Taking his car down to a few shops he looked up, he hummed as each became a disappointment to him. Frowning, he hoped the last shop would be the best option. His current residence was lacking antiquities he desired. Replicas wouldn’t cut it for everything. Stopping in an appropriate spot, he closed the door to his sports car and walked into the establishment. Louis sighed as his sunglasses were taken off, his gaze traveling around to see if something sparked his interest. “Some of these pieces are better than the other establishments. The owner has a better eye.”

It has been a while since someone was in his home. Normally, he would do the cleaning, however, he felt that it would be helpful to have someone assist him around the house whenever decided. Louis had plenty of money which he could use to pay for the services of a maid, but he was a bit more apprehensive of a possible human in his residence. His manor was large and grand, but the temptation to drink a human’s blood whilst they worked was something he would need to control. The old vampire’s meals were a bit more spaced out these days as it would be tricky to lure someone for a moment to have his meal and then leave them to wake up in an alley. He wasn’t about to get caught, but his secret being revealed to a human would lead to the potential move. Louis was far too comfortable where he was at the moment. The maid was due to arrive that day, leaving him pacing about his study for a moment before hearing the door bell. He strolled part way across the manor, getting himself together before opening the large door himself. “Welcome. I’m Mr. Jung. I believe you would be the person to which I have requested services from?” He raised an eyebrow at the woman standing there, a curious scent meeting his nose, refusing to speak of it.

It was a late night and his throat was a bit dry. It burned slightly as he thirsted for his sustenance. Masking his eyes with magic, he wondered the streets in search for his meal. Unsure of who would be the best target, Louis kept an open eye. However, a familiar type of scent caught him before he could find his meal. Turning sharply to locate the source, his eyes flitted concisely. He often did smell the scent of a vampire, however, this one was a bit different, a bit more recognizable. He caught it a few times in traveling the streets, but never bothered to check to see who it was emanating from. As the scent grew stronger with each stride, he soon lost sight and focus on what he craved for a while.

Sighing softly to himself, Louis just sipped his glass of wine. He was out of the house without a particular reason why. He just wandered inside a building and sat down to have a glass of wine. He was unsure as to why he would do such a thing. Normally, he would never do so without a reason. He may have had a reason initially to do something, such as getting himself a meal for the evening. But if he wanted it, he didn’t have the desire to do so anymore.

An hour past since the old vampire had been in his seat, already on a second glass of wine. It was a well-rounded merlot, a bit younger than he normally drank, but he would deal with it. Leaning back, he let his eyes wonder about the environment. It was only at that very moment did he notice a lovely pair of eyes. Louis locked his gaze on the creature he laid eyes on as he refused to look away. This lovely creature intrigued him so that he took a sip from his wine glass without breaking his stare.

Louis hummed and looked at the response he got from her. Another smirk made its way to his face as he sauntered over to his bed and laid down on it. He put the bra next to him and soon answered her.

{txt:Minx}: You’ll find out when you get here

{txt:Minx}: Alright. I’ll be waiting

He soon was at his front door in an instant with a robe on, unlocking the door, then back in his bedroom. The robe wasn’t tied as he was back on his bed in the reclined position. The vampire strategically shifted the robe to cover his lower extremities, but just barely.

He sighed as he finished another night’s rest. He did keep to his nocturnal time table, not really enjoying the sun’s rays on his skin. Getting up, he stretched and went to walk around for a bit. There was a hunger deep in his stomach, and it wasn’t for solid food. His throat burned a bit as he put on his black button down as well as jeans, buckling them up just right. His coat was thrown on as he grabbed his keys and strolled outside to get his meal.

Sitting in his chair with a glass of merlot, he sighed as he rolled his neck. Louis had a wonderful meal, the woman not squirming too much. She willingly gave herself to him, so it wasn’t a large issue. He just hoped that she wouldn’t die from the amount of blood that just left her body. It was a bit more than a pint after all. His blood laced wine sat next to him as he flipped through the book that he had just purchased. It was fairly interesting, keeping the old mind entertained. He was absorbed into it that he didn’t pay attention to the first knock or the second. At the third, he got a bit annoyed. Marking his spot, the vampire got up and went to the door. Quickly opening the door, he looked down to see the familiar woman. “If you were a salesman, I would tell you to get lost. However, it’s a pleasure to see such a lovely woman at my door step.” He smiled charmingly at the woman, however, annoyance had tinted his tone.