"Ms. O'Malley will see you now," the Head Majordomo announced just as he stepped inside the drawing room.

The visitor, Chief Irisha Moretti of the Spa Police Department, stood up and nodded.

"Alright," she said.

"Come with me please." Jerome turned heels towards the door.

The Chief followed silently as they went up the second floor of the Vitalis Castle.  Once there, they turned in one hallway and then stopped in front of the door to the music room.

Jerome knocked twice, announcing their presence, and then he called out, "Sire, Chief Moretti is here."

"Come in," a muffled voice sounded.

When they entered, it was Chief Moretti who blinked several times.  It wasn't because she was surprised to see the Master of the Vitalis Castle present with his signature blindfold on and with a black panther near his feet, but because she saw Ms. Amanda Caitlyn O'Malley, the woman who was under the witness protection program case, looking flushed sitting too close for comfort next to her supposed landlord; her bottom lipstick marginally smudged and the first two buttons of her blouse undone.

Amanda's eyes were lowered on the floor at first, but it lifted together with her smile when they saw each other.

Only virgins untouched and untainted would think that nothing was wrong with it.

She cleared her throat, attempting to speak, but the Master of the Vitalis Castle, Rexcord Alexander Vitalis, beat her to it whilst gesturing for the nearest sofa across them.

"Sit, please." He petted his panther along its trunk and waited for her to hit the sofa before starting again, "I believe you have something to talk about with Ms. O'Malley?"

"Yes, uhm...Mr. Vitalis," Chief Moretti replied as she placed the folder she brought with her on her lap.  Despite being a seasoned professional, she had her share of awkward moments, and this one rattled her a bit.  She never expected that the Master and her witness would step beyond the boundaries of professionalism.

It wasn't her business though and there was never a rule for that so she just shrugged the revelation off her shoulder.  "It's personal, but since you are our sponsor of the Witness Protection Program case, I might as well include you."

"Go ahead," Cord urged.

This time, it was Amanda's cue to step in.  She smiled even wider and stretched her hand for a handshake.

"It's been awhile Chief Moretti," she stated.  "I believe it was just three weeks ago that you placed me under the program."

The Chief chuckled a bit, stretching a hand too.  "Yes, I've been so busy with the murder case that I wasn't able to contact you again."

"So what's the status?" Amanda asked.

Amidst knowing everything already, she was still curious of what this police woman would report.

"I'm happy to tell you that you are now safe from harm.  We have caught the culprit, although dead but still, at least the case is now solved."

"The culprit?" Amanda glanced at Cord with a little bit of hint there. Garett, the rogue vampire biter sure was dead. He was the culprit but of course, they couldn't tell this to the police.

"Yes, our investigation narrowed down to a local mafia group.  It was true that the victim you saw dead was borrowing money from them and in return rigging the NASCAR races.  We believe the reason for murder was because of that.  The mafia wanted him silenced."

Amanda cleared her throat. The victim's shady life was unfortunate, but it seemed Cord used this to his advantage and beguiled the officers of the case and this poor police woman again to believe these conclusions on their heads.

"I see," she cleared her throat.  "That is good news."

"That's the reason why I'm here, Ms. O'Malley.  I want you to know that you're no longer in the witness protection program.  You're safe.  This means you can now return to your friend's apartment.  I believe you were just staying here in Belgium for the NASCAR race?"

Amanda somehow hesitated to answer. Well, that was the plan before she met Cord.

"Yes, I...I am," she answered anyway, not lying.

"Hmmm, then here is your clearance papers." Chief Moretti took the said papers from her folder and handed it to her. Once Amanda took it, Chief Moretti turned to the Vitalis Master and said, "Mr. Vitalis, I thank you for being a generous host.  It's been a pleasure working with you."

A little smile grew on Cord's lips. "So am I, Chief Moretti."

The Chief returned her attention to Amanda, making eye contact with her, something that she couldn't do with the Master because of his blindfold.

"If there are questions you want to ask me, then I'm open.  Do you have one Ms. O'Malley?"

Amanda paused for a moment, contemplating but found that she didn't have one.

"No, uhm... I'm good.  Thank you, Chief."

"Then, I believe I should go." Chief Moretti stood up and righted her clothes into position. "If ever you want a ride going to the apartment, let my office know.  We'd be happy to provide-"

"No," Cord abruptly cut off.

The police woman looked at him with confusion then.

"I'll take care of it Chief Moretti," he continued.

"Oh, I...I see." But of course, she understood it perfectly. "Well, then, have a good day."

Amanda stood up and accompanied the police woman to the door. "Thank you once again, Chief Moretti."

"You're welcome," the Chief replied with a nod and then walked away with the butler accompanying her.

By the time, the Chief was out, Amanda closed the door and turned to look at Cord with grave eyes as if she wanted to ask something but can't.

"You're staring, why?" Cord stated without even pulling his blindfold out.

Amanda's eyelids fluttered and she rushed to clear her throat.

"Nothing, I'm just wondering-"

"If I am going to let you leave the castle?" he finished for her, grinning.

"Yes," was Amanda's reply, smiling a little.

"Do you want to leave?" Cord asked, signaling her to come closer with his hand.

She did but was a little bit wary. It was the first time she opened this topic to him and was unsure what his response would be.

"No, but...uhm, I will have to tell my step-father and Noman about wanting to stay here-"

"Forever," he finished again.

Amanda bit her bottom lip, gone was her apprehension. It seemed the Vitalis Master knew how to answer her query and with certainty at that.

She was done with looking at him with the blindfold so she pulled it out of his head once she was but inches away. The black panther sensing the two's heightened emotions ran out of the room to the open balcony.

"You have a subtle way of persuading me, Mr. Vitalis," Amanda said whilst they looked at each other eye to eye.

"And you have a subtle way of showing me that you don't want to leave, my witch," he pointed back, easing his hands now on her waist. He stood up, cupped her chin and whispered on her ear, "Where were we, Amanda?"

Amanda acted clueless, giggling deep inside.

"Ahh, yes, I was about to strip you naked before the Chief arrived," he added.

Amanda angled her head to the side when Cord's tongue darted on the plane of her neck. Goosebumps immediately erupted all throughout her body.

"I think that she knows we are lovers," she said whilst keeping her eyes shut, loving the sensation and wanting more.

"And I intended it to happen.  That way I don't need to beguile her to inject the truth," Cord replied, his breath fanning her throat.

"God, you really are sneaky." Amanda smiled, offering herself more for him to devour.

"And I'm proud of it," was his easy reply.

He continued caressing her, moving down to her cleavage with still the use of his mouth and tongue.

"Cord hmmm..." Amanda relished on the sensation.

What she felt now was the exact thing she felt before the Chief arrived. She was just in this room, waiting for her, but then Cord materialized from the North Wing and started seducing her.

She of course couldn't stop him then like how she couldn't stop him now. It was something they had wanted to do since Cord began to be more involved in his North Wing residents.

It was clear there were witches in hiding still and half of the North Wing residents consisted of vampires who wanted nothing but revenge and the desire to take their witch abilities. A few of them unfortunately escaped from Amanda's petrifaction blast and that was what Cord was busy about.

Effectively, it took his time from being with her all day long. Amanda wasn't complaining though. It was for the best of his people and in effect, hers.

"I want to make love to you in every space of this house, Amanda.  This music room included.  I want to hear your passion for singing," he drawled.

Taking the blouse off, Cord felt how heated her body was.  She was willing under him, offering herself more in his prelude to love making.

"You're my conductor.  Guide me, Cord," she whispered on his ear.

With that, his fingers slipped inside her skirt, into her underwear that was already in need of him.

"Mhmm..." Amanda moaned, feeling his fingers reach her sensitive spot.

He rubbed it with vigor just as he found one taut nipple waiting for him when he pulled her one-strap brassiere down.

The contact together shoot up fireworks in her mind and she moaned again, harder and longer this time.

"Ahhh!"

Now a full-pledged witch, she had almost her senses heightened. Everything was sharper for her, bolder and she was enjoying every bit of it without guilt. Yes, the issue of her 'family' lineage was still there, flowing ever so strongly in her blood. She should have avenged those witches killed in the past, kill the Master of Vampires for them, but she couldn't do so.

Cord was special for her. More than special. He was beating inside her heart.

With just a step backward, they both dropped to the sofa. Cord hit the foam first and then followed by Amanda, straddling him. She roped her arms around his neck. He squeezed her breasts and kneaded them like the perfect bread dough. They continued devouring their mouths like crazed supernaturals breaking their promise of celibacy.

"Sing louder for me, my witch," Cord groaned as he unzipped his pants and set free his hardness.

Amanda, feeling the solid length of it touch her softness, bit her lip and positioned herself for his taking.

"Ahhh!!" she moaned once Cord's erection filled her to the hilt.

A rush of heat filled every part of her. Cord, with his vampire sense, heard the swoosh of blood as it brought ecstasy hormones all over her body.

He pounded her. She rode him. And that became a vicious cycle of divine f*cking.

"Bite me, Cord..." Amanda gritted her teeth as she whispered her order on his ear. "See how flushed I am under your touch."

Cord released a small smile. "As you wish, my witch," he said and his fangs sank deep into her flesh, right at the crook of her neck.

"Mnnnhh!" Amanda pressed her forehead against his shoulder. Pain was absent. What she felt the whole time his enamels pierced and his mouth sucked was pleasure. Pure pleasure.

"Cord...yes, yes!" she voiced out, unable to bear the sensations he was giving her both at the top and below.

Cord continued on sucking her blood until he felt his heart beating once again and his eyes returning its sense of sight. When he released her, he saw her indeed flushed and ready for his passionate attention.

Eye to eye, they both relished each other.  Amanda loved how Cord watched her with his human eyes, while Cord loved how beautifully red she appeared on top him.

"Your staff will have one hell of a cleaning after we leave here," Amanda chuckled a little.

Cord grinned at her and then thrust his groin up with enough pressure she felt his ardor that instant.

"That's exactly what they want," he managed to say with a grunt.

Amanda, with bold eyes, rode him again. Heady breaths and erotic sounds filled the music room thereafter and it persisted like that for the whole day.