Seduce The Villainess (GL)

(Outskirts Of New Atlantic City)

(Castle Eden- Private Bath chamber)

Mary hummed softly as she turned on the metal handle and cold water fell down from the showerhead.

The water was freezing since she had not figured out how to turn on the gas generator that powered the heating of the water pipes.

For an ancient vampire castle... Mary was constantly amazed by how modern some of the appliances inside were.

The electricity and internet were still working and there were solar panels located in the garden outside the magnificent building.

Obviously, the solar panels would not be enough to power the entire castle but there was more than enough electricity for only two people.

The young woman continued to hum as she grabbed a bar of soap and began to scrub the blood and grime from her skin.

Killing was a messy business.

Mary wasn't sure how she knew that but that thought kept surfacing in her mind.

She looked down at her hands that had held a sword merely twenty minutes ago and could not help but replay the encounter in her mind.

She had killed.

She had killed her first vampire.

And felt nothing.

Mary wasn't sure if she should be concerned or grateful that she was not haunted by any feelings of guilt or remorse.

Was this how she would feel if she ended up having to kill Camilla?

No... something told her that it would be different...

The young woman shook her head and focused on getting herself cleaned up. It was a long and tiring process to get the flecks of dried blood out of her hair.

Mary made a mental note to herself as she ran her fingers through her hair and found what looked to be a clump of flesh.

Next time if she had to kill... don't lean so close to the future corpse.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Mary stepped out of the shower and reached for the towel hanging on a nearby rack.

She slowly and meticulously wiped her body and took a glance at a mirror that was attached to the wall on the opposite side of the room.

A beautiful young woman in her early twenties stared back at her from behind a thin layer of glass.

She had enchantingly pale skin, piercing green eyes and a lean muscular physique with abdominal muscles clearly visible on her stomach.

Mary lightly touched the side of her chest and felt relieved that she could not longer feel her ribs pressed up tightly against her skin.

When she first entered this body, it was clear that the original Mary had suffered from several years of starvation and improper nutrition.

Her father really was a piece of shit...

An expression of hatred flashed across Mary's face as she felt some emotions from the original Mary rise up in her chest.

She would deal with him personally as soon as she escaped from this place.

The young woman wrapped the towel around her lower body and then walked out of the bath chamber.

Since it was usually just herself and Camilla in the castle, Mary did not bother to grab an extra towel to cover up her top.

She walked towards her room and reached for the fresh clothes that were lying down on the bed.

There wasn't much choice except for a plain black night gown that covered her from her neck straight down to her toes.

Whoever was the original vampire who owned this outfit was surprisingly conservative in what she wore at night.

Mary lifted up the covers and slipped inside the bed. She wrapped the blanket around her body and stared at the ceiling with a few thoughts still running across her mind.

It was not her usual time to sleep since dawn had yet to break but she was still feeling tired from her encounter with the vampire.

Her first kill...

Mary absentmindedly cracked her knuckles as she adjusted her posture and reached for a nearby pillow.

Maybe it was a habit from this body, but she could not sleep without wrapping her arms around something and hugging it tightly.

The young woman felt a wave of exhaustion hit her all at once as she felt her eyelids get heavier and heavier with every passing second.

Soon she drifted off into a dreamless slumber.

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(New Atlantic City- Finely's Auction House)

(Private Room)

"See anything you like madam?" a hunched over vampire politely spoke as he snapped his fingers and several humans walked into the room.

Camilla leaned back against the soft comfortable sofa and stared coldly at the humans who were wearing thick iron collars around their necks.

Livestock.

These were to be the future blood slaves of her clan.

She would not longer need to rely on Mary's foul-tasting blood in order to survive and yet... Camilla felt oddly.... disappointed?

The beautiful female vampire immediately pushed that ridiculous thought to the back of her mind and began to inspect the goods with a critical eye.

"That one is too short," Camilla coldly spoke as she pointed at one of the women with a dismissive sneer on her face.

"Too tall... too fat... too skinny barely enough blood in her body..."

"I don't like the look in his eyes... she clearly has some sort of disease... what kind of auction house serves such sub par goods?"

The hunched over vampire kept apologising as he brought in more blood slaves into the room.

Hopefully the powerful female vampire would buy a couple of his slaves so he would be rewarded quite generously by his clan.

Unfortunately, his hopes were... too optimistic.

"Ridiculous... that one smells awful," Camilla roughly spoke as she sent away a thinly dressed human male.

"Look at me with that kind of expression again and I'll carve out those eyes," she muttered sinisterly to a human female who tried to seduce her.

Thirty minutes of this farce continued and eventually the hunched over vampire realised that he was probably not going to make a sale today.

There was a bitter expression on his face as he kept showing the merchandise to the picky customer only for them to get immediately rejected.

And her reasoning made no sense!

BLOOD WAS BLOOD!

Did it matter if the humans were male or female, short or tall, thin or fat? No, it absolutely did not!

The poor auction house employee wanted nothing more than to immediately kick out the female vampire but couldn't because she was a noble.

That last thing that he needed was to offend one of those ancient clans because then he would be finished.

So, all he could do was summon the rest of the blood slaves and pray that maybe one of them would catch her fancy.

Finally, Camilla noticed that the room was surprisingly empty and turned to face the hunched over vampire who had a polite yet distant look on his face.

"Where are the rest?" Camilla demanded rudely as she looked around for more blood slaves.

"I do apologise madam but... she was the last one," the hunched over vampire politely spoke with barely concealed rage hidden in his plain tone.

"You have seen every single blood slave that we have. Is there anyone that caught your attention?"

"That was all of them?" Camilla exclaimed in disbelief.

She froze as she realised what she had just done. Why the hell was she being so fussy about the blood slaves?

Mary's face surfaced in her mind and Camilla did not want to believe that she was being swayed by a mere... human.

"Perhaps you require a sample of the goods?" the hunched over vampire asked softly.

It was not the usual policy to give the customers a taste but at this point the auction house employee was feeling a bit desperate.

He walked over to one of the guards standing motionless against the wall and whispered in his ear.

The guard nodded and then left the room. He returned moments later holding a wine glass filled with a crimson liquid.

He presented it to the beautiful female vampire who seemed almost bored with the entire proceeding.

Camilla's fingers wrapped around the wine glass and looked at the crimson liquid. The sweet aroma of blood wafted upwards and entered her nostrils.

Every instinct in her body was screaming to take a sip but once again Mary's face surfaced in her mind.

"I have no need to try the blood of such lesser humans," Camilla rudely spoke as she placed down the wineglass and quickly left the auction house.

She needed to go back now and check out the library right away.

Perhaps her human pet's nature as a Sun- Born was affecting her mind.