#scnfullcst

Charlotte had never given marriage much thought, although she had always assumed that the courting process would be much longer than what it ended up being. Still, the ceremony had managed to be nice, given the circumstances. Now that it was just him and her, it was a little easier to relax. "Well, I suppose that now that that is over, we'll have time to go over the rest of the arrangements, like when you find it best to move into our new home." Lottie was undoing her hair, trying to take off every single pin that had kept her hair in place during the long hours she had had to keep it tidy. "What did you think of the wedding? Did you like it?"

captivated by his master the vampire would slowly enter the living room with the walls decorated with blood and limbs torn apart. some were still alive crawling on the floor crying in pain. eyes gleamed with shock as he watched his master feeding on one of the helpless younger victims. quietly he would draw in breath and licked his lips yet the blood in the air was thick causing him to feel rather parched and an uncontrolled thirst. " we didn't have to do this. these were good decent people who invited us into there home. " he addressed her openly and directly however he wasn't confident in his tone. a guilty expression swept over his features. he felt someone's hands grabbing his ankles with eyes immediately looking down on the persons face who cried ' help me ' . eskel tried to pull away as the woman gripped tighter screaming ' how could you ' . " i can't do this. i can't kill good people even if i am thirsty. " his words were directed to his master as he shook his head. " bad people we agreed upon like murderers. not innocent lives. " he was conflicted as he hungered for fresh blood tempted to bite however he was hesitant too due to his morals.

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As they sat down at the table, Charlotte paid close attention to the way the service served the tea, eager to test the newest hires. It was only after they left that she rested on the chair, focusing back on her husband. "What do you think about them? Have you noticed the extra help around here?" It was a tricky question; good service wasn't noticiable. If he had noticed, it meant that they hadn't been as good as she has been told they would be. "We spend so much time doing our respective duties, darling, that if you have a comment about how the house is turning out, now would be the perfect time to say it, so it doesn't become a place you don't like."

What the fuck was she doing here? The question kept repeating itself as the red Toyota Corolla stumbled up the driveway towards the Ranch where she'd spend the summer. And it continued to swirl in mind even as she parked, moving to pull out the duffle bag she'd jammed with clothes. Pausing to collect thoughts in the back of car before she'd turn to face whatever asshole she was sure was waiting on the other side of the door. She could do this. How else would people like them to learn their lesson? With that, the door is slammed, and she turns to face the giant house, letting out a low whistle as dark eyes finally take in her temporary home.

WEARING HER HUSBAND'S SHIRT underneath the flimsy white apron might not have been the best protection against the hot dangers of baking and cooking but at this point there was no more risk to take - all that was left was to decorate the gingerbread cookies and the little chocolate waffles with some icing and a springle of sugar. Anna looked up from another batch of freshly made sweets when a sudden cry rang through the air, adrenaline jumping high in her veins as the brunette nearly dropped it all and rushed towards the door to see what was happening - only letting out a sigh of relief as the loud, shrill sound turned into a round of careless giggles. the woman still made her way to the living room, arching a brow and leaning against the doorframe at the sight before her "This is the exact same amount of mess that was here an hour ago." the woman playfully scolded the children but her green eyes were teasingly accusing the one adult in the room. "why are there not more ornaments on the tree?" she taunted with a grin "i nearly finished with the cookies and you are still way off from finishing with the tree."

"And you're sure you want to help me do this?" Questions again with a lift of bushy brow, "Because I need to warn you I take this seriously." One of the many reasons he was left to his own devices when it came to decorating for the holidays. "Our friendship may never be the same after this," Words sound like he's teasing, but his tone is deadly serious, "So I am going to ask one more time: are you sure you want to assist me in the holiday decorating of the motel despite what challenges and fights we might undergo?" Sticking hand out for the other to shake as if this were a legitimate business dealing.