C7 PREY AND A TRAP

The man with delicate eyes and a cold face in an elegant suit smiles and reaches out to untie his tie. In the dimly lit room, with the faint smell of wine emanating from the glass he is placed on the table, everything creates an extremely dark atmosphere. He slowly raises his wine glass, takes a sip, then says to Mia:

“No, don't call me John. I am Malcolm Hiddleston, your master!”

The man's face is extremely pleased after that, he raises his mysterious eyes, waiting for the girl's expression and attitude. Mia smiles wryly, her eyes blinking repeatedly, and looks around, her hand clutching her skirt and backing, then quickly turning the doorknob. But no matter how hard she tries, the door does not open.

“It’s useless! It's already locked from the outside.” He looks at Mia's frightened look, slyly smirking.

The girl desperately crouches down when the sound of the man's footsteps approaches, she crouches in fear towards the door, closing her eyes tightly. Malcolm steps forward, kneels on one knee, and gently runs his long, slender fingers over Mia's smooth face. He lifts her chin slightly, and asks in a deep voice:

“Are you scared?”

Mia quickly shoves Malcolm's hand away but is grabbed by him again. Her strength can not match that of a muscular man like him. She trembles in anxiety and fear. The man leans his head behind Mia's soft hair, then pats her head lightly, takes a breath, and exclaims:

“It's delicious! No wonder I've been waiting for you for over a month now..."

“No… Please stop joking, let me go, John!”

Hearing that name, he squeezes Mia's cheeks, looks directly into her red eyes, and laughs:

“I want to be with you as John too, but… I hate it when you're around me – Malcolm Hiddleston but mentioning a different guy!”

The girl does not believe what is happening right now, she shakes her head and keeps muttering:

"Never… never"

He gently hugs Mia in his arms, even though the girl struggles to get out, he is still considerate and tells her that:

"Why not? Everything in this world is possible. If you feel surprised, then you should blame yourself for being too trusting and naive. So why do you think the owner of this house left for more than a month? You never asked Lita about this house's chef?"

The quiet girl says nothing because she talked to both Lita and Luna about John before, but both appeared to have no problem with that person.

"So you didn't ask? Or did I ask but Lita hid this?” – He releases Mia, sits on the chair, and continues to enjoy the wine – “I have never told anyone else about this but the housekeeper. Maybe she knew, so she helped me lie to you. Anyway, Lita is not like me, she is quite intelligent and understanding. If you could be like that, you wouldn't make it so hard on yourself."

Mia lowers her head, not saying anything more.

“You are so stupid. Do you think of this Hiddleston family only doing the dishes, cleaning, and sweeping the yard? We don't hire you to be our maid. You're so beautiful, why do you put yourself down?"

“Then the person who cheats on an idiot like me, isn't putting himself down as well?” – The girl says in a steady voice, her eyes looking straight at the man, not showing fear or weakness like the original – “If you can fool someone as smart as Miss Lita or someone otherwise worthy of the title of heir to the noble Hiddleston house?"

He laughs happily, then smashes the empty glass on the floor, Mia is startled by the sound but still keeps her indomitable face. Malcolm leans over and picks up a piece of glass.

“Are you strong-willed too? But you should remember who you are. I am your master, the one who holds your life, and your poor family too. Who do you think I am?” – He glances at Mia – “Who do you think I am? You should know that no one has ever dared to deal with this Malcolm Hiddleston. So take off your clothes. You've angered a demon, dear Mia!"

The girl holds her collar tightly, reaches out, and grabs a flower vase nearby, threatening the man:

“I don’t come here to do that dirty work. No one can decide my life.”

“Hey… So you think you're a ‘clean’ person? You should remember that it is a blessing and an honor to have your eyes on the heir of the noblest family. I have never tasted mud before. You're the first, why are you so stubborn?"

As Malcolm is nearing his limit, he rushes over to Mia, ripping off her thin skirt with his hands. Mia quickly slams the man on the head with the vase, but even so, he smiles and pulls Mia forcefully and throws her onto the bed. He slaps her for her rude behavior earlier, but looking at that lovely face that he always wants to possess, he couldn't bear to slap a second one. If it is the Malcolm of the past, he will be ready to draw a sword and stab someone to death when they attack him like that. Whether old people, children, or women, all of them are not spared. So he is an evil demon.

The man uses the piece of glass just now, to slit Mia's neck, the blood is flowing and the pain reaches her brain, causing pain. Malcolm grabs Mia's hands and ties her up with a prepared rope. Then he licks the drops of blood that remains on the glass. He fondles Mia's scornful and angry face with amusement, she constantly scolds the man. But she does that further igniting Malcolm's lust. He slowly unbuttons his vest, then button by button of his white shirt, he shows a well-built, muscular body, crouching down beside Mia. Although she disagrees, Malcolm's soft tongue slowly touches the girl's ear. Her body trembles from this physical contact.

“Let me out… No… Save me! Let me go!” - She shouts.

His toned arms wrap tightly around Mia's slender body, striking the girl gently. Then, biting the wound with his teeth, she screams in pain, and Malcolm continues to enjoy Mia's sweet and fragrant blood. He drinks until the wound stops bleeding. The girl then also loses all vitality, her face is pale and lying on the bed. Malcolm reaches out and wipes the blood from the edge of his mouth, licking his lips, his face revealing comfort and amusement.

“It's been a long time since I've tasted such delicious blood… You are pretty cool!”

“Damn… dammit!” – The girl whispers, her body shivering from the cold weather.

The man hugs the girl in his arms, gently rests her head on his shoulder, and coaxes:

“Come on… It wouldn't be nice to say those words with your pretty lips and lovely voice. Didn't you tell me you were afraid to sleep alone? So I arranged for you to sleep with that bad-tasting blond girl. But after seeing the way she has treated you it upsets me. But it seems that stupid people like you always feel that it is your fault. I should have banished her long ago, but my father keeps rambling about this. So annoying! I also want to taste your blood sooner, but since you ate that oat bar, it takes about a month. And don't scream, it makes you lose your strength, this is a restricted area, only with my permission are they allowed to come up here. You're the only one who got scammed!"

“Let… me out. After all, what are you?"

The boy brings his blood-stained lips and kisses the girl deeply. His tongue touches the girl's tongue. He replies:

“Are you curious about me? I am the next generation of vampires. In other words, this noble Hiddleston family is descended from vampires. Of course, this matter is known only to those in the great clans. Do you feel lucky yet?”

“Damn it… Bastard!”

“Right, right. I'm a bad guy, but what do you think about hitting your master with a flowerpot? I said that no one can oppose me…”

As soon as he finishes speaking, he continues to bite the skin on Mia's shoulder, fresh blood gushed out, and just like that he has a full meal. The girl, due to blood loss, faints in his bed. Malcolm looks at Mia's small form for a moment, uses his shirt, covers her, and then quietly lying beside her. He is ưthinking:

'I can kill you anytime, you're just one of my prey'