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“Does that line actually work for you?” She scoffed, pulling her hand into her chest as she looked at me in disgust like I was the most revolting creature she had ever seen.
A smile curled on my lips at the revelation of her, and I would have been lying if I said that she didn’t intrigue me at that moment. It was something I had never seen in my hundred years on this earth, especially not from ahuman.
Could someone resist my seduction?
Was that even possible?
Whatwasshe?
My eyes squinted in scrutiny of her, and I huffed, surprised. I couldn’t even keep my head from shaking in disbelief. “Every time, as a matter of fact.” I grabbed her hand forcefully in hopes of trying to seduce her once more.
“Are yousureyou don’t want to?” I pressed, my eyes desperately searching hers for an answer. Or rather, a response.
I would have settled for her tongue down my throat, but she didn’t seem to budge. Her eyes were still filled with hate. She even had a vein pulsating on her forehead as her brows depressed in anger. It was a look that I could honestly say I wasn’t familiar with.
A look I had alwayscravedand envied.
She ripped her hand back once more. “Go try that trick on some other dim-witted girl. Maybe it’ll work on them, but not me. Sorry to burst your bubble.” And then she stomped away into the crowd, utterly repellent of me.
I admired her as she fled away, her arms shoving people to get through aggressively. All I could do was stand there in awe at what I had just stumbled upon. The daunting curiosity of what she might be itched my brain.
Was she a different kind of demon?
Was she even human?
All I knew was that she could somehow resist me, and maybe a challenge was exactly what I needed to tame this wild itch within. Perhaps she could save me from myself. Save me from my fate. From becoming lost in my monstrous appetite.
Something in me began to awaken, a desire driving me to want to know more about her.
The only way to see if she was a solution was to try her out, and I sure as hell had somefunideas that I wanted to try out on her.
Chapter 2
Freya -12 hours earlier
Walking into the office felt different today.
It wasn’t the unusually disgusting cab I took this morning or the air being a tad colder than usual this time of the year. Instead, it was the lack of energy I felt as I collapsed into the office, my fingers desperately clutching my coffee cup after the tiring climb to the eighth floor of the office.
Given my pristine luck, the elevator had been lined up with dozens of girls as if waiting for the arrival of someone, so I was forced to take the stairs.
I hurried to the meeting room, ensuring I was on time, and sluggishly settled into one of the swiveled black chairs lining the back wall.
Twirling my blonde hair tightly around my finger, I searched for anything to keep me amused and awake. These meetings were always the dullest part of my day, especially since my ideas were never truly recognized. Since I was the youngest addition to this floor, my boss treated me like a child, so I often faded into the background. Despite this, I still had to write my report on each segment, so Iendeavored to listen as much as needed, fueled by the coffee that barely kept my tired mind awake.
Staying up all night working on next month’s report wasn’t mywisestdecision.
“The Ellisario family will be joining us tomorrow… This is our biggest opportunity,” he babbled. “… I want all of you to be prompt and prepared. If you screw this up, I’ll have all your jobs. Is that clear?” The last sentence surely woke me, my head springing from the table. However, it was hard to find my boss intimidating, given his height and voice. He reminded me a lot of Grumpy, the Dwarf—short, always angry. However, his voice was pitchier than Grumpy’s, I suppose.
After the meeting, we all dispersed to our offices and cubicles. I did rather love my cubicle and preferred to isolate myself in it. There wasn’t anything intricate about it. It looked like every other cubicle lining this floor, but I added a few personal touches. Several succulent plants nested along the edges of the glass that separated my cubicle from my co-workers, like a hedge separating neighboring yards, albeit a few inches tall. There was a picture of my best friend and me framed in the far-right corner next to my two chunky monitors and a dinky mini-fridge under my desk housing water and juice. Luckily, my cubicle faced the expansive glass windows on this floor. Instead of staring into co-workers’ faces, I could look at the other buildings past my office, watching them glimmer in the sun’s reflection.
I could stare at its beauty all day if I didn’t constantly have paperwork to fill out—no thanks to my pint-sized boss.
Despite numerous internships and extended work experience throughout college, he still made me feel like a child. It was frustrating, considering everything I had given up tobe where I am today. I was dedicated and determined to make a life for myself, rarely giving myself moments to enjoy being young. While I didn’t regret anything, it sometimes felt infuriating to know that how hard I worked wouldn’t matter as much as it should have.
Lacy Vantle, our floor’s secretary, ran up to me instantly after the meeting, disregarding the fact that I wished she’d at least alert me of her presence before running into my cubicle. She was a year older than me and the only one in the office close to my age. We were friends in a sense, but we still struggled to bond on any level outside of work.
“Is it true, Freya?” Lacy seemed out of breath, frantically pulling black hair strands from her face. She looked like she was swatting a bug away, but I resisted my laughter, trying to be professional. “Is it true the Ellisario family is coming back tomorrow?”
