Demon Lord

Magdalene poke her head out of the window to feel the rushing wind hit her face. The weather has turn sour and also was the people of Bonelake. Bonelake, a land where there was little to no sunshine as it was mostly known for dampen ground, dull sky and gloomy weather. She pulled back and grab the edges of the windows before shutting it. A small sigh left her plump lips which was pale and chapped.

"Milady, you should rest now. I will add more firewoods to the fireplace."

She said to a young girl who seems seven and tenth year. Her bright silver hair was ethereal and unusual making her stand out from the maid. From the looks of it, this young mistress was sick with fever and the color of her eyes were dull.

" Alright. I'll see you in the morning, tomorrow." The young mistress replied.

Magdalene nod in approval before walking out of the room to get some firewood. The room was was a bit warm for a severe cold weather which was why the maid insisted on adding more firewoods. The young mistress lay on her back with her head on the pillow. Her breath was uneven and her lips shook.

The window which was shut few minutes ago was suddenly swung open by a weird breeze, sending in cold air. A figure then emerged from the dark, a smirk hanging on his lips unpleasantly. Belle winced on seeing the person in her room. How could she forget about this mysterious person who made fun of her despite she was a sickly girl.

"What do you want?"

She asked in fear.

The figure smiled and approach her bed with stealth. Belle could clearly see the satisfaction he derives from seeing her ill. Right to this moment, she had no idea who this man is. When she saw he wouldn't answer her nor stop acting weird, Belle muster all the strength she could and roll off the bed.

"Stop being a worrier Belle, I came only to visit. My little precious is ill, why would I make jest of her?." The man said and snap his fingers.

Belle was mysteriously lifted up from the ground only to find herself in his arms. She was scared. Scared of him and his tricks but he had never hurt her since the very day they met. Her fingers clutch his black sleeve tightly but subconsciously. He was too beautiful. She know not his name nor where he came from neither his relative nor age.

"What do you want? Can't you see I'm ill that you came to molest me more?." She whined quietly.

"I do see Belle, you've become so fragile and thin from the last time I visited. What happened to you?" He asked with a bit angry voice.

Belle blinked in sheer surprise at the words he said.

" I'm the only human in the Sullivan household. I'm prone to illness." She replied slowly and her clutch on his sleeve loosen a little.

Apart from all his awestrucking movements and mysteries surrounding him, Belle felt safe in his hands. She kept wrestling with this feelings but it has proved to be true. She was extremely comfortable with him despite all the fact he's something else.

" Why did you come? I'm completely fine without you. I've my maid and family."

" You're nothing ' completely fine '. A family of suckers? You call that a family?"

" Yes, and I'm happy." Belle replied aggressively and tries to leave his body.

He held her down as the color of his eyes dimmed a little.

" Don't get me angry, sweetheart, I don't like talking much."

Belle gulped down an invisible lump on her throat and relaxed her weak body. Her hair shimmered beautifully catching the attention of his eyes. She was too beautiful to be ignored by him. Without another word between them, he gathered her in his arms so as to make her comfortable.

Minutes of silence later, she fell asleep like a baby. Her breath turned even but the intensity of her temperature increased by 2°. Carefully, he lay her on the bed before leaning to her face. His mouth to her mouth with a small gap left. A string of black greyish smoke like tendrils came out from Belle's mouth into his. After sucking out the cause of her illness, the sleeping body of Belle sneezed heavily before exhaling.

He smiled to himself and stood from the bed. He shut the window again and increased the fire in the fireplace which Magdalene had promised to do but failed. Staring at his beloved for sometime, he murmured something to himself before disappearing into thin air.

At least, that would protect Belle for a matter of time before any evil is embedded in her again. He wouldn't have come to the Sullivan mansion if not because of the evil dwelling in it. A seeking evil to destroy Belle and suck her sweet soul.

It wasn't time for her to know his true identity neither was it the time to tell her about everything happening around her because the source of evil was still dwelling close to her. Belle is an easygoing young lady but the sickness has eaten deep into her very soul and her family cared less about her upkeep, reason is that she's a dormant vampire unlike the rest of her sisters.

She was scorned at by relatives and laughed at by her sisters. Her father, Sullivan Simon is an always busy man who has no time for his family except to for his timber business as one of the largest timber set-up in Bonelake.

Mrs Shirley is a woman from the high-class society. A woman who loves the good things of life and never care about the children except only when they were leaving to visit an important guest. The other two daughters also picked up this way of living in luxury without caring about their younger sister who was severely ill. Of course, it was poison he had removed from inside Belle's body.