I put a spell on you

Ace had been waiting patiently indoor for him to be picked up, he had even prepared an umbrella by the door if Hope hadn’t thought that through, but when it knocked on the door and he was greeted with a driver he huffed a little and let his own umbrella stay and followed the driver to the limousine. He got inside and his gaze was immediately met with how Hope had dressed herself. She certainly knew what she was going to attend. “I’m better, thanks,” he replied, without even thinking much of asking her how she had been. That could wait just a little. Maybe she had made more stupid wholes in her body.
She then gave him her full attention and moved closer. He had been drinking shortly before he had been picked up, so her presence wouldn’t tempt him as ‘much’ as it had done first time they met. He furrowed his brows a little thoughtfully as she asked how long they had known each other. What would seem to be the most realistic if people who knew him asked? She followed up with another good question. He turned a little towards her and let his hand rest just above her knee. “I’m not the type to walk around with ladies under my arm and I’m not really the one to play around,” he shortly explained, so she wouldn’t be saying either of the things she had just suggested. “What might be more likely is if we might have known each other since May and started to see each other more frequently.” He let his gaze fall from her eyes to his hand before he looked back up at her. It was so weird to touch someone caringly. He generally didn’t touch people that much unless sit was his job or paying the cashier. Ace wasn’t the one to date, and therefore it wasn’t really in his vocabulary. “One day you might’ve noticed that I was tired or something alike and offered me your blood,” he suggested, and a frown appeared for a split second, “That one time became another time and more. So, either you like being bitten by me or you have feelings for me which I of course don’t care about,” It was all quite simple, “Something you’d like to change or add about that?” he wondered and gave her leg a slight squeeze.

She listened to him, as her eyes almost caringly glided over his face watching his way of talking. How his lips moved, the small wrinkles around the side of his nose and by his brows. Not that she did care, but if there was something Hope understood, then it was playing a role that could benefit her. Again, she would lie if there wasn’t some kind of effect in her body, as his fingers touched her knee. But it wasn’t hard for her to remember herself that it didn’t mean anything. Just like any other relationships, this was means to an end. If it was sex, getting affection or as in this case getting information. There was no greater meaning behind being with another human being. Because it would only slow you down in the end.

Hope breathed out her nose, as he asked if there was anything she wanted to chance. “No” she just said quite simple. There wasn’t. “Sounds fine me being the submissive little fairy that just likes to live life a little dangerously. Falling in love with the gentle vampire, and maybe she even thought she could fix him, if she gave herself to him” she let her fingers glide affectionate over his jaw, moving her thump back and gliding it over his bottom lip. She needed to see how he would react to her touch. Just what she could do, and what she should try to keep at a minimum. When she was satisfied she pulled back and found her phone again. “I need to get close enough to their security to hack in, the upload will take at least twenty minutes. The signal out here is a joke, but after that there wouldn’t be any need to stick around” she said with an almost monotone voice as she closed down her phone again and let her eyes wounder out the window watching the dark street pass them by.

She almost repeated what he had said, and he nodded. They had the same story now. He felt how she glided her fingers over his jaw, but as she let her thumb glide towards his lip, he gently took her hand away. He understood quite well that she had to figure out what was okay at what wasn’t for this to look as realistic as possible. After all, it had to seem like they had four months of knowledge to each other’s bodies and not just it being their second meeting. He went to kiss the back of her hand before he gave her the right to take her hand back. To him there was nothing behind this but acting and being generally polite.

She picked up her phone and he moved his hand from her knee to his own and leaned back in the seat while she explained how long it was going to take. “Fantastic,” he breathed out already excited for going back home. “You remember how I told about my sister, right?” he said and looked almost lazily over at her. “You might meet her,” he started and let the hand on his knee find his forehead to rub it a little. “Don’t let her fool you. And don’t get too close to her,” he warned. “Short blonde hair and green eyes.” He described if Aria somehow approached without Ace knowing. His sister was just so sly, especially when it came to women, and sadly Hope was in the wide spectrum of the women Aria liked. He let go of his forehead and looked towards Hope to assure that she had understood the information.

The car stopped and he was quick to be by her side and offer her his arm. He picked up a little smile as she mumbled to do it, to get it over with. “If you say so,” he chuckled, though it wasn’t to be heard, his chuckle wasn’t heartfelt. They entered the foyer and he looked down at her with an assuring smile. “It’s fine,” he said and let his free hand shortly caress the hand which had hooked onto his arm. “I’m here for you, and you’re here for me,” he continued. He didn’t do anything to make his voice lower, because everyone attending would understand why he would comfort his blood bag like that. They also knew that if they tried anything, their neck would be broken for a short timeout. He looked away from her as she got closer as if he knew that she would like to stay close in situations that seemed dangerous. As she whispered into his year, he looked down and gave a short chuckle before he looked over at her again as if he enjoyed what she had said to him. He nodded towards the known dining room before he started to lead the way. As soon as he looked up to see where he was going, he could see that Aria already had her eyes on the ‘couple’. He took a deeper breath in, “There she is,” he breathed out. He tried to ignore the fact that he could see that she was in full speed of emptying her red drink so she could greet the lady. They weren’t far from the dining room when Aria left the company she was in and headed towards them. “Hope,” he whispered calmly to her. He slowed down a little to maneuver Hope onto the other side of him so she would be as far away from Aria as possible unless Aria placed herself differently to them.

“I have never in more than eight-thousand years,” the blonde woman exclaimed, loud enough for people to notice her – but she sounded happy, “Seen my itty-witty Ace of Spades stand so close to a woman,” The green eyes were wide with excitement and joy, and the lips spread in a wide smile. As if Aria didn’t draw enough attention by her fiery personality, she was wearing a set of clothing which matched a purple disco ball in Ace’s opinion. She got so close that she swung her arm over her brothers’ shoulders and looked across his face to look at the beautiful woman. Aria was quite small next to the couple. “Who is this pretty, pretty f-” Ace pushed his sister off quite gently, though she still had to take a couple of steps back. “Douche,” Aria frowned and placed herself in front of them instead, stopping them from walking away. Ace closed his eyes shortly, “This is Hope,” he said and gestured towards the woman next to him. “Hope, this is Aria whom I told you about,” – “You’ve told about me? Damn, what have I done to deserve to be told to this,” her eyes locked on Hope, and Aria's eyes even seemed to get even greener. As she spoke her next words, she would approach slowly, “Pretty, intimidating, soft -” No matter how Hope felt about the situation, Ace pulled Hope a little back and wrapped his arm around her to pull her even closer. He seemed quite protective of the fairy, and it made Aria stop both words and approach. She crossed her arms. “Dad’s here if you wish to greet him,” she said and pulled a sly smirk. She knew that their father was less respectful with toys like this dame. “We're not staying for long, thanks,” he responded.

Letha outfit Black dress

The fairy had known him for a couple of months now. Interesting but it wasn’t really the question she was asking. She was asking for intimacy, but maybe her brother hadn’t changed that much, maybe just biting into the lady was all the intimacy he got. “Alright,” she said and nodded a bit, only to frown and look over her shoulder as she picked up the scent of her mother, she passed them and went directly into the room where Aria had seen Oscar the most recently. Were they going to have a discussion now? “I think I’ll join mother. See you later, Hope,” she said with a wicked smile before she let her hand slide off the fairy’s shoulders and left them in order to see the show.

Ace looked at Hope again. “I am really sorry about that,” he said calmly before he went to the dining hall.

Oscar sat down, almost like a king on his throne, owning everything. He was being entertained by fellow vampires with two human girls sitting in the middle of everything. It almost looked like they were attending because they wanted to. He had noted that Revna was in the room and was quite ready for whenever she was going to confront him. He knew it would happen sooner or later, and as he heard her say his name he looked towards her. The smile that had been on his lips crumbled and got colder to look at. He was holding a glass with his telekinesis and was waiting to be served, since the glass was empty. He looked at the other attenders around him and back at her, “Alone?” he wondered. A servant filled his glass with a red liquid and the glass went back into his hand before he stood up. He took the glass up to his mouth only to look absolutely disgusted by the smell that hit him. The servant had poured red wine for him instead of blood. He took the glass away from his mouth and looked towards the servant who simply stood and waited. “Are you trying to poison me?” he snarled at the servant before he threw the glass with its content after the servant. The servant was now covered in red wine and Oscar turned to his nearest companion and took this person’s glass, which was filled with blood instead. He approached Revna, quite calmly. “Alright, my dear,” he said, ready to hear whatever she had on mind or to be dragged somewhere else to have a more private conversation. He could se how his daughter was approaching with a giant smile, and shortly Oscar looked towards her with a deadpan look in his eyes which made her stop immediately. She wasn’t going to interfere just yet. His gaze softened and looked back at Revna.

Ace shook his head a little as she asked why he apologized. Aria’s behavior itself was enough for him to apologize. Besides from that, they had only been lucky that Aria had left them by the sight of their mother, because he was certain that Aria would be back for more Hope. “That’s correct, but I could’ve done more to get her off our backs,” he replied softly. Of course, he could always crack the neck, but it was never really that fun to wake up from. He simply followed her side wherever she directed him to walk, though to everyone else it would seem like he was directing where they were heading. He noticed how she wasn’t that comfortable with the girls sitting as blood bags for the vampires. In some way, he could understand her. It wasn’t very pleasurable to watch, but these two gals seemed like they were actually enjoying it, but he could be wrong.
Ace followed Hope as she mumbled they had to go closer to Aria, which meant closer to both his mother and father. This was going to be so God damn interesting. Ace simply knew that he would be hearing for this and if his father caught too much attention to the two of them, that Hope would have to show herself to him. It was incredible how cruel and how nice that man could be, all depending on who he talked to. Quite occupied with the whole family situation, he looked confused at her as she suddenly whispered something and repositioned them. “What?” he asked and had to place an arm on each side of her to not knock their heads together. He could feel her warm and soft fingers around his neck and was quite surprised about how close she had gone. Their lips were so close to each other. His own eyes got hooded as he figured out what was going on. “A while?” he whispered, not seeming to be cross about it. He let his hands from each side of the wall center towards her torso, so his hands grabbed around the top of her ribcage. “Attendants’ would notice if we just stood here,” he warned her before he let his lips meet with hers and actually press her towards the wall. Every vampire had such enhanced senses like the predators they were created to be that they would be great enough to smell the difference on people who actually had been kissing and not. All of the chemicals and the heat from a touched and aroused body. It simply made such a difference. Compared to fairies who couldn’t smell the difference between two bananas. To be convincing enough, he had to. Vampires were such awful creatures who picked up on everything that nothing would pass them.

Oscar huffed a little and smiled lazily. “What I want from you?” he raised his brows a little, quite surprised that that was her question. She explained that the woman he knew was dead. What this woman didn’t know, was that he knew multiple women from that body. He stepped closer so their glasses almost touched. “I want nothing from you,” he replied shortly looking down at her drink shortly. “Maybe I’d like to know what you want me to call you, since it seems like neither Revna or Ilene is the name you want to be known with,” he asked of her quite calmly before he took a sip of his drink. “I’m glad the women I knew aren’t coming back, because I didn’t like th-”
“You didn’t like mom?” Aria barged in looking quite surprised and walked even closer to her parents. The green eyes found her mother, “I know you didn’t recognize me back in the army, but I’m your daughter.” She presented her hand, “Name’s Aria,” she said with a kind smile.

At first, she didn’t really respond to the kiss, and he was about to pull back to tell her to go for it when she actually changed how she kissed him and held onto him. When they parted their lips to catch their breath, she smiled. He made sure to pull just a little bit on a smile, the smile only stayed on his lips shortly as she asked if he wanted a drink. He rolled his eyes of her and looked away from her shortly, ”I’m good, thanks,” he replied. But even though he replied that, he let one of his hands travel from her ribcage up her body and throat until it caught onto her jaw. He leaned in very close, some might even think they were being intimate with how close he had gotten to her. He nibbled her throat once before he went to her ear, “But by now you might have to come by more than once to pay me off,” he whispered almost seductively before he pulled completely away and pulled her away from the wall.

Oscar managed to nod as the woman he knew as Revna, and Ilene presented herself as Letha. It didn’t even take long before his daughter showed up and complained about his words. One could almost see how Arias eyes started to glisten as her mother said she remembered her now. It was almost like she melted, but the way she smiled took her hand was so unlike her mother, that Aria only gave it a short squeeze before she took her hand back. This definitely wasn’t her mother anymore, and it almost hurt as much as the first time. Oscar raised his brows a little as Letha asked if he wouldn’t show up at her place again. He pulled on a sly, crooked smile. “Well, Letha, that really depends on how much trouble you’re going to cause,” he informed her, “I don’t want trouble, because that will cause a target on every back in this mansion,” he continued. If a vampire could live in peace without the interference from a hunter, it would be magical, but it wasn’t possible if Letha was going to make trouble.

She teased him and it served her right to almost trip over her own feet, though he still helped her so she wouldn’t accidentally fall or hurt herself. The last thing he wanted was for every vampire to come for her. “You better be,” he said as she suggested she might be generous.

“No?” Oscar said and tilted his head a bit, not taking it personally that it almost looked like Revna. It didn’t change how he felt about her. He chuckled a little as she said she hadn’t come for trouble and she even looked at the two blood girls. He couldn’t help himself but chuckle of Letha. “What could you do? Letha, I think you still don’t know who you are, and yet everybody in here knows it,” he said and folded his arms out to gesture that it was indeed everyone. “Do you really want to know why I don’t want you to cause trouble?” he wondered. He didn’t wish to tell her, but maybe she just needed to know how much of a killer queen she had been.
Aria’s green eyes were big, but not in the energetic and greeting way she had been earlier, no it was almost by fright. The nickname comforted her, because that was what her mother had called her, simply because Aria always had been this bubbly person, resembling a hummingbird, but everything else this lady, this Letha, said broke her heart into even more pieces than Letha had done in the army.  She wasn’t the woman she remembered, the woman Aria looked up to and adored. She had loved how she had done whatever she had wished to do, because it had inspired Aria to become who she was. She pulled her shoulder away before she turned to her father. “Where does she live?” she wondered. She was already trying to plan out how to get her real mother back.
“Now, now. Sit,” without even blinking, Aria went to sit in an armrest. “Why didn’t you bring your blood bag with you?” he wondered pulling on a sneaky smile. His ears caught onto how Ace and his friend were stumbling around, and it awoke his curiosity, but he kept still for now.

Ace chuckled a bit as she said she was always generous, “Sometimes I just need a reminder.” He let her slide out of his arms as she wanted to look around, but he reapproached her just as quick, standing next to her. “Looking for something?” he wondered and turned towards her, “Or anything I can get for you?” he smiled a little.

Oscar couldn’t help but think that Letha was slightly funny. She didn’t really drink from the angel. It made him remember how the angel actually had been addicted to her blood. Maybe they drank each other’s blood equally often? It would be enough to get the poor boy addicted. Before he could actually reply to it, the question was more or less returned to him. “I got what I need, thank you very much,” he said, though it was somewhat a lie. He could almost point at any blood bag in the mansion and get a taste, despite from that, he had his own in a private room, with some of his own blood bags waiting if he needed them. He liked having his own, because in that way he could control their lifestyle and get just the right taste in their blood. It was perfect. Besides from that, he had med Melanie not that long ago and he had Iris who he still waited for to take up the connection. He didn’t want to force anything out of the girl. He took a sip from his glass of blood. “Is there anything else I can do for you, Letha?” he wondered and looked calmly at her.

Ace let her be, as she didn’t seem to want his help or anything, beside from just being present. He didn’t think much about the ‘hired’ blood bags as he probably should, since he knew that she was looking for girls who had been kidnapped. He was more concerned about who was attending and how much he had to ruin people’s nights. Being so caught up about the attenders, he turned quite slower than Hope to inspect who was screaming, only to notice how blood was splattered on Hope. She was covered from top to toe as a servant seemingly had tripped with a flask of blood.

Letha was certainly entertained by Oscar, the only thing was, she was probably the only being who found his reply funny. He raised his brows in an approval for staying out of each other’s business. It sounded too good to be true and he was certain that something would happen to bring their fates back together.
It was almost like everyone in the room turned their gaze to the drenched fairy who had arrived with the not so social vampire. Oscar raised his brows as Letha seemed to want to help the poor fairy. He, himself, stood where Letha had left him and looked forward to how this was going to unfold. And true enough, their youngest son looked slightly confused when his mother greeted him.
“Hi… Mom…” he said slightly hesitant and quite observant of his mother’s movements. When some of her vampiric traits appeared, he could feel how his body tensed and he put himself a bit more in front of the fairy he had promised to protect, but as soon as he noticed how the blood was flowing off her, he looked back to check on the fairy. She looked clean. He furrowed his brows as he looked back at his mother who commanded the servant to find cups. “Are you alright, mom?” he allowed himself to ask, one of his hands trying to shield and distance Hope from his mother.
“He doesn’t know you are Letha,” Oscar called with a wide grin on his face. Did she simply think that people who had known her before she had changed into Letha would be relaxed around her? With that said, he chose to approach the pretty couple. “It’s been a long time, Ace,” he greeted his son standing next to Letha. Ace didn't get less tense about his fathers presence.

Ace still had a frown on his face while his mother explained everything with memories and curses. Even though she said she wasn’t the same as she was once, he didn’t completely trust her yet. She was starting to remember things. To Ace it was clear that this woman, who called herself Letha, didn’t know that Ace had distanced himself from the family, being tired of their impulsive behaviors. The chance of her getting to know who she once was, would only grow by the minute, but how it would affect her, he simply didn’t know right now. “Well, in that case, good to see you, we haven’t seen each other for a very long time,” he eyed his father for a moment to be sure he didn’t step the wrong place, “I’ve chosen to distance myself from all of you,” he said quite stiff.

While Ace explained, Oscar tilted his head a little, inspecting the fairy, and as soon as it seemed like Ace was done talking he looked up at Ace again, “Can I see her?” Oscar asked, but Ace knew very well it wasn’t a question to be discussed. He took a deeper breath in and looked over his shoulder to find Hope almost hiding behind him. He gestured her to take his hand so he could gently guide her in front of him. A almost playful smile appeared on Oscars lips. His hazel eyes got slightly brighter, “Twirl, my love,” he said, still not letting go of Aria in the back. He wanted to see how well Ace had chosen this fairy. “Stand still,” he told her so she wouldn’t continue, before he let go of the mind control of her. He approached and stood quite close to her. “She’s a quite pretty woman,” Oscar commented and let his index finger and thumb grab onto her chin to move her head around – scanning her neck for wounds or scars, but of course, in the hands of Ace everything looked untouched.
“I’m sorry dad, but you’re wrong there. She’s beautiful,” Ace said calmly, noticing how Oscar let go of the fairy and looked at his son.
“Indeed.”

Ace didn’t like any of this. He hated how he knew that if he didn’t follow Oscars questions, Oscar would just take it anyway. After all, Aria hadn’t moved since she had demanded to know where their mother lived – clearly to do something about Letha’s calm behavior. Oscar was at ease as long as Revna and Letha wasn’t completely back, and such thing couldn’t happen unless someone removed the curse from her, and he was quite sure that no one wanted to do that.
But Ace let Oscar have his fun and inspect his perfect little date, and he had to clench his jaw not to bite the fingers of his father. He hated how he touched without asking. Not that Hope was Ace’s property or anything, but Hope might not like this – or he was quite sure that she didn’t the way her heart beat. When Ace complimented  her, he also noticed how the beating changed and when she turned to face him, he could almost feel and hear that something wasn’t going as it should. Something was completely off. Shortly he looked up at his father to be sure that he didn’t have anything against Hope leaving, but even Oscar had noticed her reaction and nodded, making Ace look at Hope again, “Of course,” he said and stepped closer. He swung his arm around her shoulder and as quick as he could, while Hope would still be able to follow, he started guiding them towards the female restroom. He just hoped that she wouldn’t lose signal and that all the work wasn’t for nothing.

Oscar let his eyes follow them for a while, and he then, with no command ordered Aria to go and check on the fairy. So, Aria stood up and started to follow them.