Vampiric emotions.

-bzzz, bzz-bzzz, bzzzz!!

As I lay down peacefully on my bed, my phone vibration, which was in silent mode, woke me up from sleep.

"Urgh! So it was a dream, Huh? Ugh, all of my body is dizzy." I said to myself, half opening my eyes to look for my phone that had stopped vibrating.

Believing that it was my 6:30 a.m. alarm clock that was sounding, I didn't take the time to look at the time.

-bzzz, bzz-bzzz, bzzzz!!

'Fucking alarm! I don't even know why I always have this alarm!' I replied while looking for my smartphone to extend the alarm.

I think I'm too lazy today to attend this bald teacher's math classes!

But when I looked at the screen of my smartphone, it was not an alarm clock but an incoming call.

"Hello, little shit, why are you calling me anytime soon? I'm not feeling well today, so I intend to lack--

[Bastard! Do you think you're a girl or what?! Didn't we agree to meet in front of 'Holy Club' at 9 p.m.?!]

The sharp and angry voice of this dear son of a bitch, Mike, woke me up from inertia.

"Holy club? 21h?"

[Yes! And it's already 11 p.m. minus 45! What are you doing again?! Even if you have a good time with this girl, it's not a reason to let go of your friend! I even invited the star of our university, saying that you would introduce us to your girlfriend.]

"Wait, what?!"

[Finally, you have thirty minutes before you come, otherwise, believe me, on your word, I'll really kill you if you arrive late!]

"Hey, what the fuck are you telling me about there?! Why--

-Beep!

Even before I finished my sentence, this asshole hung up on my face!

But it was nothing, at least no more critical than now when I saw the time on my screen at the top.

[22:16!]

[Little shit: 15 calls missed]

-WTF!

Between panic and surprise, I didn't know how to react.

More importantly, why am I naked under the sheets?!

I feel like every time I woke up, something incredible was happening.

First, a vampire who wanted to kill me in a strange place, and now I'm naked on my bed!? I'm not that stupid as to think it was a dream, especially the smell of the grilled steak that baited my sense of smell.

My apartment had no kitchen, just a fitted corner of the living room, where mommy had set up a small kitchen.

While inspecting my bedroom, I realize everything is as before if I ignore the blood-stained letter and the envelope on my desk, Not to mention the new clothes next to me on the bed.

By all the demons of hell, why do I have overflowing thoughts when I see this scene?! Why am I treated like a little princess? Isn't it supposed to be the opposite?! I have my dignity as a man, after all!

-I'm sorry, grandpa, but I think your grandson has once again soiled the honor and dignity of our family.- I shouted these words to myself.

But despite everything, I wore the new set of luxurious clothes with evasive eyes.

'She is not as stingy as I imagined, as expected of a vampire.' That was my first compliment for this girl.

But this feeling of gratitude lasted only a second after I noticed something.

There was the letter and the envelope, but where did the debit card my mum left me before she left?!

Those luxurious clothes whose label showed a thousand dollars, and this smell of smoking steak...she didn't dare, did she?!

For some reason that I didn't know, the little drool on my lips evaporated as soon as I thought I never wanted to have.

-Arghh, this masochist bitch!

Without even losing a second more, my body appeared in the living room the moment after because of my lightning speed.

Then, in front of me, this girl, as I thought, was grilling steaks that were barely cooked. But it wasn't the most important thing for me; yes, tears came to my soul as soon as I noticed a debit card on the table where Mike's keys were placed!

My poor young man! What did this masochist do to you?!

Like a prophet, I could guess the answer to my card, which seemed leaner than before!

"Decidedly, I was wrong about Lord Kasel's mother? She is richer than expected, Um, as expected from a witch of indescribable rank." She hummed these words without bothering to look at me.

Hearing her words, I unconsciously grabbed my chest, staggering back, following the acute pain I suddenly felt in my heart that gave me the impression of being stabbed by a stake!

"S-Sofia, how much did you steal from my card? And how did you guess the passcode?!" I asked, even if, deep down, I didn't want to hear her answer.

"It was easy; I just had to dial four digits of your birth year, and the banknotes welcomed me with open arms. As for how much I spent, I don't really know, maybe five thousand or more."

-Kck!

At the same time, my legs weakened as I collapsed on the couch.

I'm screwed. The money she had just spent must surely constitute the whole life of my mum's economy! Knowing this woman, she will kill me if she learns I spent this considerable amount of her money to live in luxury one day.

Not noticing my state of mind, Sofia brought the five bleeding steaks she had just grilled.

For some reason, I couldn't help but be attracted to the smell of this meat. But thinking about my money, I wanted to keep them in the refrigerator as a souvenir of this unforgettable day!

"Why do you hesitate so much? Unlike other foods, wine and meat are consumable for vampires. So don't worry." She said, following my hesitation, that she had totally misunderstood!

"Sigh, life is too unfair," I say, taking the cutlery in front of me with pearls of tears in the corners of my eyes while eating slowly and appreciating the texture and sweetness of the meats that cost me the fortune of a lifetime.

"Ugh, why are you crying?! Even if my skills are perfect, it's too much honor." She stuttered, raising the kitchen apron she had worn, probably so as not to dirty her maid's clothes.

"Um,...your culinary skills are as advanced as the cooking god. But these steaks are as important as my own life, so let me enjoy them as if my life depended on them." I continue with more tears rising from my eyes!

-I am definitely a dead man!

In a single day, this girl managed to turn my life into hell. Why is she still there? Who permitted her to use my card?!

But on the other hand, I couldn't reveal this weakness. If she learns about my love for money, she will use this weakness to make my life worse than hell.

"And if not, what happened instead? I remember feeding on your blood in the bathroom, but after that, my memories are blurred." I asked one of the questions that worried me the most.

"Hmm, you were lost in the taste of blood. I had no choice but to stun you before you became dependent on blood."

"Did you stun me? No wonder I felt numb when I woke up."

As I conclude, I am still as weak as a newborn. Even a simple maid can knock me out with so much ease.

"I'm sorry, but I had to use all my strength to ensure I didn't miss my surprise attack." She added me to see me silent.

"All your strength, Huh? In short, what I don't understand is why--

"It was our fault; we should have explained to you from the beginning how to control your emotions." Even before I finished my sentence, she bowed to me, saying these words with a serious aura around her that I had only seen twice so far.

The first was when she had a cold-blooded killing of the vampire who had entered the bedroom.

"Because I can control my thirst for blood?!" I asked with suspicious eyes.

"It will depend on your will, my lord."

"Ah, I was expecting this kind of answer."

It's disappointing. Just remembering the moments when I lost control, I can confidently say self-control is not about to arrive. To begin with, I am convinced that this thirst for blood is triggered by two factors I have noticed so far; anger and excitement.

They are also the two emotions that I find most challenging to control. By being with Eve, regardless of my efforts, I can't help but have gloomy and erratic thoughts towards her, and also, when my bestial nature pushes me to do disbelief things like euphorically appreciating the hell of others. As for my rage, the factor that triggers this emotion is always unknown to me.

"Don't worry, even if I can't do much to help you. I can always give you some advice that would help you control your blood thirst.

-First, a vampire's thirst for blood is usually triggered because of two factors; one is when he refuses to feed himself with blood. This problem is more common among newborns who do not get used to the taste of blood, like the newborn who had just attacked you without notice. But you have no problem at this level since you consume blood without hesitation.

-Secondly, excitement or intense emotions cause an intensive blood dependence in a vampire. That's the worst situation that can happen to a vampire, which will transform him into a drug addict who is highly addicted to blood instead drugs. Those in this second category are the most unstable and unpredictable.

-At the slightest emotional fluctuation, they will turn into bloodthirsty beasts and even be ready to do carnage in broad daylight without worrying about being exposed to the eyes of the world. If this ever happens, they will be chased by vampires to imprison them during their disinfection period. But in general, hunters are the fastest to locate these kinds of individuals than vampires. And unlike vampires, hunters never spare vampires, especially when it comes to newborns! -

After hearing her explanations, I could say that my assumptions were correct. And among these two categories, I can confidently say I am in the second category, the worst of the two!

"... So, I have a strong dependence on blood?" I stammered this question while eating meat, which was, honestly, a delight for my taste buds.

"Not exactly; you have not yet reached this level. But what I can say is that if you don't make an effort to control your anger, you will sooner or later become a blood narcissist. Among our emotions, anger is your greatest enemy." She said, clearing the three empty plates that I had just finished.

"... Anger, Huh?" I murmured, attacking the fourth dish of steak.

I couldn't contradict her. Whether with the intruder or with her, I always had this emotion toward them.

Even if I knew deep down that the intruder was not powerful enough to threaten me, I could not resolve to spare him because of my anger to see a prey come to sow chaos in my territory. On top of that, I was angry with Sofia, who had shortened the suffering of my prey, that I wanted to torture more before finishing it. Not to mention the events of the bathroom; even if I couldn't be indifferent to such a silhouette that was all naked with her two F cups and a plump ass that was in the open air, because of this fucking thirst, I missed this opportunity!

Argh! I need to control this damn primitive instinct. Otherwise, my good Karmas will run out without me being able to take full advantage of them!

-bzzz, bzz-bzzzz...!

Simultaneously, my smartphone began to vibrate in my pocket. Sigh, I didn't need to look at it to be sure it was a call from Mike.

Even if I didn't want to go to this club, I now realize that it's a golden opportunity not to be missed.

It's not moving away from any interaction that will allow me to control my emotions. Emotions are not something a person can get rid of.

In addition to that, I have already lived five long years keeping down and containing my emotions; it's out of the question that I continue to live like that for another hour.

When I took out my smartphone from my pocket, I had a little smile at the corners of my lips; not surprisingly, the call came from this bastard of Mike.

"Sofia, go change you; we're going to take a little tour of a special place," I say before I pick up my smartphone.

"Yo, what's new?"

[Eh, I don't think it's a good idea for you to come to Holy club finally.]

As soon as I asked, Mike's hesitant tone resounded at the other end of the line.

"What's the problem?"

[Hmm, you know, this son of a bitch and his friends have just arrived at the club. Knowing this bastard, he will surely try to annoy us and ruin our evening. So it's better to change the location. I'm calling you to tell you I'm going to another place. I'll send you the contact details, and you--

"Ho~?! So John is there? Interesting. I'll be there in less than ten minutes!"

John, this dear John, is a good subject of experience to help me control my emotions. The sight of this bastard is already enough to put me out of me. So why miss such a golden opportunity?!

[You are--! Wait, since when have you become so reckless? Have you forgotten your doctor's advice?]

"Mike, if you dare put your feet out of this place, I swear to suck your blood dry!"

[Sigh, this is not the time to joke with your health. So--

*Beep!

Listening to this guy will only waste more time. So it's better to hang up on his face, as he had done with me.

But more importantly, why does this girl take a look at my card?!

"Touch it, and you will lose your hand!" I replied as soon as I noticed Sofia's look on my debit card.

"Ugh, why are you as stingy as witches? Money is there to be spent, not to save them. On top of that, how am I supposed to change if I don't have a change of clothes with me?!"

As if you hadn't caused me enough problems like that yet. My mum loves money; I would even say that she considers banknotes as one of her children. Even if it's sad, I'm not really different from her; it's one of the fundamental traits I inherited from her.

And this girl precisely does what I hate the most in the world, waste! Damn it! It's so frustrating, but I can no longer stand her habits of little princesses born with a diamond spoon in their mouths!

"Don't you have a change of clothes? So tell me one thing, little Sofia, what are all these boxes next to the TV?!" I asked, pointing my steak knife at the five cardboard bags that probably contained women's clothes.

I knew it because the logo on these packaging was the badge of a famous shop that sold feminine necessities.

That was one of the reasons why I collapsed on the couch. Because unlike me, this girl had bought more clothes for her than for me! Despite the fact that it was my money that she had used!

Upon hearing my question, I noticed her inability to find suitable words to answer me. But it wasn't necessary, since no matter her answer, she would never have my card!

Just like that, she finally sighed, abandoning her idea, which would risk losing one of her hands.

I didn't have to worry about her masochistic nature or her ability to regenerate; all I knew was that I would definitely not spare her hand if she did something idiotic with me. I have a knife in my hand, after all!