“Watch yourself, lovely.” She murmured out, a little too softly after you bumped into her. Brushing her knuckles underneath your chin, Carmella was rather fond of you. Her little human servant she holds captive in her secluded mansion upon the mountains, away from society.

Out of all the servants she’s had over the years, it seemed by most you were her favorite. Maybe because you had a rather appetizing smell & taste, or maybe just because you’re obedient. Her thumb brushed along your bottom lip, before inching back from you with a sigh of restraint.

“Run along.” The vampire encouraged you, her amber eyes taking in your frame. Taking a few steps back, her heels clicking against the hardwood floors. Her hand falling to her side.