Chapter 2: 2 :Confirming
(THIRD PERSON POV)
Kiera smiled slightly and stared at Adrean, meeting his serious gaze.
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A few minutes passed before Azrael had enough and broke the staring competition between his brother and the new maid... Kiera. "Let's contact mother and see if what this maid is saying is true."
"No need." Yaranyl spoke for the first time. "She... isn't lying." She looked at her brother in the eye signaling that her power didn't pick up any trace of trickery. Yes, one of her powers was 'Judge's eyes' which could define truth from lie.
Kiera turned to her. She had a lighter shade of black- almost ash grey- for her hair. Her eyes however were completely different from Achlys. They were ghostly -light grey. What was fascinating about her eyes was how one could see something like smoke swirling inside. They were sharp and cold and phoenix shaped. Her complexion was pale, as if she had never set foot in the sun. She had plum like lips which were pursed. Even then you could see the colour of it- they were also red....
'The beau of Vampires is unmatched.' Kiera thought.
".. Is that so.. Damien, escort the maid to her room. Second floor ,door two, section A. The west wing.'' Azrael said imposingly with a frown.
Damien who was sitting on the far end of the sofa, minding his own business on his phone:(ノ｀Д´)ノ彡┻━┻
" Sigh, follow me. " With that said he stood up and started walking, not caring if she was following him or not. Kiera jogged to get her suitcase and followed him with her head bowed, hiding her expression.
'Fortunately I have long legs otherwise... 'She thought. 'And the members of this family so handsome and beautiful? I'm sure Nekesa would feel inferior..' She cut off her thoughts before she got distracted . Still as she thought of the bubbly girl Nekesa, whom she left home she couldn't help but smile.
Kiera was really impressive. Even when she was having many thoughts in her head her face would remain stoic as if nothing was going on in her head.
She walked behind him, looking around. Kiera wanted to see if the mansion was as she left it or if the brats had changed it. The hall walls was decorated with vines. It was like the walls of an abandoned castle but for the hall, there weren't many vines. They were few but it still made the hall look very beautiful .
Did she say that it was big? Because it was humongous. Ten burly men could walk side by side and still have space to stretch their arms . Damien started walking up what seemed to be an endless flight of stairs .
His sable, curly hair swayed slightly as he walked ahead of her . Handsome in an understated way, his basalt jaw and spartan shoulders spoke of strength. He seemed to posses a latent , leonile power and walked lazily. On his face was a devil -may -care expression .
A few minutes later, Damien turned to her and pinned his silver orbs on her face. "This is your room from now on." His deep, smooth voice was very sexy. He seized her up and down, noting how her maid uniform hugged her body like a second skin.
Kiera bowed slightly in courtesy and wanted to go into her room but he blocked the door with his arm. Kiera didn't have to crane her neck because she was the same height as him. Their faces were close to each other but none of them wanted to back down.
"Excuse me Mister Damien, but I need to settle in my room so that I can start my work immediately after." Kiera broke the heavy silence. Damien now had a smirk on his face.
Kiera knew he was a playboy. After all ,She basically watched him grow up to his teenage years ....
Damien brought his face closer to hers. Now they were breathing each other's exhale and inhale. He wanted to intimidate the maid but she seemed to be a difficult case. There was no blush on her face nor was she averting her eyes.
'How interesting for a little maid. To be able to stare at me in my eyes. ' He thought, not knowing that in the near future he would be the one blushing and stuttering in front of her.
"What if I don't want to move? What will you do?" He provoked. He felt that there was more than what meets the eyes for this maid.
"What will I do?..." She moved closer. Now each time either of them spoke, their lips would graze the other's lip.
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Azrael frowned as he looked at his Paul Newman Daytona Rolex watch. It had been more than ten minutes since Damien and the maid went up stairs. He understood that Damien was lazy and it truly was a distance but the clock kept ticking and there was no sign of the two of them.
"I'll go check on them. Who knows what Damien has done to the little maid." Achlys said with a tinge of worry in her eyes . Her brows were furrowed and this made her look even cuter.
Adrean shot up from his seat, his shirt hanging loosely over his body. He only had this and a boxer. Well, he was used to his 'siblings' so he didn't bother dressing appropriately. In his favor ,his shirt reached his knees however, he was a mer he wasn't supposed to dress like this ....
"Right! Azrael! How could you send Damien with that 'clueless' maid. You clearly know his attitude moreover it's her bedroom! "
" Your over thinking but fine, let's all go to check on her. None of us can restrain Damien on our own. " Azrael rolled his eyes and smoothened his furrowed eyebrows. "Yaranyl can you take us up there? I'm too tired to walk " He added as he looked in her direction .
"I personally think that the maid will be fine but anyways..." She put down the novel she was reading after putting a bookmark. Yaranyl then snapped her long fingers.
They appeared in the West wing hall and Kiera's room was at the end of the spacious hall. Achlys strained her pointy ears to figure out if she can hear something. Yaranyl, Azrael and Adrean stared at her and she shook her head. " I can't hear even a squeak. We should go and check it out." She revealed.
They walked towards the closed door of at the end of the hall with hurried footsteps.
Adrean was the one to get to the door the first and he immediately knocked vigourously on the door. "Kiera!? Damien!? Open this door!" He shouted as he pounded the poor door .
Door:(ノಥ,_｣ಥ)ノ彡┻━┻ I face too much disrespect.
Achlys held his hand and told him to calm down but he shook her hand off. She exchanged looks with Azrael and Yaranyl. Adrean was a willful child who was haughty and what he wanted, he got. This behavior of his wasn't due to his raising but because he wanted their father to pay attention to him.
They understood that since their father was the one who sent the maid, Adrean would treasure her or treat her bad because he would assume she had a better relationship with their father than him.
Just as she was about to speak up, the door creaked open.
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