Seraphina_Ezuka_1878

3000 years ago, a group of beings known as vampires invaded our land causing havoc and mayhem in the city. They are called the blood suckers. 
      But from nowhere another group of beings appeared and started fighting the blood suckers, they protected the humans from the vampires. They are called the werewolves, protectors of the human race.
The werewolves being the superior beings fought and won the vampires. When the vampires saw that their number is decreasing day by day, they decided to retreat and stay hiding in the forest for the main time until they can get more armies .

 Currently the vampires , having fortified thselves and increased their numbers are now out in the open, more confident about themselves, attacking both humans and werewolves.

  Now a Vampire soothsayer revealed to the leader of the Vampires, Magnus, that the only way they can win over the wolves is through the CHOSEN ONE and he/she must be born a vampire, 
Now, Everyone knows vampires aren't born from birth, rather they were humans who were bittten by another vampire, so while the werewolves are still in oblivion to what is happening, the vampires are busy looking for a way to give birth to their CHOSEN ONE.

IMMORTAL (The chosen one)

"I'm telling you, Matthew, this girl is an eleven out of ten! She's so beautiful—perfect figure-eight—and has the cutest face. I think I've fallen in love, bro."

"Ugh?" Matthew scoffed. "In love? You?"

"Yes, bro! The girl is fine, and the best part? She doesn't look like my regular club girls. She's obviously an office worker."

"So you can mess around with the club girls but won't fall in love or date them?" Mrs. Ollie asked.

"Mrs. Ollie, now you're making me look like a bad person," Lucas said, feigning a sad face. "How would you feel if I brought one of those girls home and introduced her as my fiancée?"

"Well, I definitely wouldn't want you marrying any of those club girls, but I also don't want you messing around with them," Mrs. Ollie said.

"Mrs. Ollie, I promise you, you will love this girl."

"Matthew, when will you be going for the rescheduled meeting with that De La Cruz hot bitch"

"Mind your words," Mrs. Ollie said, glaring at Lucas.

"The meeting is scheduled for next weekend. That's the only time she could spare in her busy schedule," Matthew explained.

"Well, I'm off. Got some baddies to screw tonight," Lucas said, standing up.

"Thought you fell in love?" Matthew teased, while Mrs. Ollie smiled.

"Well, until I can get the attention of my love interest, I still need to make do with the ones at my disposal," Lucas said, grinning slyly.

"I've already sorted it out. I sent them an email, too. They should be reaching out to us soon," Marissa replied.

"I have a lunch break with the girls, and I won't be coming back till tomorrow, so I need you to handle the rest of today's work. Just don't mess things up," Cassandra said, packing her handbag.

"Okay, Cassandra," Marissa replied.

"You know, it wouldn't kill you to address me as 'madam'—because that's exactly what I am to you."

"Well, technically, you're not my madam. Your mom is."

"Whatever!" Cassandra said, waltzing off.

An Hour Later at the Restaurant_________

"You mean she does all that for you?"

"Lol, yes! She's practically my slave. I command, and she obeys," Cassandra bragged.

"I don't believe you. Remember, Marissa was once the daughter of the pack's leader? She should've been in your mom's position if not for her mother's betrayal."

"Yeah, whatever," Cassandra scoffed, rolling her eyes. "But right now, she's my slave instead of the leader."

"Do you guys want to see a live demonstration?"

"Yes! Show us!" one of her friends squealed.

Cassandra picked up her phone and dialed Marissa's number.

"Come to my regular restaurant now. There's an emergency," she ordered the moment Marissa picked up.

Marissa rushed into the restaurant, sweating profusely. "What's wrong, Cassandra?" she asked as soon as she spotted her.

"Well, my earring fell under the table, and I need you to bend down and look for it."

"Cassandra, please don't tell me this is the emergency you called me for," Marissa said, frustrated.

"Are you picking it up or not?" Cassandra barked.

Marissa sighed, bent down, and reached under the table, searching for the so-called lost earring while Cassandra and her friends giggled loudly.

"I told you girls—she's my slave," Cassandra mouthed to her friends.

"Oops! I had the earring all along. You can come out now, Marissa. I honestly thought it fell off," Cassandra said, faking an apologetic tone.

Marissa stood up, exhaled sharply, and started walking out.

"Don't forget to get my clothes from the laundry service," Cassandra called after her.

"But the laundry has a delivery service," Marissa countered.

"But I want you to do it, Marissa," Cassandra said smugly. "Or are you refusing?"

Marissa sighed in resignation. "I'll do it."

"Oh my God, I need a PA just like that!" one of Cassandra's friends gushed as Marissa left.

"I told you, girls, she does everything," Cassandra said, beaming with pride.

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