiar aura to differentiate, which could be tracked and sensed by everyone. It rose her suspicion even though she was…
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Later that night when Kayden was done with the dishes, he looked for Medusa in the whole house. Suspecting that he might have done something wrong with her, Kayden wanted to apologize but perhaps Medusa did not want to be found. He headed towards the roof as the last place to look for her. Medusa could already hear his footsteps and jumped off the wall to hide somewhere else. The door opened and Kayden went back inside with disappointment upon not finding her there. 'Where did she go? Its been so late…
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Kayden went back to his room and prepared himself for another possible session with Medusa. The sensation of the woman's body and her taste still lingered on his tongue. Kayden could not fathom the amazing aroma of her sweat which served as intoxication for him. 'I want to feel it again, her blood tasted like a delicious wine. I'm unable to decide whether it's her skin or blood which I still desire.' He stood in front of the mirror to settle his hair while mumbling to figure out what he liked the most…
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The main question still remained unanswered regarding how Ceres found her whereabouts? And if he had changed then how did he manage to pass the gates of the realm without Evilrite' help? There were many questionable glitches and doubts in his theory which raised suspicions. However Medusa preferred to remain silent in that moment because if her dad went through all the lengths to patch up with her, then some big lie or reason must have been underlying behind his actions. The sly man would not even give…
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"Mmff." Medusa tried to revolt against the intruder's audacious act of covering her mouth and to assume he was better than her in terms of strength. The woman was tucked to the wall quite forcefully and stared at the man in front of her. It took her a few moments to recognise the guy due to the obvious dim lights. "Don't scream or I will kill you right here." The man's utter warning resonated in her ears and the truthfulness was indicated from the crimson eyes which stared at her intently. After making…
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Medusa was still occupied with her thoughts regarding Malcolm's safety, she was genuinely worried about her blood servant because Malcolm technically belonged to her. 'This old man must have done something to him, or else why would Malcolm inform him and not me! Something sure is wrong here, I'm definitely missing something.' The succubus was well informed about Malcolm's nature and to what extent he could rebel and disobey her orders. However what made her suspicious was the valid point that they both…
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Mr Jones did all the remaining cleaning while acting normally, Medusa and the other hand folded her legs on the sofa and watched television. It seemed most realms shared a similar atmosphere, Jones knew Beelzebelle was advancing towards a near dystopian era. It justified Medusa's behaviour and actions which would be probably shared with the vampires. Both of the blood servants were well versed in using the language and technology of the vampires. It enabled them to mingle in the realm effortlessly,…
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