Appreciation ll

Creed POV

"Hey, who was the woman at Fin's party yesterday that you pulled out of the reception?" Leana asked me.

“None of your business.” I said. She raised an eyebrow at me.

"The fuck Creed don't tell us that you will also imitate Fin?" She asked.

"Leana, don't be so bitter. Creed has his own mind and heart." Said Leona.

"That's right, then what if Creed pulls something out?" Von asked.

"Duh I'm just curious. Can't you all notice? When Creed saw the woman and he saw Fin's male guests looking at the woman's legs, Creed blushed out of anger." Said Leana.

"And so?"

"I think you're stressing me out. I'm leaving this country first and I'll just go home when Creed wedding. Make sure I have nephews." Leana said and walked out.

"Stupid woman. You don't know what to convey." Leona said.

"Guys, Look, Fin posted on IG." Van showed us Fin's post on his IG account that he and Clementine were on Vempero Island.

"Hayst, it's good that our youngest has a family." Said Van.

"Yuck Van, do you really dream of getting married? Don't worry I'm the happiest vampire when you get married." Said Von.

"Eh, if you were just a priest, wouldn't you, Von? Your life would still have meaning." Van said.

"Wait. Why are we talking about that?" Leona asked.

"I do not know." My answer.

"Tss. Creed, I'm going to the Maldives tomorrow. You want to come?" Leona asked.

"I'm just like me!" Said Von.

"No, I don't want to, I'm busy with a lot to do here in the City." I said.

"Ow i forgot, you're Mayor." Leona said laughing.

"There's Von with you Van?"

"No Thanks. I'd rather travel alone than with those two raw shrimp."

"WHAT ?!" Leona and Von shouted at the same time. Van immediately ran out and the two immediately chased him.

Nothing new, they're still immature.

I smiled knowingly. Strange. A strange lifestyle happened to us as soon as we went out to Vampire high.

I can't quite imagine that this is the kind of happy life we ​​can have.

I hope there is no end to this fun. I hope it's always like this.

Suddenly Rizden's smiling face popped up in my mind. I was shaken and swallowed.

Why do I think about the look on that woman's face?

I woke up early today, because I also don’t know why. All I know now is that this day is the beginning of Rizden’s work with me. And speaking of her, I brought her to the driver.

Since there is still a day outside and I can't go out, Rizden and I are here at my house first. And I don't know why but I prepared food for her, I mean for the two of us.

I also adjusted and I make sure that I look presentable once I face her. I don't know what the hell is going on but i only know is that Rizden is coming.

I'm not excited okay, I'm just happy because I already have an assistant.

"Sir, they are here." I turned to the maid. I smiled and immediately went down the stairs. When I got down I saw Rizden just got out of the car.

She looked around the outside of the house and then looked at my direction. The two of us got our eyesight right and almost everyone stopped moving to the side when I saw her smile.

Damn! She's so hot! I mean no she's not hot duh. She walked into the house while looking at me. I felt my heart beat faster while she was walking in front of me.

"Good morning Mr. Vaughn." She said politely.

"There's no good in morning Ms. Quatre, you're 3 minutes late." I said coldly. She just smiled.

"Because I took care of my brother before I left. Then I asked your driver if we could take my brother to school first. Sorry Sir." She says.

"Don't call me Sir Ms. Quatre."

"Ma'am?"

"Fuck!"

"Joke. Mr. Vaughn?"

"Too formal."

"Oh eh what shall I call you? Babe? Baby? Mister? Sugar bear?" She asked as I stopped. I looked at hrt but deep inside there's something that made me happy. "Just a joke again haha." She said awkwardly.

"Call me Creed." I said and stared at her.

"Sir, your food is ready." I nodded to the maid and then looked at Rizden.

"Have you eaten?" I ask.

"Why do you care?" She asked and laughed. I just wrinkled my forehead.

"Not yet CREED." She says.

"Then let's eat." I said and walked over to the dining table first. I sat in my chair and she sat in the front.

"Fix the theme of your house ha, all black and mixed with red." She says.

"Just eat." I said. She looked at the table.

"The amount of these food? Will you run out of it?" She asked.

"That's why you're here to help me eat, get down." I said.

" Wait what is that? Red wine?" She asked while pointing at my glass. I stared at her.

"It's pig's blood." I said. I saw her nod.

"Ahh of course. Instead of drinking human blood, you only drink animal blood." She said and started to take food. A long silence fell between the two of us.

Did I scare her?

"Rizden ..." I called. She looked at me.

"Are you .... Are you scared of me?" I ask. She stopped and faced me. She let go of her spoon and fork and laughed.

"No ah." She says. "Why should I be afraid of a handsome vampire like you?" My heartbeat quickened at what I heard.

"But ... I'm a vampire, don't you think I can suck all your blood?" She laughed even harder at what I said.

"I know you can't." She said while laughing.

"I'm just asking, some people are afraid of vampires. They hate vampires and they trying to kill vampires." I said. She was stunned and looked at me seriously.

"You know the first time I saw you, you're obviously a vampire. Is that because of your white and your fangs, then I know you're kind." She says.

"Really?"

"Yes. Because if you're a bad vampire, I hope you sucked my blood while I was unconscious when you first saw me." She said and laughed.

"Then it's cool to have a vampire boss." She added. I smiled at what he said. She's different from the others.

"Wait, how does it feel to be a vampire? Didn't they say that when you're a vampire, your life lasts a few thousand years? How old are you?" She asked. I averted my eyes.

"I'm ... I'm 219 years old." I saw the masculinity of her eyes and amazement.

"Seriously? Cool." She said and smiled.

"I hope everyone reaches that age." She says. I wrinkled my forehead.

"Why? How old are you?" I ask.

"27 years old." She replied.

"Hmm."

"You know, I dream of living long." I stared into her eyes which were now replaced by sadness.

"Don't you people live to be 90 years old?" I ask. She laughed.

"Depends on whether you're sick or not." She answered and ate again.

"Why are you sick?" I will ask. She didn't answer instead she just smiled and ate.

There's something strange with this girl.