The Dirty Affairs of a Vampire and His Horny Stepmom Chapter 49: So much for Tyler being a gentleman

We briskly cross a couple of blocks when I notice what looks like a couple kissing and groping each other with far too much passion to be out in the open. Normally, hidden that well in the darkness, no human eye would have been able to notice them — but my eyes aren’t human.

He is... Tyler — Naomi’s boyfriend! But she... no, she’s definitely not Naomi!

And yet, this morning at school she didn’t seem any different — I even heard her talking to him on the phone during the break.

Yes, I know, eavesdropping is wrong — but it just so happened that I caught part of the conversation through the bathroom door, where Naomi had locked herself in to talk to him.

From what little I overheard, Naomi told him that so of her relatives would soon be staying at her place for a while, and that she would have liked to introduce them to him. On top of that, they had also planned to go out to dinner, just the two of them, so they definitely haven’t broken up.

That bastard — that fucking traitorous piece-of-shit bastard! It’s because of him that I broke things off with Naomi... and now here he is, happy as can be, making out in a park with a girl who even looks younger than her — sixteen at most, no more.

At this hour he should be at ho getting ready to go to work, and instead he’s hiding in a park making out with an sixteen-year-old. What can I say? Thirty years down the drain — what a pathetic failure!

«Jace, can you tell what’s going on?» Kimberly asks, noticing that I’ve stopped and that I’m growing more and more irritated, my gaze fixed on the shadows between the trees.

From this distance she has no way of seeing what I’m seeing — she may be stronger than , but so abilities are things a human can only dream of.

«Kimberly, wait here. I’ll be back in a minute,» I reply firmly, slipping into the foliage like an explorer forcing his way through the Amazon rainforest.

Needless to say, she follows anyway despite telling her not to — but honestly, I would’ve been more surprised if she hadn’t.

Not that I care that she’s following — I have no intention of hurting that loser, just of... putting things back in their proper place.

Moving silently, with the soft steps of soone used to approaching his prey without being noticed, I get to just a few steps away from them, hidden behind the trunk of a tree. And then... CLICK!

The flash of my phone’s cara makes them jump on the spot, caught red-handed, tongues intertwined and his hands rummaging between her thighs under her miniskirt.

«And who the fuck are you? What do you want from us?!» Tyler snaps, clearly annoyed by my sudden appearance.

Strange, though — he doesn’t look worried at all. Naomi probably never showed him a photo of , or maybe he simply doesn’t rember.

«Maybe my face doesn’t ring a bell, but I’m sure my na does. Nice to et you — I’m Jace Lance,» I sneer, holding out my hand.

Ah... now I can see the fear spreading across his face like an oil stain — his mouth hanging open, eyes wide with terror, fixed on .

«Jace Lance... you’re Naomi’s friend, are you?!» he stamrs, trembling.

«Naomi? And who the hell is this Naomi supposed to be?!» the girl snaps, imdiately pulling away from him and shooting him a furious glare.

But he completely ignores her.

«Jace, delete that photo right now and get the hell out of here if you don’t want trouble!» Tyler growls, shaking his fist in my direction.

While he threatens rather clumsily, I hear Kimberly murmur sothing softly behind .

«Jace, please, be careful...»

Careful about what, exactly? I haven’t done anything!

«I’m telling you for the last ti, Jace. Give that fucking phone!» Tyler insists, growing more and more nervous.

«I don’t think so. But don’t worry — I’ll keep that photo as a little souvenir. I have no intention of showing it to Naomi. There won’t be any need, since you’ll be the one leaving her today. You’ll tell her you never loved her and apologize for stringing her along all this ti. Then you’ll disappear from her life forever. That’s all — easy, right? Ah, and obviously don’t you dare ntion my na. I’ll see her at school in a few hours and if I find out you haven’t broken up with her... well, I’m sure so appropriate departnt of the New York police would find a photo of a thirty-year-old having fun with a girl below the age of consent very useful.»

«Tyler, you fucking pig, who the hell is this Naomi?! Is she your girlfriend?! Answer !» the girl screams, growing angrier by the second.

Once again, Tyler ignores her — but I don’t.

«Yes, she’s his girlfriend. But she won’t be for much longer,» I sneer, shrugging.

Then I give Tyler a look that’s as sadistic as it is satisfied.

«So? Will you leave Naomi of your own free will, or do you prefer prison to separate you forever?»

In response, he suddenly jumps to his feet, stretching his arm toward in an attempt to snatch the phone from my hand.

I dodge him with a quick step back, but he doesn’t give up and lunges at again — this ti with clearly hostile intentions.

I shoot a quick glance at Kimberly, looking for so sign of consent — or at least permission to defend myself. But there’s no need.

She’s already taken care of him in the blink of an eye.

With a move worthy of a karate champion, she slams Tyler to the ground, pinning him face-down with her knee planted firmly in his back.

And to think that ten minutes ago she was saying she was afraid to walk ho alone... honestly, I’d be far more worried about those poor fools unlucky enough to raise a hand against her without knowing what she’s capable of.

anwhile, the girl runs away — not out of fear, obviously, but out of rage. It’s clear she knew nothing about Naomi and truly believed she was Tyler’s only girlfriend. And who knows how many other girls in New York think the sa...

At least I have the decency to never tie myself to anyone.

«Alright, alright! I’ll leave Naomi. Now let go — you’re hurting !» Tyler whines, pounding his fists against the dirt.

Kimberly releases her grip, and he imdiately scrambles to his feet, chasing after the girl who just ran off, begging at the sa ti not to show that photo to anyone.

There are still four hours before classes start, but my body is already flooded with adrenaline and impatience at the thought of eting Naomi at school.

I may be an asshole, but I can’t wait to see her beg in tears to go back to being ’friends’ like before.