"This document specifically is the problem. It's a contract or official document of some sort, but we think it's magically sealed," Yoshi revealed.
"What does magically sealed mean?" I asked.
Itsuki looked to me. "It's when only the person or company who created the document and the individual or individuals who signed the document can read it," Itsuki explained.
"It basically hides the identity of all parties involved," Quil added.
"This was in Erica's things?" I asked.
"Yes," Yoshi replied.
"So she signed a contract with someone or a company and put a magical seal on it, or that's what we've assumed. Correct?" Malachi summarized.
"Essentially. The characters are in Yamato Kotoba, but Father and I both tried reading it and failed," Yoshi admitted.
Haru nodded in understanding. "You want to see if Crim can read it to ensure it's really magically sealed or not."
"Exactly. At least then we'll have to hire someone who can break the spell down to reveal the information," Yoshi confirmed.
"Easy enough," I replied, reaching out for the document. Yoshi walked over and gave it to me, and I stared at it with curiosity.
"Was Erica connected with N.R.O?" I heard Malachi ask.
"She was a double agent," Aki replied.
"Why did she have info regarding Storm though? I heard your Father talking about it when we left the meeting," Quil questioned.
"We'll get to that...it's one of the reasons why we needed to all be together," Yoshi confessed.
"Huh? Reason for all of us to be here?" Malachi repeated sounding confused.
I wanted to look at them, but my eyes were locked on the dotted line.
"Crim? What's wrong?" Aki asked.
"Crimson," Itsuki repeated my name, but I focused on reading the document again. That fucking bitch.
"Erica had this document...where?" I whispered.
"In a safe, but the access code was on a paper in her packed luggage."
"Where was she planning to go?" Itsuki asked.
"Switzerland," I whispered.
"Crimson, how do you know that?" Malachi asked.
"Um...Crim, you look pale," Haru pointed out. I bit my lip, trying to hold off the anger inside of me.
"Crimson? Can you read what it says?" Aki asked.
"Yes," I confirmed, blinking back tears. How could she? How dare she...?!!!
"Crimson, is this about Erica?" Haru asked, quietly.
Urufu growled quietly, snuggling closer to me.
"What's going on?" Quil asked.
"Crimson, what does the document say?" Yoshi asked.
"It's an official ownership document...for the N.R.O," I announced.
I heard them curse but I didn't care, my eyes scanning the agreement over and over again, my hands trembling with anger.
"Erica was the leader of the N.R.O?" Malachi inquired, and I stood up, walking over to the open window, hoping the cool gentle breeze would help me to not freak out.
"Crim?" Aki queried. I took a few calming breaths, closing my eyes. It has to be done...
I turned around to face the guys who had stood up and were lined up before me.
"Erica didn't sign this," I revealed.
"Then who did?" Malachi asked.
I stared at Aki first, noticing his confusion before his eyes went wide. "No," He whispered.
Yoshi and Haru looked at him, appearing confused and a bit afraid. The others seemed clueless, and I took a deep breath.
I outstretched my hand to present the paper to them and closed my eyes, letting my rage turn into power. Reveal the truth.
I felt the magic flow from my fingertips that pinched the top of the page and course down the paper. I opened my eyes to see the paper was now black and, on closer inspection, noticed the white ink that disclosed the entire contract in Japanese.
The guys gawked at the page and the room was completely silent. Urufu walked to my feet, sitting down to peer at the guys as they stood frozen in place, none of them able to speak.
I stared at their hurtful expressions, deciding I'd be the bringer of bad news.
"The person who signed this...or should I say, the previous CEO and creator of Nozomi Rukenza Organization...was Storm Yuna."
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TO BE CONTINUED
Coming Soon…
Seduce My Blood - Sneak Peek
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Seduce My Blood - Blurb
When seduction runs in your veins, what better way to use it than to make yourself a millionaire?
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I never wanted to be the lone succubus-vampire hybrid in the overpopulated city of New York. In fact, I would have been fine with being a vampire, seriously.
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You see, mama dearest had a one time fling, got preggos and gave birth to little old me. As much as she wanted to win the best mother award, she couldn't ignore her succubus ways for long, hopping from man to man while I was stuck at home, vowing to never be like her. She finally settled with my step dad...he’s another matter altogether.
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Now, I use my powers of seduction to establish my business: Last Resort. Your best friend bailed for your double date? I got you. Your maid of honor got food poisoning? Say no more. You need me to take your place at the NYC champion pole dancing competition? Pay me extra and I’ll get you first place.
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I didn’t think my next gig as a substitute secretary would lead me to one of the four richest entrepreneurs in NYC – or that I'd come to meet his three contemporaries at a later date. Did I mention he was a hot sexy vampire who was able to resist my charms long enough to strike up an actual conversation? Extra brownie points there.
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But a forbidden connection introduces trouble and confusion, leaving me as a prime target.
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Will I be able to seduce my way out of this? Or will the seduction in my blood turn sour?
Seduce My Blood - Prologue
You never realize how precious life is until the future you thought would be years is cut down to mere minutes
FIVE MINUTES EARLIER...
"Liam, I can't miss this meeting and use the excuse that my vampire lover wants to keep me chained up in his mansion because he thinks the outside world is unsafe." It was probably good I wasn't holding my cell phone because I would have hung up by now.
"Anastasia, it’s only because I care. I don’t want you getting hurt again,” Liam, my new lover, replied. I was surprised we'd been together for as long as we had. Not that I had problems with men. It was quite opposite actually. If they laid eyes on me, men would drop everything to cross crowded streets or climb over fences just to get to me. The attention was a blessing and a curse. At least I finally found a man who could keep up a conversation with me.
"First off, that was a scratch with a little, itsy bitsy bit of poison in it. It didn't kill me. Just made me dizzy and confused. Secondly, you know succubi are surprisingly hard to kill, which is NOT because of my amazing seduction powers that run through my blood." I lectured, looking in my rear view mirror to the empty country road behind my pink Lexus.
I sighed, hoping this trip would hurry the hell up. Sure, Liam and I were arguing, but I truly missed his presence which was a first for me. I didn't even miss my gay best friend who made life a lot more fun than what I soon realized was a dull life without such companionship.
"Sia."
I paused in my speech; loving the way Liam shortened my name and used that husky voice of his, doing the whole 'fuck this trip, my ass is turning this baby around for hot sex and chocolate dessert in bed afterward' thing as little tingles prickled through me. I wonder if this is what it’s like when I indirectly use my powers?
I inhaled deeply, keeping my eyes straight ahead at the road before me. "Liam, I'm an adult. I’m a very independent woman who needs her freedom to continue doing the business I had to create to survive the madness of NYC. No one had sympathy
then, and even after all these years it's still the same. It's just a business meeting. I would need a valid excuse to cancel," I explained in a softer tone.
Liam was quiet for a moment. "Then can I come over there? I won't be there exactly on time, but I'll be able to keep an eye when you leave your hotel room."
"You mean to be there out in the open? Or stalk me, like vampires love to do, spooking people."
"You know, you are ALSO a vampire and like to stalk just as much. Your best friend told me before you even asked," Liam countered. Fucking Alexander! Can't keep his mouth shut.
"That was different. I technically worked for you. Stalking is in my job description," I pointed out.
"As a secretary?' he said in a skeptical tone.
"Hey. Don't use that tone. Secretaries are the best stalkers to make sure you don't get clumsy Annie giving you black coffee instead of your usual six sugar, five cream, no foam, Venti latte in the mornings before your intense three-hour meetings. Not to forget the time you slept in and I had to search and reschedule everything to ensure you were set for the next week while you were off being a sexy vampire and sparkling everywhere."
"I don't sparkle,” he grumbled.
"That wasn't the point I was trying to make,” I shook my head. "Admit it. My stalking skills as your private secretary are the best," I stated proudly.
He chuckled, the sound making me relax. "Yes. My Anastasia is the best private secretary I've ever had and makes sure to meet all my needs. Every. Single. One, " he whispered and I had to remind myself to breathe.
"Tease. I'm driving." I used my left hand to fan my burning face.
"I did no such thing. I'll be on my way. Be safe for me." He whispered the last sentence, making me smile.
"Yes, my love. I'll be fine. The cactus will ensure no one fucks with me in this wasteland," I joked.
"I love you," he spoke quietly, something I knew was hard for him to say. I looked again into the rear view mirror before glancing out my left window.
"I love you t-"
Suddenly, my life flashed before my eyes as something crashed directly into the left side of my car. Slowly my car spun high above the ground, glass shards of all sizes drifted slowly through the car. My ears picked up on a scream, which I then realized came from me.
Flip, flip, flip, flip. CRASH!
The car skidded on its roof and the pain that went through me was indescribable. It felt like the air was forced out of me and for a time I blacked out.
It felt like a second, maybe two, or sixty. I couldn't think straight as the pain continued to vibrate through my body, making it hard to even breathe.
"Anastasia!! SIA!"
I could hear Liam's distress through the phone that miraculously was next to me on the floor. Well, the ceiling. The smell of leaking gas hit my nose and I began to panic, realizing I had to get out in case the car decided to blow up, taking me with it. I needed to get out.
Moving after a car accident was a bitch, but the adrenaline that suddenly spiked through me demanded I escape this ticking time bomb. I unbuckled my seatbelt which caused me to fall onto the broken glass covering the ceiling.
I let out a whimper from the pain in my hands and legs but I continued my attempt to escape, deciding my body could probably fit the passenger window. I grabbed the phone, realizing Liam was still on the line. I couldn’t even really form words, my quiet whimpers as tears rolled down my cheeks the only way to tell him I'd managed to survive.
"Babe, Brian's coming. He'll be there in a few minutes. Just hang on,” he soothed.
I replied with another sob before I slowly made my way out of the car. When I reached the sandy surface, I began to drag my body across the sandy ground, pausing to hold back the scream of agony that wanted so desperately to be set free. The pain was getting unbearable and I didn't know how long it would be before I fainted.
Safety. I just need to get far enough to be safe from the explosion. Yes.
I looked forward, noticing the cactus not too far away. Speak of the devil. Damn cactus, you didn't do your job.
I began my slow drag myself towards the large green prickly cactus. The closer the got, the more energy found to push forward. I finally reached it and cried in relief, forcing myself to remain as still as possible. I could feel the blood leave my body with each drag across the earth and my vampire instincts were already making this experience harder as my thirst grew with each second, my desire to drink that lovely thick liquid becoming stronger and stronger.
I heard footsteps approach, but instead of feeling relieved that Brian had arrived, a sense of dread ran through me. It was as if my body knew my doom was imminent.
"Sia? Sia!" Liam continued to call out over the line, and I gripped the phone in my right hand, pulling it as close to my lips. "Person....not...Brian...bad......I...love...you."
I couldn't manage to say anything else before a pair of black shoes appeared before me. I fought to lift my head, wanting to see the person who would kill me. I don't know about other people, but this NYC girl believed in ghosts and boy, if I died today, I would make sure my ass haunted this piece of shit until he turned himself in so Liam and Brian could fuck him up. Also couldn’t forget Alexander who would bitch slap the living soul out of him.
I finally lifted my head, having to squint through my blurry vision. A smug smile was on the face of the purple-eyed stranger. I knew from one look he wasn't a vampire, but then the dots clicked and I knew without a doubt exactly what he was.
He knelt down so I could get a better look at him. he chuckled quietly. "A succubus vampire. You, my dear, are a rarity. No wonder that brat has taken a liking to you. Too bad he won't make it here in time to watch me kill you."
I gritted my teeth, growling as my eyes locked onto the pulse beating rapidly in his neck. I may have been injured, but once a vampire’s instinct took control, even the weakest could be a real threat.
He pulled something out of his pocket, but I was faster, gripping the phone in my hand as I launched myself at him, wanting to do some damage to this person who thought he could mess with me.
He crashed right into the cactus and cried out in pain as the sharp thorns stuck into him. Sadly, I wasn't fast enough to fight off his kick which sent me flying onto my back, breaking something, which at this point did nothing to me because I was already in so much pain, I felt more numb than anything. I rolled onto my stomach and snarled a spell I'd learned from Alexander's silly "Witch Magic for Beginners Guide."
"ASHLA BURN!"
Fire shot out of the ground and he screamed as he took a direct hit. His body began to burn wildly and he dropped to the ground, rolling to try and put it out. I tried to move but was able to muster the energy to. Liam's screams on the speaker made my heart hurt. I could hear his frustration and pain, as well as his tears. I hadn’t predicted our relationship would lead to love, and now as I watched the burning man slowly rise up, I somehow knew wouldn't get to see Liam again.
I wouldn't get to enjoy my morning shifts bringing him coffee and giving him those passionate kisses at his desk or enjoy our lunch breaks as we planned the next set of events in the afternoon. We wouldn't share those quiet home rides in rush hour traffic or the extravagance dinners we'd take turns treating each other to.
I wouldn't get to look into his hazelnut eyes, which would flicker to red before he'd take a taste of my blood, sending us both into a euphoric state. He'd put all the blame on Brian and that would be the deal breaker, turning this into a war.
Which was exactly what this man wanted, fighting the flames that burned his flesh enough that he was able to stumble over to my side. I gritted my teeth as his burned hand gripped my hair, tugging me up. His eyes stared into mine as they slowly began to dull. I knew neither of us would survive, but how would he kill me?
Something poked into my neck, making me scream; a slow, cool liquid entered my veins. My eyes dilated and I began to choke, my body failing to take in any more air. It felt like my inside were free
zing.
"Bye-bye, Miss Secretary. You'll never live long enough to be the queen of anything," the man struggled to announce loudly, before blood poured out of his mouth. He let go of my hair and I dropped to my knees. He took a few steps away before he fell to the ground. He twitched a few times before he froze in place, taking his last breath.
I tried to take the needle out but I couldn't move, my head laying on top of my right hand which held my phone.
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"Sia, baby, hold on. Brian's thirty seconds away. Please baby. Don't…die...fight...for...me...please...Anastasia"
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I opened my mouth to reply, to say one last goodbye. I couldn't tell him how much change he'd brought into my life, but a final goodbye would be enough. But then I realized it was too late. I took my final breath as my eyes dulled; my once bright world gone black.
About Yumoyori Wilson
Yumoyori.W.Wilson lives in Toronto, Ontario with her lovely Mother, Queen Loulou. When she’s not working the night shift as a Community Registered Nurse, she’s out relaxing with friends or sipping bubble tea while playing Elsword with her gaming friends.
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She has an obsession with fashion and currently owns 100+ lipsticks, 50 being various shades of nudes though she insists all of them are different in their own way. She enjoys reading during her night shift, immersing herself in reverse harem, paranormal and romance novels to pass the time and prevent herself from falling asleep.
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