Ghost of the Past
1107 Words
Damon
Do my eyes deceive me?
I stared at the young woman standing in front of me. Her strawberry blonde hair, her heart shape face and cupid bow lips. It all reminded me of someone. She does exactly look like her, except her hair and eyes. Her blue eyes remind me of the calmest ocean. Like mine.
Marc, Arion's executive assistant noticed my reaction, so he cleared his throat gaining our attention.
"Anyway, this is Ms. Ishler, Mr. Knight's new secretary. " Marc told me.
I blinked several times before I cleared my throat and held my hand.
"Damon Stone of Stone Corp."
She looked at my hand and she smiled.
"Pleasure is all mine Mr. Stone." She said.
She took my hand and shook it. I felt a zap like spark when our hands touched. I'm pretty sure she felt it too, as she stared at me again. She pulled her hand and smiled. I smiled back.
"Call me Damon. I feel old when you call me Mr.Stone. " I told her.
"I best be on my way. I just stopped by to clarify that stupid rumor. " I said looking at Marc. Then I turned to her.
"It’s really nice meeting you Ms. Ishler. I would love to see you again. " I said then winked at her.
I turned around and walked out the door. I immediately left the Knight Industries building and went back to mine.
I was in my office, string on my chair looking at the huge window in my office.
The face of that woman plagued my mind. Does my eyes playing games on me? It can't be her. She's long gone. But why does she look like her! Why does she look like the only woman I ever loved? My lovely Ríona. My beloved, my wife.
You see, I am a more than two thousand year old vampire. I found my beloved once. She's the most beautiful woman I ever met. Her name is Ríona. She was a sorceress.
Her kind held a book called grimoire. It contains spells, knowledge that can give me unlimited power. I need that knowledge. That power. I am obsessed with power that it got to my head. In my defense, I just want a better world for my kind, and for my family. Yes. Family. My wife and I wanted to have children of our own. She even casted me a spell that will help us conceive even if my body was frozen to this state. But one night while I was away hunting, she left me. I was enraged that I vowed that I'll have her back together with that grimoire.
A year and a half, I found her. She told me she doesn't want me anymore. She told me that she found someone else to replace me. Someone warmer. I was beyond furious. That night, I raped her, but then her guild warriors came and saved her. I had no choice but to leave and go into hiding.
I gather all the vampires I could get, and form my own coven. We searched for their guild. It took me three years to finally locate them. That night we attacked. I looked for my wife, but I found her in the arms of another. I was blinded by rage that I ended up killing both of them. My coven slaughtered their guild, didn't even care if there any survivors. That night my beloved died in my arms, I shut off my emotions. I became the cold hearted killer that I am today.
Sometimes I wondered, what if she never left for the first time, maybe were still together, with our children. The idea of having a family with her might have excited me before, but now all I feel is rage and disappointment.
I made myself stronger than before. My coven is the largest as of now. Since I am a turned vampire, I am susceptible to the sun. The only way to survive is to drink the blood of a fairy. And that's what I did. I created my very own super soldiers. Vampires that is immune to sunlight. But like me, fairy blood can only sustain that ability.
I was fine with my life now. I am powerful, feared by many. I am on top of the world. But one face brought me back the sweet yet painful memories of my past.
Who is that woman? Is she my late wife? It’s impossible. She died thousand years go. Then again why do I felt attracted to her? And when I touched her hand, I felt a spark that I once felt with my Ríona.
My thoughts were interrupted when Nicole barged in my office.
"Where were you?! I've been waiting for you for almost an hour!" She exclaimed.
I massaged my temples. Why did I put up with this low life slut again? I sighed and went to her with my vampire speed. I grabbed her by her neck. .
"I thought you made sure that Arion Knight is dead?!" I growled at her.
Her eyes widened.
"Baby, I am sure. We left him in that alley together. You saw him. He was in the ground with a pool of his own blood. Hex aimed at his chest." She said.
"Then why the hell does his executive assistant told me that he is on leave?! Chilling' in the freaking Caribbean, sipping his piña colada with his latest conquest!" I growled.
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My grip tightened in her neck. She began clawing my hand off her neck.
"B-But that's impossible. With that kind of injuries, he's good as dead. " she said.
I dropped her in the floor and begun pacing around.
"But apparently he is not dead! " I growled
She stood up still massaging her neck.
"Maybe someone saw him and brought him to the hospital after we left. " she said.
I glared at her.
"You think?! You should have stayed and made sure he's f*****g dead! Gather some men and look for him in the Caribbean!" I growled and she nodded before leaving.
I took a deep breath and get back to my seat.
My thoughts went back to the beautiful woman who is Arion Knight's new secretary.
Who are you? Is it possible if my beloved is reincarnated as a human?
I have to find out more about her. I need to see her again. She is like a light in my dark, a breath of fresh air.
'Just wait Ms. Ishler. I'll have you, one way or another. ' I thought.
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