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200. WHO ARE YOU?
SIGRID
Silas tensed the moment I got close, his breathing growing
heavier, and I could hear the rapid hammering of his heart against
my chest.
He remained rigid in my grasp as I wrapped my arms around his
back, my face burying itself in his neck.
His hair tickled my nose, and that delicious citrus scent clung to
his skin—like a tree heavy with ripe oranges.
For some reason, I suddenly craved a juicy orange.
"Just a few seconds. We’re only pretending, Silas," I whispered,
slightly worried,
“Mmm, more... kiss me more..." My embarrassing moans echoed
in the silence of the street.
Goddess, I was so grateful for the darkness—I was embarrassing
myself.
"Mmm, touch me more there... faster..." I moaned against his neck.
Any second now, I expected Silas to shove me away, maybe even,
choke me, but he just stood there, still, tense, enduring my grasp
and my ridiculous wailing right in his ear.
Curious footsteps approached.
I spotted some metal trash bins nearby and kicked them over,
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making a loud racket as I played the part of a woman being groped
ina dark alley—when in reality, I was the one taking advantage of
poor Silas.
Before they could step in and realize what a terrible actress I was, I
took my next step.
"You stupid slave! How dare you bite me?!"
I shoved him away abruptly, grabbing my neck in mock outrage. 1
raised my hand as if to strike him, but my eyes flicked toward the
shadow blocking the alley entrance.
"What’s going on here?"
"Who are you people?! Were you spying on us?!" I cut him off,
stepping back and pulling my hood tighter, feigning nervousness
Silas melted further into the darkness.
“My apologies, my lady," another man appeared —all of them were
sorcerers... and a vampire.
"Danger? Is that what they call voyeurism now? Did you enjoy
listening to me moan, you perverted bastard?!"
I threw a spell at them, enraged, forcing them to leap back and
blockit.
If, after all this commotion, my great-uncle didn’t react, then he
was either stupid... or deaf.
I stepped into the open street, summoning a magical whip and
lashing out wildly, buying myself time as they scrambled to dodge
my attacks, sputtering apologies.
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