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painting clearly was intended to intimidate anyone who looked at it.
    M aybe the reason Dario bought me to this room was to show me the other side of him, the one that I was yet to see. Dario looked powerful, an essence the painter had managed to capture. His eyes followed you wherever you stood in the room, making you feel uncomfortable under his intense glare. If I hadn’t seen the nicer side of him, just looking at the painting would make my blood run cold at the thought of meeting this tall dark vampire at night.
    I flicked a quick glance at Dario; he was watching me, waiting for me to accept that this was a part of who he was. I gave him a small smile to show him that he didn’t intimidate me; maybe I was foolish to think that Dario would never show this side to me, but I couldn’t fit the painting to the person that I had come to know over the last few months. This painting reflected someone else, my Dario was less intense, and my Dario went out of his way to make me feel cherished. I let myself hope that I had filled the void in his life that made him want to appear so formidable. Let myself hope that I was the reason that he no longer looked like that.
    M y fingers trailed over various objects as I wandered about the room. There were small tables dotted about that held various pieces of fine art, and antique sofas and a coffee table that gave the room a rather grand feeling. Finally, I came to a stop in front of a Dario. He’d said nothing since we’d entered the room, but had watched me like a hawk as I’d moved about touching anything that caught my eye. I reached up and gently tugged him down so I could kiss him softly on the lips. I saw relief flash in his eyes as he stepped away from me. “I will give you a grand tour tomorrow, the sun will be up in a couple of hours and I need to speak with my day walkers.” I don’t know why I found this information so surprising. Given that he was a Prince, it only stood to reason that he had people that he trusted to guard the property and him, whilst he slept. Hunters had no such need for day walkers, we only hunted vampires and they were dead to the world during daylight hours.
    I had so many questions buzzing through my head, but I still felt a little bit tipsy from his blood. I decided to wait until I could actually ask the important questions and not some of the drivel that was whizzing through my mind.
    “Would you like to see your bedroom?” My bedroom? I felt my mouth drop open and a flash of annoyance sweep through me. We had been apart for so long, I needed him with me, not because I wanted to sleep with him per-say, but if the moment arose, then I’m sure I would jump at the chance, but I felt safe with him at my side. I was in a castle surrounded by what felt like hundreds of vampires (okay that was an exaggeration) but you get my point. When he was with me, it didn’t feel like anything or anyone would try to harm me. I was nervous; I could take on one or two vampires at a time, but several?
    The guards were tall, muscular and all looked as though they worked out regularly, not your average vampires that roamed the streets.
    When I went on a mission, my contract kills had never been on someone with such a high profile. I was usually sent to take out someone who had wronged one of the government or embezzled money by underhand deeds. My last contract kill had been on a vampire who had trafficked humans. Young girls were being plucked off the streets, families were filing reports of their missing loved ones and the hunters had been called to deal with the problem. It still troubled me as to why I had been given a kill order on Dario. It didn’t make sense.
    Dario held out his arm and said “Come, I will show you your room and t hen we can work out the details that will suit us both.” With a heavy heart, I caught hold of his arm and let him lead me from the room.
    He looked nervous as he glanced at me as we climbed the stairs. I couldn’t help