The Perfect Getaway- Part 10

She came with him without asking any question for the first time. She didn't utter a word or make a noise. It was strange. He tried to break the silence but her responses was only a nod. ' Maybe she takes time to let people in. She did the same with him.", he wondered.

When she met Nicole, she was stunned. She felt as if she was meeting someone so familiar.. someone she knew for many years... someone whom she wanted to meet for a long time.

She disliked her instantly. Nicole didn't have to introduce herself. Her smoky grey eyes, dark black hair and a smile that held secrets of her real desires was enough to make Hanna hate her for no reason. " Hi Hanna. I have heard a lot about you. Frankie.. Francois speaks lot about you.", Nicole said in thick English accent unlike her friend. Hannah smirked at her and gave her the most artificial hug.

Nicole was good hostess indeed. She made sure Hannah was served with care. Obviously Hannah was the lamb amongst the lions present and she was supposed to be well fed. A well fed and happy prey was good to taste. This was a rule that Nicole and her clan followed.

Hannah wanted to go home. Though Nicole was good at treating her well, she felt there was something wrong. Maybe she was too shy to let people in. Nicole was overly friendly towards her. She felt threatened by this nature of Nicole. " Maybe I have been surrounded by people like me. She is different.", she wondered.

Nicole felt strange about this mystery girl.Something wasn't right. Hannah's reserved nature held so many hidden mysteries screaming out of her. Who was this strange girl? Hannah's nervous smile, petal shaped eyes filled with suspicious thoughts and quiet demure aroused some unanswered questions in Nicole's mind. Is she ghost hunter? 

(To be continued)

The Perfect Getaway- Part 9

She was difficult to impress. She would outsmart him every way. She was bestowed with beauty as well as brain. He had charmed every girl with his lies about world around him. They never questioned him like her. Every sentence he uttered led her to ask questions to him. Her non stop questioning made him nervous and he would stop talking.

Her past was something she rarely discussed .  Every time he changed the subject to her life, she would avoid by either getting furious or with any other topic which was never related to her. She was complicated.. unsolved mystery that had awaken his inquisitive mind. He wanted to know this mysterious girl. Who was she? 

Human needs are complicated and interlinked. Both of them had different needs . One was trying to free her heart from the pain while the other was in love with blood of the human. Hannah forgot the pain with him while Francois was very determined to get her blood. 

He waited for perfect opportunity to bite her. It never came. As he sat, pondering on how to extract blood from her on clear blue sky afternoon at Nicole ( Cheteau)'s summer house.  " You are thinking too much. If I were you, I would just pounce on my prey than seduce it. She is human, Francois. La Morde!", Nicole said.

He kept quiet. Nicole was right but he enjoyed to hunt his prey in slow way rather pouncing on them. Nicole was quick and aggressive. However she didn't realize that her quick aggressive acts had raised doubts in the world parallel to their world. She was getting overconfident after killing the small time sorcerer. It was getting dangerous and there were rumours that the some witches had started killing their clan one by one. 

" Why don't you bring her here? ", she asked, distracting him from his thoughts. "No way! She is mine. I won't share.", he said. "Ok! I won't touch her. But if you don't , then she will someone else. You are my dear friend and out of skills. Let me help you. I will only have drop of her or if you want , I will only show you how to do it quick.", she said. He couldn't say no to her. She was genuine friend who always helped him when he was in confusion like this one. He decided to take her to Nicole.

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The Perfect Getaway - Part 8

She was sitting in the cafe and reading a book. It was blue sunny day.. perfect for swim.. perfect for a stroll... perfect for love.. perfect for many other nice things. But she was not at all interested in for swim or stroll or love. A book was only ideal option she had to spend her time. Unfortunately her mind was fixed in previous incidents.

She hadn't got over the last afternoon events when she saw him standing in front of her. Not again! Some people don't change. He smiled at her , hoping to change her mood. She smirked at him. He didn't care and took a seat.

She didn't get up and she was tired of running away. She sat at the same place. As she quietly spent her time, he started searching way to speak to her. He saw a waiter coming towards their table with the cup of hot coffee. An idea struck him. He tripped the waiter as soon as he was close to their table. The hot coffee fell on her soft hands and large drop fell on the book,staining the pages. 

She was furious and turned towards the waiter. She stared at him with burning eyes. The waiter quickly got up and ran for his life. The time wasn't exactly right. But he didn't want to take any chances. He wanted her. 
 " Sorry!", he asked for forgiveness and knew he wouldn't get . 

" For what?", she asked. " ( He laughs) You forgot!", he said in thick french accent. " What!! I haven't forgiven you for anything.", she said. " Why?  I am sorry for flirting with you. You are so pretty and no guy would ever not glance at you with love.", he said. What he said did seem right. She was not going to lose anything by forgiving someone. He hadn't committed any heinous crime. It was harmless flirting. She forgave him at last and made it clear they were just friends.

Everything was normal. He had to take things slowly. He was okay to being friends with her. But there was something in her that raised so many doubts in him. Why did she shy away whenever he spoke about love? Why was she not getting charmed by any of his tricks? She was different from all the other preys he had hunted.

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The perfect Getaway- Part 7

She didn't forgive him and left him alone in wilderness of Chateau wine yard. He looked at her like a lost lion gazing at it's tempting prey. A pure blood was gone. His desire to drain her to his heart's fill remained unfulfilled for the day.He wished he could replay the events and changed what had happened.

He didn't give up. He would drop in wherever she went. Her scent was enough for him to locate her. But she was smart unlike her kind. She would vanish whenever she spotted her. Chasing her was an impossible task. He was in state where he wanted to leave this chase but his ego continued to fight to get 

He found ways to be with her. He tried to rekindle his friendship with her but she was too adamant.  It didn't work out for him. He was fed up but his need didn't let him sit in peace. He pursued her with even more determination. He needed her. 

Love is sweet yet sour. She had begun to live life and forget past. But this absurd stranger was making it difficult to erase the past.. erase love out of her life. She wasn't attracted to him. But she had that feeling that he was flirting with her for some unknown reason. She was aware that all guys were same. No one was going to be shining armour man.

He followed her everywhere like lost dog. She pushed him aside. One fine day, it had become too much for her to handle him. He had followed her as usual and she was strolling normally. When she noticed this, she increased pace and screamed loudly for help. People gathered and some concerned men asked her what had happened. She narrated them whole story.

Then they hit him badly with stones and pebbles. He was wounded badly by brutal hits. He could have thrashed them in one hand. But he didn't want to disclose his identity in public. It was against the code of cold blooded creatures. In the hotel room, images of him being wounded brutally circled her mind. Was she hard to him? But he was a stranger and this was a strange land. She had learnt as a child that never to believe strangers.

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The Perfect Getaway - Part 6

He stopped her by grabbing her arm. She turned around in quick spin and was really close to him. His firm grip was too painful for her to bear. Anger turned her snow white skin into tomato red.  Suddenly her soft skin turned hot and he  quickly released her. 

He stared at her right at her eyes. This was one of his method of turning his prey docile. He stared hard at her with only purpose to get his desire into her mind. The colour of his pupil had changed. It was more like teleportation. He had done this to most of his hunts and it had worked. He was counting on this.

"What are you doing?",she asked. It broke his focus. He came back to the same place where he had started. " Nothing!", he replied. " No, you were staring at me.", she said. " I wasn't.", he said. " Ok fine! Whatever", she snapped.

He was surprised that he couldn't change her mind through staring at her. How was this impossible? Every human could be hypnotized by his stare. He gulped at the thought that she was aware what he was doing. Maybe she was wearing her contacts. Maybe that's why it didn't work.

He felt like a failure. He should have checked this before. Now he had to come up with another lie to cover his act. He thought about various excuses and felt vulnerable for the first time to come up without any lie. It had become difficult to impress her.

He quickly knelt down and asked her for forgiveness and second chance. She felt embarrassed. Why was he doing this? He seemed weird to her. First he tried to kiss her neck and then hold hands. Now he tried to threaten  her with those looks after she stopped him from kissing her.

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The perfect getaway- Part 5

The next day he prayed that she forgot the last day incident. He waited for her in an hour earlier than the usual time they were supposed to meet. He couldn't wait for to see her reaction. She wasn't too smart or innocent to overlook his actions. He had to know what's going on in her mind-A gift which he cherished throughout his hundred years of immortal life. 

She was fine. She looked normal. Humans are so unaware about their surroundings. They miss tiny details that happen around them. He released tiny deep breath. He was back to his business of showing around. He had to make sure he didn't make any mistakes this time.

He had to find the right place to charm her into his trap of love. So he searched for the perfect place after dropping her back. He had zeroed to one place- Chetaeu's vineyard. Nicole Chetaeu , his dear owned that farm. It was open to all his nasty business. He tried to use the other method of seducing her and thus took her to vineyard.

When he bought her to the vine yard, she was captivated with the vast farm. The grape vines bore the blend of grenache, cinsault and mourvèdregrenache.  He explained her about the history of the farm as well as the process used to prepare the wine.But he hid few secrets like it would turn into playground of the cold blooded monster where human blood was savored as if it was red wine. 

He was forcing his fingers into her delicate fingers. She would release when he held her hands. He tried to get closer to her while she would stay away. It was her third glass and she wasn't high. He had almost kissed her. She felt funny. What was he doing ? She quickly got up and was ready to leave  He failed again. What was he going to do?

He was going to lose the precious blood of pure human like her. He couldn't lose this opportunity like this one. It would be shame to hundred and odd year old  vampire to lose his art of hunting down his prey. He was known as the master in seduction and slow hunting. He would be laughing stock if Nicole found out that he couldn't seduce this pure angel. 

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The Perfect Getaway- Part 4

Who was he to stop her?, she thought deeply. She was never held at such intense gaze since her dreadful love. The memories of those painful days when love was sweet and forever replayed in her mind. Now when she try to evade those thoughts, this very annoying stranger reminded her.  But she wished it was someone else who stopped her from leaving.. from running away from her life. Unfortunately he was not going to come back.

" Where are you going? The museum is this way. Come, follow me.", he said , grabbing her hand and pulling towards the road she didn't want to go especially with him. She tried to get away but his clutch was too firm. " Hey, what you are doing? Don't touch me.", she said firmly. " Desole. I didn't mean to.", he quickly apologized with embarrassed look on his face. She walked past him to find herself standing in front of the museum. He had  taken her to the museum she wanted to go. 

She apologized to him. He smiled. His smile would have melted any girl in her place. But she didn't melt. As she was inside the museum, she was amazed by the displays of sculptures, paintings and engravings bequeathed by Matisse. She was very engrossed in it while he followed her like Mary's little lamb. He only gazed at the expressions of wonderment she made when she saw something nice.

When she had completed the tour of the museum, she saw that he was still with her. " You still here. Strange! Don't you have friends or lover waiting for you ?  Do you simply grope young solitary women?", she asked like a curious child but she was actually mocking him. He laughed and replied, " No, I am only trying to be good citizen by helping a tourist. Is it harmful from the place you come from?" She smiled though it wasn't deep down from her heart. " Are you hungry?", he asked. She was certainly famished and simply nodded. Finally they broke the ice. 

After lunch at small cafe, he showed her the other places in Nice. He took her to flower market where she bought some seeds of marigold. Then they walked for sometime on soft wet sand near the shore of the beach. They spoke about life and hobbies like the way strangers disclose about themselves to each other for the first time. He flirted at her for quite some time but she didn't get affected or show interest to his advances.

He dropped her at her hotel. As she wished him good night, he grabbed her. He pulled her by her hair where he put his mouth closer to her neck to bite her. His fangs had become visible. She was shocked by sudden actions taking place. She pushed him aside with great effort. "What are you doing?", she screamed. He quickly stopped from what he was doing. He looked at her shocked face. " Nothing! There was a bug. I...", he stammered and quickly took out the small insect crawling on her neck. He thanked the insect for being there for him.


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