anwhile, while Vincent was gone, a tall girl could be seen holding a large food flask in her hands, while walking towards the entrance of Vincent's house. When she arrived at the doorstep, she clicked on the bell runes that were engraved on the walls. The runes only needed to be tapped and the bells would ring inside.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The sound of a bell ringing, reverberated in the living room, causing Alina to groan and clench her teeth in anger, inside her room.
"I'm not expecting any visitors today, besides, the person clicking on the bell should have been intercepted by the butlers or guards." Alina thought as she gritted her teeth and stood up from her bed to check on the annoying visitor.
When she arrived at the doorstep to open the door, she had already huddled a bunch of swears and curses, in her mind that she was going to rain on the person who kept clicking the doorbell without remorse.
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"Zamira!!!" Alina blurted out and opened her arms wide to collect the person into her embrace.
The girl also smiled and replied; "Good morning, big aunt" the girl said and she also moved towards Alina's embrace.
Alina hugged the girl tightly and patted her on her back, with a huge smile On her face, even though the girl was a head and a half taller than her.
"Zamira, when did you co back to Graven? What about your mom? How could she do that to , she left without telling ?!" Alina said while her eyes teared up as she seemingly rembered the good ti and hard ti she spent with her best friend, only for her to leave suddenly, without informing her.
Zamira's expression suddenly beca sour when she heard Alina's words, then, she replied in a bitter tone, "M-my mom is dead, she died a year ago when we were attacked by bandits who disliked demi-humans, she died trying to save " Zamira mumbled and clenched her fists hard as she rembered the horrible death that her mother died.
Alina also bit her lips hard, after hearing about the disheartening death of her best friend. She once again pulled Zamira into her embrace and patted her on her back while slowly whispering into her ears.
"It's okay, Zamira, I'll take care of you. I don't know the reason why your mom left with you, without telling , but I'll never let her only daughter suffer. Co, let take you inside" Alina said and she separated herself from Zamira while urging her to follow her inside.
However, Zamira shook her head and responded; "There's no need for that aunt, I'm now an adult, I can take care of myself. Besides, now that I'm back, I have acquired and taken over my mom's abandoned business and properties. There's no need to worry much about , aunt. I only ca to see Vincent, because I have been dying to see him after all these years!" Zamira uttered in excitent and her face reddened in sha.
Alina blinked her eyes when she heard Zamira's words, about becoming an adult, then, she carefully inspected her since she was forrly blinded by excitent.
Zamira was a vampire girl, who was standing 1.9 ters tall, her height was very intimidating. However, that didn't hide her beautiful and flawless oval face, with glowing crimson eyes, and eyebrows that were shaped like crescents. Her red perky lips and pink hue skin that wasn't similar to that of a vampire because of her constant feeding.
On her chest were two giant marshmallows that rivaled Alina's own and her backside was as wide as the pan used for mixing pastries.
Alina nodded her head in astonishnt, after inspecting Zamira's body and she concluded that the bandits that killed her mom, were clearly after Zamira's hourglass figure and bountiful lons on her chest, as Zamira's presence could ignite the deepest desire in n.
She sighed in solace and said, "At least, you should enter and have a talk with , didn't you miss ?" Alina giggled and grabbed Zamira's hand, then dragged her into the living room.
When Zamira entered the living room, she blushed hard and sat on one of the sofas by the left angle of the room. She raised her head and looked at Alina who sat opposite her, then she asked in a low voice.
"Big aunt, where is Vincent? I made this dish for him because I learned that it was his favorite food when we were kids. Now that I'm an adult, I hired a cook to teach the recipes and how to cook them. I hope he loves it" Zamira said with an awkward smile and tightened her grip on the flask when she rembered her rival, Hilda, when she was a kid.
Alina nearly puked blood when she heard Zamira's words and gulped hard when she rembered how she had diarrhea, during the ti she ate a al that was prepared by a vampire. She looked at the food flask in horror and felt pity for Vincent, while her brain calculated how she could save Vincent from consuming the dish.
"Oops, I forgot to tell you, Zamira. Vincent just went out recently and it would take a while before he cos back ho. Why don't you drop the food, I'll deliver it to him when he's back" Alina said, while she silently prayed inwardly that Zamira would drop the food.
Zamira bit her lips till they bled and clenched her fists, while she blad herself for not coming early. She sighed in dissatisfaction as she placed the food flask on the table and stood up on her feet.
"Big aunt, I'll take my leave, I have so business to attend to. Please, deliver my ssage to him and make sure that he eats it all" Zamira giggled and she waved her hands while moving towards the exit. At the sa ti, her eyes slowly searched around for Hilda's presence.
When Zamira was gone, Alina dashed towards the food flask and opened it. Contrary to her expectation, she was greeted by an alluring aroma. However, that didn't change Alina's notion about dishes prepared by vampires. She carried the food flask and walked out of the room, to dispose it and explain to Vincent when he cos back.
Unbeknownst to her, Savina was silently watching Alina and Zamira's interaction with her face swollen from anger.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! One problem is gone and another one is here! Why can't they just leave Vincent alone!" Savina gritted her teeth as she grabbed a flower vase and smashed it on the wall.
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