Chapter 8: Expected

Jonathan was laying on his chair.

His stomach was making noises, he just finished using the bathroom. He looks at his son approached him and said, "Dad, I haven't seen mom for two days. Ever since the festival you went to with me. Is everything okay?"

Jonathan, still suffering from a headache, reassures his son that everything was okay, "Don't worry, son. Everything is fine. Your mom is probably just busy with some things. She'll be back soon."

Joseph wasn't entirely convinced by his father's reassurance. He knew that something wasn't quite right, but he didn't want to worry about his father further. So he just nodded and went back to his room.

Jonathan thought his wife was probably out strolling in the village, enjoying the peace and tranquility. He knew that she was independent and liked to explore on her own, but he couldn't help feel a bit worried about her. He decided to wait for her return, hoping that she would come back soon.

It was already four hours.

Jonathan decided to look around the village to see if could find his wife. He walked through the street, looking in every direction and corner, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. Despite his efforts, Jonathan couldn't find his wife anywhere in the village. He started to feel a bit frustrated and worried, wondering where she could have gone.

"That's it!"

Jonathan suddenly felt a pang of electricity in his head, and it hit him that there was one place he hadn't checked yet. He realized that he had overlooked a possibility location where his wife could be.

Jonathan couldn't believe that he had overlooked such obvious locations. He quickly made his way to the place, hoping that he would find his wife there.

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Meanwhile, inside the church, a loud moan echoed through the halls, causing the air to feel heavy with an unidentifiable tension.

"Oooh... Mm...mmm...ahhh...god"

Andrew was lying down on the altar, with Elizabeth riding his cock. The room was filled with the sound of her moan and the creaking of the altar. They were lost in the moment, unaware of their surroundings.

Elizabeth was riding Andrew hard, her tits bouncing wildly with each movement.

Andrew's holding her hips tightly, matching her rhythm and enjoying every second of it. The sound of their bodies slapping together echoed through the empty church. Andrew grin grew wider as he continued to thrust into Elizabeth, his breathing becoming more labored and his movements more intense.

"THRUST!.. THRUST!.. THRUST!"

Andrew's hips move faster and more forcefully, each thrust driving Elizabeth closer to ecstasy. Her moans grew louder and more desperate, and her body trembled with each impact.

Elizabeth let out a cry of ecstasy, her body tensing and shuddering as she was overcome by her orgasm. "I'm COMING!... OOOOOHHH!" she gasped, her voice hoarse with pleasure.

SPLASH!...

Elizabeth's body went limp as she collapsed onto the altar, her chest heaving and her skin glistening with sweat. She was utterly exhausted from the intensity of her orgasm, her body trembling from the aftershock of pleasure.

Andrew's shadows figure returned, slithering across the room and attaching itself to his shadow. It whispered urgently to him, warning him that someone was approaching. Andrew's face grew serious as he listened to the message, his body tensing anticipation.

Andrew closed his eyes and forcused his powers, connecting to his other shadows that were scattered around the area. He uses the shadow to scout the surroundings, searching for any signs of the approaching person.

Andrew's eyes widened as he saw who was approaching through the shadows. A sly grin spread across his face, and he let out a low chuckle. "Look like we have a visitor," he said, his voice dripping with amusement.

Andrew slowly turned his attention to Elizabeth, who was still lying down, catching her breath. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "We have company. We need to get dressed."

Elizabeth nodded.

Her body still trembling from the afterglow of their lovemaking. She stood up from the altar, her legs still feeling a bit wobbly, and began to get dressed.

A few moments later.

Andrew and Elizabeth were both dressed and ready to receive their expected visitors Andrew's shadows figure still lurked in the corner, it's presence ominous and menacing.

SWOOSH...

The sound of the door opening echoed through the room, and a figure entered, the identity of which was still hidden. Andrew and Elizabeth waited quietly, their expression a mix of anticipation and curiosity.

Andrew was pretending to preach about his lord and savior. While Elizabeth acted out as well and pretended to listen and praised the Lord.

Andrew stood at the pulpit, his voice booming as he preached about his lord and savior, "God is our savior! He is our salvation! He is our answer to every solution."

Elizabeth stood nearby, her expression one of pious devotion as she listened to his words and occasionally added a "amen"

Her husband Jonathan walked slowly into the room, his eyes scanning the area.

"hmm..."

When he saw his wife standing near the pulpit, a pang of recognition flashed across his face.

He knew it was her.

Jonathan approached Elizabeth, his expression a mix of serene and happy. He believed and knew that his wife was here, in a church, listening to Andrew's preach about the lord and savior. Her husband stood next to her and put his arm around her waist, pulling her close. She leans into him, her body feeling warm and comfortable in his embrace.

Another person came after.

"STEP... STEP"

The sound of the footsteps echoes through the room, growing louder and louder as someone approached. Andrew gazes while Elizabeth turns her attention towards the source of the sound, their expression growing more cautious.

The man who entered the room was a mystery, his presence ominous and his demeanor calm and confident. His eyes were fixed on Andrew, his gaze piercing and intense. It's clear the man was not here for a casual talk.

Vandella stood before Andrew, his voice calm and measured. He looked directly at him and said, "You must be Andrew."

His eyes remain fixed on Andrew, studying him with a calculating gaze.

Andrew continues to stare at Vandella, his eyes studying him carefully. He could sense the power and authority that he radiated from the man, but he refused to let it intimidate him. He was ready for whatever tricks or attacks Vandella might throw at him.

Andrew said, "Yes, I'm Andrew."

Vandella eyes remained fixed on Andrew, his expression unreliable. He took a step closer, his movements slow and deliberate. "I've been looking for you," he said, his voice low and calm. "I have a few questions I'd like to ask you."

He stares at Andrew, but he remains calm. While he stares back at vandella, "I'll be happy to answer any of it," he said, while sly smiled at vandella.

Vandella studied Andrew for a moment, his eyes searching Andrew face for deception."You seem pretty calm for someone who's being questioned by someone like me," he said, his voice cool and measured.

Andrew said with calm and sly words, "Of course. I can't hide anything in the house of God," he said, while smiling at vandella. He didn't know he was lying.

Vandella studied Andrew's face for a moment, but he didn't see a small smile playing at the corner of his lips. He didn't know that he was lying.

"Oh, really? You're in the church, not in the house of God," he said, his voice is still measured and cool. He took a step closer to Andrew, his eyes never leaving his face.

Andrew stares and still calmly, he still doesn't understand why he is here or what his true motive is.

Vandella took a few more steps closer to Andrew, his eyes still fixated on his face, his smile still playing at the corner of his lips.

"I find it hard to believe that a priest like you doesn't know the difference between the church and the house of God. " he said, his voice is still calm and measured.

Andrew chuckles, his eyes still meeting Vandella's gaze. "You're right. My mistake. I am still a new priest, I apologize for my ignorance." he said, his voice is still calm and collective, but he was still lying.

Since he apologized, he will leave it alone, Vandella took another step close to Andrew. He had a conversation with Jonathan before and heard some rumors about this new MistWood.

"Rumors, huh? I've heard a few things about this village. Care to enlighten me on some of them?" he asked, his voice still cool and measured, but his eyes were sharp and intense.

"I'm happy too," he said, while smiling like a sly fox.

....

While they were talking, Jonathan was worried about wanting to know where his wife was. Their son had been worried had been waiting for her to come back home the whole two days. But to his unaware, his wife was having an affair with Andrew two whole days.

He holds her gently on her waist, "Honey. Where have you not come home?" he said, while smiling softly at her.

Elizabeth felt guilty and ashamed.

She knew what she was doing, and it was wrong, but she couldn't resist the pull of her affair with Andrew. She forced her smile on her face and tried to play it cool. "Oh, honey, I'm sorry I didn't come home. I just caught up with church stuff. You know how I am."

Jonathan felt relieved that she was safe, and he trusted her word. He wrapped his hand around her and hugged her tightly, burying his face on her hair. "I was so worried about you. Don't ever stay out late again."

Elizabeth hugged him back, feeling mixed with guilt and comfort. She could not bring herself to tell him the truth.

"Don't worry, honey. I promise I'll be more careful next time. I'm sorry for worrying you."

....

Vandella carefully read his expression to see if he was lying, but he can't tell any of his tricks. Andrew was too good at hiding his true attention and feelings, while Vandella couldn't tell by his looks, so he will go along with what he said.

Andrew already told him about the vampires hiding out, but he acts like he wasn't sure.

"Yes. I think the vampires, should be around this area. To my conclusion, vampires live in caves. So I'll bet it's somewhere here." he said, with a clueless expression.

Vandella studied his expression, trying to detect any hint of deception.

"Hmm... I see. Well, I guess we should go and check it out." he said, while wasn't sure if it was the right location.

Andrew walks him out.

"We are glad that someone like your expertise. To help this poor village, our future will be safe in your hands."

Vandella chuckles and shook his head.

"Oh, it's no problem. It's my duty to help out when I can. Beside, it's not everyday that I get to work with a priest," he said.

Andrew said. "Then we should meet here tomorrow night."

Vandella nod.

Vandella and the couples were walking away, chatting and smiling. Meanwhile, Andrew couldn't take his eyes away from Elizabeth. He watches her with a sinister expression on his face, his tongue licking his lips.

Jonathan was too engrossed in his conversation with Vandella to notice Andrew's gaze on his wife. He continues chatting with vandella, oblivious to the lustful look on his eyes.

....

Vandella entered the broken old house, greeted by the sight of his friend Jack, who was cleaning his crossbow on the table. Vandella told him about the suspicious priest.

He told him how it goes down.

While Jack can tell that the priest was too cunning, and he wasn't sure if he could trust the priest.

"Is that so?" Jack said.

Vandella said, "Yeah. I still cannot see through him."

Jack listened intentionally to the vandella story, his expression becoming more serious as heard about the priest.

"Hmm... I see. So, you're not sure if we could trust him this priest. Can you tell me more about him?"

Woosh...

Vandella and Jack were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice the shadows figures moving beneath their feet. They were completely unaware of the fact that Andrew's shadow minions were listening to their conversations, gathering information.

Andrew was watching vandella and Jack from a distance, using his shadow as a medium. He was listening in their conversations, hearing every word they said. He had a sly smile on his face, knowing he has the upper hand.

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