#a plot point

"It seems that weeds never die"

"Irina, she's just a friend and I had decided to accompany her home"

"Irina, don't get paranoid again! That woman just needed my help"

"Irina, damn it ... I already told you she's just one of the employees"

"Irina, stop being so stupid, you make me sick. You get jealous with any woman just because she breathes next to me"

Salty tears slid down the blonde's cold cheeks, as she flicked through the newspaper articles mentioning the scandal of the past year with trembling hands: Lewis Dupont is seen having several chance encounters with different women, seeking the comfort that his fiancée cannot give him. Her sadness and anger was not so much for the attractive title that some shameless journalist had put or without fear of her father, but rather seeing the photos of all those women that she had once suspected caused anger to be born in her being.

She wasn't stupid, she never had been and deep down she always knew it, despite the fact that every time she protested she was branded as crazy, paranoid and jealous.

There was no way to deny an infidelity with the evidence in hand, seeing tight hugs, passionate kisses or too close approaches that wasn't appropriate in a man who was soon to be married.

Irina grabbed her coat, buttoning it up and then leaving her house in search of her unfortunate fiancé to confront him in front of everyone in his company, that scoundrel was not going to get away with it. But when she set foot in the factory and inquired about his whereabouts, the workers had revealed that it had been a week since he had visited the factory to supervise the movement of his company.

"Damn bastard" "I wish you rot in hell" "Liar" "Cheater" "Human scum" She was thinking as she aggressively stomped through the dry snow into the village forest, looking for the cabin that one of the women revealed to her that Lewis had secretly. She was angry, furious, no, her blood boiling on the hot fire for having to suffer and give herself completely to a man who was not going to give her the same treatment.

No, she was rather furious with herself for allowing all that happen.

She tracked down her fiancé's so familiar essence that she could easily trace at any time, but as she got closer to the place she could notice another accompanied scent, and this was more feminine. Clenching her hands into fists full of rage, she opened the front door abruptly trying to maintain her composure so as not to freak out. - Lewis. Can you tell what the hell are you doing? - She asked coldly and demandingly, pretending to be the one who doesn't understand what was happening.

The strong smell of alcohol hit her nostrils brutally, watching the young man with silver strands lying on top of a young maiden lying half-naked on the sofa like the unfaithful boy. - Oh--! Irina! What a surprise to see you here! - He said standing up showing his naked torso and before Irina could utter another word, she bit her tongue when she heard the young man speaking again - Doudou, I understand that you may be shocked and angry with me right now since I am with another woman outside of our commitment, but look on the bright side! We can experience all three together, this woman is beautiful and you both could teach each other new techniques! And think about-- - And without letting him finish, a strong impact was heard followed by another.

Lewis's body lay on the wooden floor, in shock for having received a strong slap from Irina that not only left his skin red and burning, but also split his lip causing it to bleed.

- You fucking asshole ... Did you really think that I could accept such a stupid suggestion? You disgust me... - She spoke in an even colder and deeper voice, looking down at Lewis with a look of superiority. A gaze of a bright but deadpan neon green where not a hint of compassion could be seen. - What the hell Irina?! What is wrong with you?! - He screamed altered getting up from the ground in an attempt to grab his revolver to aim at Irina threatening his life for daring to hit him, but before even the tips of his digits could even touch the weapon, a clean cut separated the fingers of the hand leaving them to fall on the wooden table, beginning to be painted with red blood. - Ah ... You really are mindless, Dupont. Did you think you could be faster than me? Don't make me laugh - She clicked her tongue annoyed as she listened to the boy's agonizing scream, seeing his fingers thrown across the wood surrounded by a red puddle accompanied by a kitchen ax stuck in the board, the cause of his mutilation.

Irina's attention shifted to another scream, this time terrified and by the time she turned to see the woman trying to flee, a hollow explosive sound was heard in the room. The lifeless body fainted on the ground due to the bullet that went through its head.

Irina sighed tiredly, she didn't want to kill the girl but she couldn't risk leaving a witness alive, but by the time she turned to see Lewis, he was gone. Irina glanced at the barrel of the revolver in her hands in search of any bullets, but the firearm no longer had any loaded bullets. She clicked her tongue once and put the gun away to dispose of later, for now she planned to follow the trail of blood that Lewis had left.

- God damn it...! This cannot be happening...! - The amethyst-eyed man mused, holding his bleeding hand as he ran through the forest in search of a hiding place and help. - Help--! - He screamed hopefully someone might hear him, but in return he received an unexpected strong blow as he crossed a tree on his chest that took his breath away and knocked him into the cold snow.

- Oh ... I have never imagined how satisfying this would be ... It's impressive - Irina commented, leaving behind the tree where she teleported while seeing her knuckles, which she had used to hit the man's chest, breaking his rib cage. - It's fun to watch you agonize ... You make a part of me tingle every time your screams sing in my ears - She stepped on the chest of the silver-haired man, nailing the heel of her boot to hear how his ribs cracked with greater force, smiling at such a sound widely, letting her fangs protrude from her lips. - Look at you, you crunch like a useless and insignificant cockroach! - She hummed in wonder, stomping on him, cutting off the boy's breath as her own split ribs dig into his lungs.

She crouched down, grabbing the boy by the cheeks, her pupils sharpening like a feline's as they looked him straight in the eye, seeing as the purples ones were dull of pain. - You're right where I wanted you ... Looking like the piece of shit you are, but you know what? The best part of all this is that you alone are the cause of this suffering - The blonde patted Lewis's red cheek, grinning sideways. - It is quite a compliment to think that all this time you were afraid of dying at the hands of my father, but look at you! The one who is throwing you to hell is me. Greet the devil on my part - And with that said, using her vampiric strength she made the boy's head spin like an old top to separate it from his body.

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- Irina? Irina! - A female voice made the aforementioned react immediately coming out of her thoughts as if she had fallen from the Moon. - You have been very thoughtful all day, what has you so distracted? You've been uncomfortably quiet all through dinner and the car ride, and I'd be afraid to say you've barely blinked - The younger sister reproached, Camille reproaching the dissociative attitude that her older sister had chosen, but that in truth it was not something out of the ordinary.

- Oh ... Have I been zoning out again? Sorry, I didn't realize - The firstborn of the Avenel family apologized closing her locker after having taken her belongings that she needed for the following classes. - Mhm... I already realized that you hadn't noticed. Even father did, and that he doesn't even notice when flies sneak into the house! - Camille sighed, turning to separate her walk from her sister to go to her class, but a boy caught her eye that made her stop short, swallowing hard. - I-Irina ... I think I'm hallucinating from exhaustion ... But I think I'm seeing Lewis - With a trembling voice, she discreetly pointed at the boy.

- What kind of nonsense are you saying? That scum is more than dead-- - Irina replied annoyed that her sister joked with a topic like that, but by the time she turned around, her gaze fixed on the indicated boy, her eyes widened slightly from shock.

Same fluffy curly silver hair, same freckles, soft pale skin, and even the same purple eyes and height ... and that ... - That damn sassy smile ... He looks too much like him, but I doubt he is - Irina denied, praying that it was just a terrible coincidence.

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Hearing the bell of the academy ring signaling that it was time to go to recess, Irina closed her notebook to put her things in her school bag, so that after the strap on her shoulder was adjusted, she was ready to get up to leave the classroom, but an oar of palms stamping in front of her desk stopped her, raising her green gaze to meet the amethyst. - Irina, honey! How good to be able to be in the same academy with you, now we can continue to be a beautiful couple together! - Said the new student.

Irina frowned when she noticed that the gazes of several students were placed on them and whispers began to be born, being able to hear assumptions that it was her boyfriend. And as if they were blown away by the wind, they disappeared from the classroom to spread the news that the new boy is the boyfriend of the renowned idol. - Sorry? Who do you think you are and can deign to call me that way, also lie that we are lovers? - The blonde demanded, getting up abruptly from her place.

- Oh, I was just remarking my territory and property. I've heard about ... those disgusting rumors that you've been having fun with a man ... I didn't know that you would lie to me, you promised me loyal and eternal love until your death - Said the boy smiling sideways and interrupted the vampiress - Now I'm Alvar Lunde, but I'm sure you remember me as Lewis Dupont ~ - He crooned, opening his arms happily.