The dark lord

nightray

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Deep in the Blood Mountains, surrounded by the swamp of death. Is a large castle made of black stone that seems to absorb the light. In the tallest of the towers is a room that has no windows and in the center of the room is a coffin where the master of the castle sleeps.

As the sun goes down casting an eerie red glow over the mountains, the stone coffin lid slides open with a grinding sound. The master sits up, pale with black hair and black emotionless eyes. He looks at his minions, with out a word. One creature thrusts a girl at his master. The master takes her and tilts her head to one side, biting deeply. A moan of pleasure escapes the girl’s lips, as she is drained of all her blood. He lets the lifeless body drop to the ground, as he feels the life giving blood course throw him. He steps out of the coffin standing to he's full height of 7 feet. He's well defined, full body stretching from his sleep.

The master says, “it is time for me to find a mate it's been hundreds of years since I've had a wife”. The creature just stairs blank eyed, the master frowns muttering under his breath “some intelligent conversation wood be nice as well”.


OCC ok this is my first thread so be gentle. I'm an old and very powerful vampire last of the pure bloods. Meaning he was born from the Dracula family. The castle is he ancestral home; he is lord and master of it and the land around it. Any way he's tired of being surrounded by the demons that are the castle staff, so he's going out in to the world for the first time in a long time. He's going to America, New York City. I need other vampires that will try to confront him until they realize what he is. I need humans, vampire hunters that are eager to kill such an old and powerful creature, evil werewolf if you like.

These are the traditional vampires. Sun kills, crosses don’t work thou unless of course they believe in god, then it’s only their mind doing the damage. The older ones can turn to mist and in to different animals. Depending on there preferences. The older you are the more things you can turn in to. Stake throw the heart, fire, decapitation can all kill. They have the heightened sexuality that attracts their pray. There are two kinds of vampires, the bitten and the one born, but I'm the only one left that was born from the royal line of Dracula the first vampire. ok suggestions are welcome.
 
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The Count

Name: Count Ramon Dracula, or just Ray, depending on if he likes you or not.

Age: around 3000 but looks like he's in he's early to mid twenties.

Description: 7 feet, 250 pounds, pale skin, black eyes, black hair, and muscular.

Attire: black, and he always has the ring of his family on. Its gold with a blood red ruby mounted in it. All vampires know of the ring, and will know who he is by it.

Weapons: swords, daggers, staff, spear, bow and arrow, and marshal arts. Don’t know too much about guns yet he's been in he's castle for the last 300 years. But the hand-to-hand weapons, he does know, and he has mastered them all.

Abilities: can control the creatures protecting the castle. Can turn into mist and any animal with in reason. He cant turn in to any thing as big as and elephant or as small as a rat. Wolves, big cats, and eagles that the generally the same size range. Can mesmerize people and has a sexual allure about him, which females find hard to resist. But they can do it. He’s strong enough that the sun won’t kill him, but it does hurt him. The sun will weaken him even if he doesn’t show it. He's got the increased strength and speed.

The other vampires have the same powers, but to a lesser extent than he. The older you are the stronger you will be. You know one older then him. You can be any thing you want, from vampire to human. Werewolf, Hunter, or even a demon. Ok, ok
 
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OOC
you know, what you wrote sounds pretty good if read out loud. but it's damn painful to read with so many, many mispellings. can't you run this through a spellcheck in your word processor program before posting it?
 
Ray

I move down to the ground floor of my castle. He gave the creatures, that take care of the castle for me, orders to pack my stuff. “I’m on my way to the United States to find myself a bride to keep me company in this castle. And maybe bring back some more of my kind to fill the place once again”. The creatures scamper off, packing stuff. Getting my things for the journey. I walk out the front gates, calling the castle guards. The leader of the things in the swamp, a large wolf like thing, comes loping out in the open. It’s six feet at it’s shoulder. It comes to me and bows the best it can and asks “what is your biding master”?

I pat its head and say “I’m going to be gone for a while so keep the creatures in the swamp alert for intruders. The leader replies “as you command master”. I smile as it lops back in to the swamp saying over it shoulder “be careful you are the last of the royal line you must live”.

I turn and walk back in to my ancestral home. I walk threw it as the little demons rush about packing this and that for me. I go to a room where one of my human slaves had set up a computer. I sit and proceed to look up the air line’s prices for a plane from the nearest town, to the airport to New York City. I smile and pay for a first class ticket for the next day, I never did see any point in delaying once you make up your mind to do something. That done, I go to the head of the creatures of the house servants and say, “I’m leaving to night. Once I find a place, I will send you the address and you can FedEx my things”. The little creatures bow and say, “it will be done master”.

I stand out side my home and concentrate. Turning in to a large eagle, I fly up and over the swamp. Flying to the nearest town with an airport, I land near the airport early in the morning. I turn human just as the sun comes out, I flinch with pain then I hide it behind my iron will. I walk in to the airport people staring at me women with lust and desire and men with jealousy.

I smile and concentrate on making my sex appeal fade. It is still there, but not nearly so strong. I go up the desk saying that I had a reservation. The girl says, “do you have ID”?
I look into her eyes and I say, “yes I do”. Her eyes grow vacant for a second then she replies “I see, here is your ticket”. I smile, “thank you”.

Once on the plane I close the window and close my eye’s. I fall asleep almost instantly. The stewardess wakes me asking if I wanted something to eat? I smile and say no thank you. I look at her throat but I resist the urge to bite it, sucking her dry. I close my eyes again and this time I wake to find that we had landed and we where unloading. I stand and walk out looking around. I see that it’s night, “good”.

I walk out of the airport, spotting some taxis, but I don’t have any cash yet. But I don’t really need cash. I get in to cab and say bring me to a nice hotel. He nods and drives of in to the city. He drops me off at a fancy hotel and I look him in the eyes and say, “this was on you”. The men nods vaguely, I get out and walk in to the hotel. Again I control the person behind the desk, making him think I paid already.

I go up to my room closing the curtains, I lay down to sleep and rest from the journey here.
 
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can i play too?

OOC: can i play too?
If so, i want to be Angela.
Angela.
21
Black hair
Grey eyes
5'4, slender
very beautiful.
Angela almost looks vampiric, with her dark hair, pale skin, and ruby red lips. She is quiet and graceful, very intelligent. SHe works as a waitress at a high class restraunt nearby the hotel.

IC: Angela wiped her hands on her black skirt, grabbed the plates, plastered a fake smile on her face and approached the table. "Here you go." she said. "Enjoy your meals." she turned and walked away, practically collapsing with exhaustion once she got through the doors to the kitchen. It was partly her fault, for booking a 20 hour shift, but she couldn't help it. Sh ehad to pay her rent, and her landlord was getting angry. She was going to be out on the streets soon if she didn't get a handle on some money and fast. She sighed, and grabbed the next order. The night would never be over.

*******

She was finally done her shift, but she was so tired that when her co workers asked her to join them at the bar, all she could do was shake her head 'no' and stumble by. She heard some of them mumble things about her being stuck up, but there was nothing that she could do about it. Once she was in her apartment, she fell asleep with out even changing her clothes.
 
Dark lord

I wake as the sun goes down. I stand, stretching and I look out the window. Looking over the city there are creatures out there, I can sense it. One of them shall be my wife or at least my plaything. I tern to the door and walk out. Time to fined a place to live while I'm here in town. I walk out the front door of the hotel with a newspaper in my hand. I see a restaurant down the street. I think “it’s as good as any place to read this as any”.

As I walk in people turn to look at me. Lust in the women’s eyes even with my powers dimmed as far as I can make them. I wait to be seated; a waitress catches my eye. She is quite beautiful, even if she looks tired. Some one worth getting to know. I catch her eyes and she stops staring back. Finally she comes over to me and asks, “where would you like to sit”? I say, “any where as long as you are my waitress”. I smile my perfect white teeth gleaming in the lights.

OOC: any body else wants to be in this with us? I could use some one to fight or something some kind of plot I don’t know? it's my first thread that I started. LOL
 
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Dark lord

The waitress brings me to the back corner. I smile at her thanking her, I order a scotch on the rocks as I sit and look at the menu. When she comes back with my drink I say, “I’ll have the stake I want it rare”. She nodes and walks off looking over her shoulder as she walks away.

I pick up the paper and begin to look through it. I find an ad for a penthouse on the top floor of a building near by. I look at the phone number and dial it on the cell phone that on of my human slaves gave me before I left. I dial the number and I arrange for an appointment for the next evening. I hang up and sit back looking at all the people in the restaurant. Some of them can’t seem to keep their eyes off of me.

The waitress brings me my food I thank her. Smiling at her, as she puts the food down and walks off. I dig in savoring the taste of the rare meat. After I finish I walk up to the cash register. I make the guy standing there think I paid and then I walk out. Time to hunt I think to myself.

I walk down the street. I look around, memorizing the land make, then I duck in to an ally. where I find some homeless people. I curl my lip in distaste. Their blood wouldn’t taste very good as their not healthy. But until I can get a system of body disposal established, I will have to feed on those that won’t be noticed as being gone.

I walk to a dead end where I fined a man laying in a corner alone. I look around making sure that no one would see. I then pick him up by the throat, pressing up on his jaw to keep him silent. Then as he tries to yell I bite into his neck. Causing him to shudder in intense pleasure. I suck deeply draining him quickly. I let the body drop to the ground when I’m done. I let the feel of life course threw my body. I then pole out a knife and I slit his throat getting rid of the wounds I made.
I then cover him up as if he were asleep. I then turn in to an eagle, flying up over the rooftops. I land on the roof of my hotel changing back in to my natural form. I stand looking out over the city knowing that it won’t be long until the vampires that live here will know that their lord as come.
 
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Samantha Winters

age: 29
description: 5'7" 130, brown hair, blue eyes. Busty, slender. Personal assistant to those who can afford her. Single, and smarter than people think she is.


Intro:

She paid the cabby his money and climbed out. She stood looking up at The Grand Hotel. She walked in and gave her name,
"I am here to see Count Ramon Dracula." She almost laughed aloud at the name. It was as if he popped out of a movie. But she had to learn not to laugh when she heard it. She was being paid good money to assist this Count in whatever way he needed her. Well except ways she didn't like.
"Penthouse, Miss Winters, Top floor. We've been expecting you for awhile now. The Count said to send you up when you arrived here, and you are late by the way."
She gave him a look that clearly spoke, he should shut up. He was a clerk, and easily replaced.
She was escorted up to the top floor of the Hotel, and shown into the living room.
"Have a seat and once the Count is back, we will come and get you."
He turned and left, whoever he was. She figured he was another of the Count's assistants.
She sat back, setting her briefcase down, and waited for the mysterious Count to arrive.
 
Count Ramon Dracula

I look over my shoulder as on of my slaves comes up and saying that the assistant is here I smile and say about time. I walk over to the door on the roof and walk down to the living room. As I walk in I see her stand at my entrants. I smile seeing the normal lust flicker in her eye’s at the site of me.

I walk over to her and hold out my hand saying I’m Count Ramon Dracula. I look her up and down and say you may call me Ray if you wish I’m not formal very ofin. I jesjer to a chare saying have a set and we shall talk about what your job will in tale. I sit in a large lather recliner. I smile and say first I’ll need a more suitable resident preferably the top two or three story of a billding and then we’ll begin the hunt for a suitable wife for my self. I’m the last of my line and their needs to be an air to continue in case some thing happens to me not to Minchin the loneliness of my position I need someone intelligent to talk to. I watch her face carefully looking for her reaction to my requests.
 
Samantha Winter

She turned her head as the double doors were opened. She stood up and mumbled "About time", pasting a smile on her face. She quickly let her eyes roam up and down his frame. She had never seen a Count before. She extended her hand "Hello Count, I am Samantha Winter. I was sent here to aid you in everything you made need here while visiting us in the USA.

He offered her a seat, and she smiled. Sitting down, she made sure to sit lady like and not ask too many questions. This was her job for the time being, nothing more. He laid out his plans before her, and to be honest.. She was amazed, frankly stunned speachless a moment.

She was to help him find a suitable wife?

She didnt know if she should laugh or call for the paddy wagon. She bit her tongue, and kept her silence.
"Alright, I will see what I can do. Perhaps you would like me to show you tonight, all-" She looked down at her lap, she felt a little akward, but it would work out. Find him a wife? She smiled a little and continued her sentence.
"All the locations right in down-town area available for you? And I will also need a list of requirements you seek in a wife, Count."
She looked up all business like. Her hair was starting to give her a head ache being in a bun all this time, but she didnt let her discomfort show.
"And one last thing Count, Would you be requiring me to reside at your location while working for you? Or Am I allowed to go home nightly?"
She had stayed three weeks with the snotty princess from wales last month. She still wanted to strangle that young 'lady'. She had kept Samantha at the suite for 5 days at a time, whining about Americans.
Sam met his eyes, and held his gaze. Waiting for his responce.
 
Count Ramon Dracula

I smile slightly and say, “I think it would be best if you lived with me while I'm here. This is my first visit to the states, and I would like someone on hand that can help me when I need it. My servant’s back home gave me a back knowledge of this country, but it's not enough to suit me.

I sit back, looking at her face. I see some faint traces of pain on her features, even though she's trying to hide it. I frown slightly and say, “why don't you let you hair down? I see that it's giving you a headache. And since this will be your home for now, you might as well be comfortable”. I watch her eye's as she considers my words.
 
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Samantha Winters

"Right, quite right. You will need to learn some American customes in order to meet some eligible females. And before I can actually move in I must return to my place, gather my things, and then return. My place is only a few minutes from here, So it wont take my too long. But I do require a private room, one that locks. If you want my help, you must respect my privacy. Do we have a deal Count?" She watched him across the little table, wondering if he was going to complain to her boss for her attitude. She really did have to set ground rules though. She didn't like being pushed around. She set her notebook and pencil down on her briefcase, and proceeded to pull out all the bobbypins in her hair. As she released each one, more and more hair came down. Once she finished she pocketed the hairpins, and ran her finger through her mane.
She really should have her hair cut, it was too long now as it was. When standing her hair would brush the top of her buttocks, and it was thick and curly. A pain for a Personal Assistant to mess with, while solving other people's problems.
 
Count Ramon Dracula

I say, "you may have a room of your own and I will never invade your privacy with out your permission". I smile as she lets her hair down. I say, "you have very nice hair. You should wear it down more often". I smile as she looks at me. I shrug and say, "I'll have my limo drive you to your home and I'll hire another one for your personal use. if you need to go some where with out me". I point to a door leading from this room and say, "that shall be yours, if you wish. it's not quite as big as my room but I think you will like it."
 
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Samantha Winters

She smiled and Thanked him for the compliment. She gathered her things and turned in her seat, looking at the far door.
"That would be fine, thank you. And I am sure I will enjoy working for you, for the remainder of your stay." She stood and shook his hand lightly. Turning she headed to the door, where a male stood waiting.
"I will go gather my things and return. In the morning we shall continue with work? I really do need a list from you of your requirements in a wife." She stood there, a little akward on what to do. Then turning she opened the door, "I'll be back within the hour."

She was led by this guy to the limo, and drove to her apartment. Looking around she started packing. She was going to need alot of things, she sighed. Some day she would be an assistant to those she chose, and wouldn't have to worry about staying elsewhere. But this would be easier than coming and going from home to there all day and night long. She had no idea when he liked to work. And since he was from a different time zone, she was betting she would be working alot of graveyard shifts with the Count.

She packed her bathroom things, her clothing for play, relaxing, and her business suits into suitcases. She watched as each suitcase she set by the door was carried to the limo by the driver. "One could get used to this." She smiled a little. Someone to do things for you. Lucky people in this world. She double checked her apartment, making sure everything was locked up tight. Forwarded all her calls to her cell phone, and locked the front door.

She stopped in at the manager's apartment, as she always did, and told Mrs. Andrews that she would be working a few weeks and not here often. Mrs. Andrews agreed to water her plants for her and take her mail up. She hugged the sweet old lady, and handed her the keys.
"Thank you Mrs Andrews, very much. I'll keep in touch!" She turned to go but Mrs. Andrews called out "Who are you working for this time Sammy?" Samantha turned and grinned a little.
"A real live Count. Can you believe that?" She giggled and shook her head. Turning to go, Mrs. Andrews wished her luck and told her that maybe someday Sammy would meet her own prince charming.
Samantha got back into the limo and chuckled.
"Yeah right, and horses fly. This is real life not some fairy tale." She met the drivers eyes in the rearview mirror.
"Please put the partian up, I would like some privacy, if you do not mind Sir." She wasnt rude or snotty, but she hated to be stared at. The window went up and all was silent.

Within the hour she was back at the penthouse, She didnt unpack, for tomorrow she would be moving to a new location anyways. He did say he wanted a larger place. perferably one with a few floors. So knew just that place. There was a recently remodeled old 1800's Hotel in midtown. They had stateroom apartments on the upper floors. Since it was approximately 6 penthouses put together on one floor, she figured it would be perfect. He oculd rent both floors of the Estate Rooms, and have all the privacy he wanted.

She took off her suit and threw on some sweats and a tshirt. She would sleep until the Count wanted her. She hadn't seen him when she arrived back, but was informed he was still here.

"Strange things happen Sammy, for a reason. Just go with the flow." She peptalked herself and curled to sleep.
 
Count Ramon Dracula

I watch as Samantha follows the limo driver out to the car. I think to my self, she may be a suitable candidate for being my bride. So far she fits the requirements. I’ll just have to wait and see. I turn and walk back in to my room. I look out the window at the sun reaching it's peak in the sky. I close the curtains, and curl up in my bed to sleep the rest of the day away.

I wake just as the sun begins to set. I stretch hearing my joints pop. I stand and walk to the bathroom. I take a long shower, cleaning every inch of my body. Once done, I go in to my room and dig throw my clothes. Finding my black pants and a black silk shirt. I put on a black coat, with silver trim on. I look in to mirror, adjusting my collar. I then walk out in to the living area. I go over to Samantha’s room and lightly tap on her door, saying “I would like to go and see the town now if you don't mind”.
 
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Samantha

Waking at the tapping sound she walked to the door of her room. She yawned as she opened it up. Looking at the Count standing there, she quickly shut her mouth.
"Umm Hi.." She blushed. He said he wanted to go look around the city.
"Alright, let me find something to wear. Are we going anywhere or just driving around? Never mind, I'll find my suit. I'll be out shortly."

She shut the door and turned around, trying to recall which suitcase held the things she needed. She groaned and moved forward to sit on the bed. Opening up one suitcase, she founf her favorite business suit. Matching jacket and short skirt. This would do. She quickly dressed, brushed her teeth and grabbed her briefcase.
She yanked open the door "I'm ready, Count"
 
Count Ramon Dracula

I look Samantha up and down as she comes out of her room. I smile and say, “let’s go then”. I hold out my arm for her to take, then I walk out of the rooms. We get in to the waiting limo and I say, “where is a good place to eat? I’m feeling hungry”. I think to my self “at lest I had some blood last night, I don’t won’t her to now what I am yet”. Samantha takes out a cell phone and makes a reservation at a restaurant. We drive around some as she points out places of interest, on the way to the most elite of the restaurants in town. Only the wealthiest can afford to eat her.

The limo then stops in front of a fancy building I see several limos waiting along with some Ferrari’s and Viper’s. I smile and say, “I would like to by two or three of those before leaving”. I shrug but that can wait. I escort Samantha in to the restaurant. As I walk in I let my sexual appeal increase a little bit, but I block it from Samantha. Not wanting to cloud her mind. The waiter comes to us saying, “this way”. He leads us to a corner table, I smile as all the women in the room fallow every move that I make.
 
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Samantha Winters

She was led to the car, and into the restaurant. Once seated, She noticed females in the room staring at the Count. This was very odd, but she atoned it to his darker looks as the reason they were all staring at him.
"Well Shall we get down to business? I need a list of requirements you have in a wife. I can not interview prospective wives with nothing to go on. Perhaps if you tell me your hobbies, and dislikes?" She sat back with her paper and pencil, waiting. She sipped her water and met his gaze. What was it about his eyes? She couldnt break her gaze away for the longest time. It was wierd, almost as if he could read her mind or something. She smiled a little nervously, and cleared her throat.
"I also know the perfect place for your temporary quarters while staying in New York".
 
Count Ramon Dracula

I look in to her eye’s letting her fall into mine briefly then I begin to tell her what I want in a wife. I want her to be intelligent. If I wanted a stupid girl, I would have gotten on of the village girls from home. She should be attractive but the looks are second to her brains. She must be willing to try new things. She can’t be a spoiled little brat, I can’t abide brats. She should be kind and gentle but also have certain ruthlessness in order to survive the courts of my land. She mustn’t be intimidated easily and she should be loyal to the one she marries. I won’t mind a tryst here and there, but that’s all they should be is a tryst. Her heart must belong to me and only me. My hobbies are hunting, dances, movies, hiking, mountain climbing and flying. I smile at thought of what she would do if she knew how I really flew.
 
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Samantha Winters

She wrote it all down and then stopped at the end.
"Well those are all very good qualities in a wife, Count. But ummm.. trysts?? You would allow your wife to sleep with other men?" She was shocked at this statement, but held her tongue. It was none of her business.
"Sorry, none of my business. Well do you have a preference to her looks? I mean blonde, brunette? Age?"

The waiter came and she placed her order, and waited for the Count to give his. She sipped her water and scribbled down more notes. She needed to place an add in the newspaper, or the personals for him. Perhaps for one day, the prospective females could come and fill out an application. And he could go through and pick out the interesting ones. Then she could arrange their dates. That would be the easiest route to take in this endeavor.

"And the hobbies you have are very interesting too. Anything else I should make note of in looking for your perfect wife?"

She knew she was hesitant to ask anything else. She figured he could ask the women that stuff. She would just find compatible dates, and hope she did well.

She shifted in her seat, her skirt was riding up and these seats were a little itchy. She had also forgot to put her hair up in her hurry to leave, she mused to herself, she must look a real mess tonight.
 
Count Ramon Dracula

“I like brown hair, and blue eyes”. I smile as her eyes widen slightly. “I also like long hair like yours, it's beautiful. As for the age, late twenty to early thirties. Give them time grow up and still reach their sexual peak around that age. They must want children, I want kids especially a little boy to keep the family name alive”. I think about her earlier question about trysts. I say, “and as far as trysts are concerned it is customary to have lovers. To take for yourself when your partner is away or not in the mood for some reason”. I think not mention that it’s easier to hunt your food when you can lure them with sex.
 
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Samantha Winters

She about choked on her water.
"Interesting Custome." She held her tongue and just sat for a moment. He liked a female with her hair color and her eyes color. She didn't take that personally, It wasnt like he meant her. Just a female like her. She made a note about the Customes, and made sure to note "Do not pick a woman who would be jealous".

She watched with interested as a woman approached their table. She leaned down and asked the Count for his phone number. Sam just quirked her eyebrow at this, and grinned a little. His animal magnetism was attracking them already. This job wouldn't take long at all.

She wrote down, "wants children, and an independant woman". She knew she was exactly like his requests, but she would say nothing to him about it. She didn't mix business with pleasure. And this was her job. So she closed off her personal feelings, and would do this accurately and make him Happy. And her boss too.
She briefly looked up at him while he talked to this woman, His son would look exactly like him. She knew that, his genes would be dominate, no matter the wife's looks. Cute baby that would be. She jerked her mind from those thoughts and smiled at the two talking.
 
Count Ramon Dracula

I smile up at the lady who came up to the table, asking for my number. I look her up and down; she's beautiful but not wife material. I smile and say I have she has to give me her number since I wouldn't be at the hotel very long. I smile as she walks away, swaying her hips seductively. But I've seen better threw the years, so it don't effect me the way she was hoping it would. I tern back to Samantha, I watch her carefully, admiring her beauty and obvious intelligence. I say “you mentioned that you thought you knew of a place to live”? I smile slightly, showing my perfect white teeth.
 
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Samantha Winter

She watched the woman walk away, and the Count throw her number on the table.
"Would yo ulike me to file that for you?"
She nodded her head and sipped her water.
"Yes, I did. There is a place in Mid Town area. Beautiful, newly remodeled Hotel. Built in the early 1800's. All made of stone and oak, marble. Beaufitul place. Each Estate Suit is an entire floor. Approximately 50 hotel rooms combined. You can rent the top two floors, and have plenty of room for what ever you will need. I know there is a built in kitchen, living room, dining room, Bed rooms, Sauna, hot tubs, Extra bedrooms, Conference room, and a office. There is also a weight room and spa in the Hotel. With two floors, you would have double the space, and double the rooms. What do you think? It is also very classy, females would love it, i am sure. It was built by a very competant man, and designed almost as if they place was a dream land. Cupids, and fairyland creatures all over the place. White Marble..."

She sat properly and spread her napkin over her lap, the waiter returned with their dinner and a white wine. He popped the corked and poured two glasses for them. He smiled at Sam, and walked away. She looked down at her plate, and smiled. She loved sauted Salmon.
 
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