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Allure Of The Night

[Mature Content] The body of a mermaid is a vault of treasures. Their tears formed the most splendid of pearls, their exquisite blood a euphoric drug for vampires, their luscious hair woven into the finest of silk, and their tender meat sought after by werewolves more than Heaven’s ambrosia. The creatures of night mingled within human society, fleeced in the wool of aristocracy, veiled in their portrayed innocence and nobility, their savagery continued to predate on the weak and powerless. Genevieve Barlow, Eve for short, was an exceptionally strange young lady. She had an alluring and beguiling nature, where for her twenty-four year old self had barely changed in appearance since her eighteenth birthday. She had fooled the administration and had gotten a degree so that she could have a better life. Most odd of all was that Eve had a secret she shared with no one. She enters the house of Moriarty, not just to earn but also to find answers on what happened to her mother nearly two decades ago. Unfortunately, things do not always proceed as one planned. Despite her cautious nature and desire to stay out of sight, a cold pair of eyes falls on her, that soon refuses to leave her out of sight.

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Tea to observe

The awkwardness Eve felt, she doubted anyone could fathom how she felt right now. Every step she took forward was stiff, and it was because she knew he was walking behind her. The timing couldn't get any worse, she thought in her mind. 

"You walk worse than the grandmother I once knew," came the remark from behind, and Eve gritted her teeth. When she quickened the pace of her steps, he said, "I think it would be better if you run." 

Eve turned around to speak to him and said, "Mr. Moriarty, I think I would like to add another point in my job details."

"All the details have already been filled and signed. The next form for it opens next year," replied Vincent, and he didn't wait for her. Instead, he continued to walk towards the entrance of the mansion. "You know I forgot about yesterday's incident, but someone seems to have difficulty in letting it go and had to remind me about it."