The Vampire Prince's Beloved

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"Mum, you are out already," the young man's voice stopped Angela's eyes from touring further. He was looking a person behind Angela

She followed his eyes, turned and beheld a woman coming to where they sat. The young man had called the woman his mum but she looked younger than what Angela was expecting. Her head was held high, her face was straight and her eyes were commanding. Her short deep black wavy hair were neatly styled to the back. She had a brown button-up dress on her body and a necklace with a red diamond around her neck.

She took her steps gently and confidently as she came to where the young man and Angela sat. Her aura was louder and more ntimidating than that of Frednard who Angela had met at the hospital. The young man was already on his feet and Angela had intelligently done likewise.

The woman stretched forth her right hand towards the young man and he bent to kiss a diamond ring she had on her pointing finger. Angela noticed that the diamond on the finger ring and that of the pendent were the same. After the young man had kissed the ring, he pecked her by the both sides of the cheeks.

"Mum, I have brought your GUEST as you had requested," the young man said with a scornful chuckle. The way he emphasised the word "guest" in his sentence showed that he was being sarcastic.

Angela's face sighed in disgust of his behavior. She was beginning to find him annoying exactly how she found Frednard's bodyguard to be annoying.

The woman turned to Angela and stared at her for a moment. Her eyes were piercing and her gaze was too strong to behold. Angela's eyes automatically fell to the ground which seem most comfortable to look at that moment.

"What is your name?" the woman's voice sounded and it came with chills. Her voice was deep and authoritative.

"Li – An – Angela," Angela stuttered. She was disappointed how her voice came out. The woman's personality threw her off balance. She used to be the C.E.O of a huge textile company while she was still Lily and she had met with a lot of high class people but this woman was strangely intimidating.

"Do you remember me?" the woman asked.

Angela stumbled on the reply to give to her. She didn't know if the woman was someone who the former occupant of the body was supposed to remember. A thousand thoughts began to rush through her mind. Did the former occupant of her new body get into some trouble with this woman? What kind of trouble could that be? Did she steal from her?

"No, ma'am," she said in an unstable voice. All her efforts to make her voice come out straight had failed terribly.

"Really?" the woman's voice pieced again.

Angela's heart began to pound as various scary questions came to her head. Though her eyes were still fixed to the ground, she could still feel the woman's scary gaze fixed on her waiting for an answer. The house was well air-conditioned but sweat began to build up on her forehead. Was she going to be beaten up? But she didn't know a thing about what had happened in the past. Why had life chosen to be punishing her for things she was innocent of?

As Angela quaked in fearful thoughts, the door of the main entrance opened. She lifted up her eyes to the enterance along side every other person there. It was Frednard and his annoying righthand man, Mac. She felt so relieved to see them. She never had thought for once that she would ever embrace s*****y but at that moment she was grateful that her master had come to take her out of that hostile environment.