The Cain Family have remained the most influential for the last thousand years within both the human world and the vampire world.

The tournament to choose the next vampire king is soon to take place and Luke Cain is the most likely to win this Honourable title. Each of the Nobel vampire families have sent their daughters to be his suitor.

But unknown to them is that he is already in love.

And he is in love with me.

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His fangs extended, piercing the thick skin of my throat. The pain in my neck worsened and I felt as if my skin was on fire. My teeth were clenched behind my lips. I could feel his hot breath on my neck. He stopped and looked into my eyes. His purple ones now turned red with hunger.

Blood was smeared over his lips. My blood. His expression triumphant.

"You're mine now Elaine," he says. His voice was smooth, like velvet.

My vision blurred and then refocused. Instead of staring into blood red eyes and a handsome face, I was staring at my black ceiling. I thought about the dream. It's becoming more frequent. But it sometimes changes. It's not always the same person. Today it was Violet, tomorrow it'll be Amber and then it'll be Burgundy. (A/N She's named all the guys based on their eye colour). I looked over at my alarm clock. It was 8:00.

3, 2, 1, I count mentally and sure enough, the door bursts open. It's one of the maids. Her face is red and flustered. Strands of her hair had escaped from her neat pony tail.

"Miss Elaine, the young mast-" she began but I cut her off.

"Don't worry Natalie, I'll go take care of it," I say as I get ready.

I work here at the Cain Estate. A elegant yet imposing mansion that laid on the outskirts of a town or city whatever. It was secluded, surrounded by forests and acres of land that stretched on for miles. There was a lake and rolling hills. The scenery was truly beautiful and visitors were always awed by it.

Natalie nodded and ducked out of my room. I turned to my closet and picked out a pair of black jeans, a sleeveless white button down with a red and black checkered waist coat, finished with black ballet flats.

I looked at my self in the mirror and sighed at my reflection. I wasn't exactly model material nor was I a hag. My dark chocolate brown hair framed my heart shaped face, falling down to just below my lower back. My grey irises stared back at me from beneath my black lashes.

I sighed again. I look too normal, I thought. I found one of my bright red hair extensions and placed it in my hair. Much better, I thought with satisfaction. Now that I was ready, I went upstairs to see what the young master had done this time.

I jogged up the grand staircase to the young masters room. I was just about to knock when a maid opened the door and ran past me. Her eyes were full of tears and her mascara was running. I laughed a bit. The newbies always felt the need to wear make up and stuff. They thought it fit in with the image of being a maid of the Cain family.

"May I enter?" I asked. I was being overly polite and gave my voice a sweet tinge to it.

"Do whatever you want," an angry muffled voice replied.

I pushed open the door and saw him laying on his bed on his stomach so his head was buried in a pillow, hence the muffled voice. Who is the person you ask? The answer to that is Luke Cain.

Luke Cain, the heir to the biggest and richest corporation in the world. Renowned throughout the world for its lineage and fortune, the Cain family was well known for many things and was said to become one the worlds greatest superpowers.

But Luke was easily the most popular member of this famous family. Becoming one of the richest men in the world at 15 years old after taking care of his father's business during his time of sickness certainly got him noticed. After his father recovered, Luke established his own company that rivaled his fathers at age 19 and then the companies merged, making the Cain Corporation easily the richest company in the world.

So what was a commoner like me doing in the presence of almost royalty? Well, I work here as a maid. My family had served the Cains since medieval times (A/N please note this is set in England) but for about a hundred years the master/servant relationship hasn't been put into practice.

My case is the exception. My family and Luke's were close, so we used to play all the time as kids and we were great friends. But three years ago, my parents, my only family died and left me behind. I was alone and had nowhere to go. Because I had no money I was forced to live on the streets for a week, sleeping in parks and going to charity places for free food.

For a while I was lost. I didn't know what to do with my life. Then Reiner Cain (Luke's dad) showed up and offered me a place at his table. He had said that I could live in his house, he would adopt me as his daughter, pay my school fees and even pay for my college. He was great friends with my dad and said he would like to keep a promise to an old friend by taking care of me.

Being the stubborn person I am, I obstinately refused. I said I would like to live with the Cain's but only if I earned my keep. So I would work as a maid or a servant at the household. Reiner just laughed at me and said he wouldn't have it, I was basically family. But I got my way after about 15 minutes of arguing.So here I was now, working for one of the most powerful families in the world.

I crossed my arms over my chest.

"If you were already awake, why did you make that poor girl cry?" I asked, annoyed.

He had probably just made Natalie's life harder, now she had to deal with some stuck up princess complaining about how cold and mean Luke is.

"If I told you that was the Fifth one to run out in the last 10 minutes, I'm guessing that you would be mad," he says into the pillow.

"I'd be furious actually," I say with no emotion.

"Then I won't tell you that she was the seventh one this morning," he says simply.

I couldn't see him smiling but I knew he was. His black hair was messy so it spiked up at odd places, but I'm pretty sure it still looked good on him. Another reason why Luke is incredibly popular is because every single person that meets him thinks he's absolutely gorgeous. And I won't lie, he is. That is, until he opens his big mouth, but thankfully, that's only at home.

In public he is always the figure of perfection. Polite, Funny, Handsome and most importantly rich. Hence the reason why all the new maids felt the need to come to work with cake faces in order to impress him.

With a small 'chk' the bedroom window was opened from the outside. The refreshing morning swirled around in the room. It smelt sweet, of mist and Fir trees. The breeze blew my hair into my eyes, obscuring my vision. I took out a hair tie and began to pull my unruly hair into a pony tail.

I looked and saw Dean Cain, sitting crouched on the window sill. His platinum blonde hair gelled in an array of spikes almost hiding his Blue eyes. He looked at me and flashed me his signature mischievous smile.

"I hope my brother isn't giving you a hard time, lady Elaine," he says with mock concern and sincerity.

I curtsy to him and say, "Of course not, young master Dean, your brother has been nothing but pleasantly civil towards me," I say with a slight english accent.

I lived in Australia most of my life but I didn't sound Australian. I don't even have an accent. Weird.

Dean burst out laughing and wiped fake tears from his eyes.

"Yeah......that'll happen........when hell......freezes over," Dean said between breaths.

Luke shot upright, darted towards Dean and pushed him out of the window. He then went back to his bed and used the blanket to cover his head.

A couple of the maids, where they came from I don't know, ran to the window and shouted "Young master! Young master!"

I just rolled my eyes. This was the second floor, I'm pretty sure Dean survived the fall. I mean he pushed me off the third floor once (a prank gone wrong) and I still survived. Sure I had a broken collarbone, arm and leg but I was still alive right?

Someone tapped my shoulder and I turned around and saw Dean right behind me. Once the maids realized he was okay, they apologized and went out of the room.

I went and sat down on a couch in Luke's room and Dean followed suit.

"There's something that bothering me," he said nonchalantly while flipping through a book.

"And that thing is...?" I asked.

"Why is it you don't wear a maid uniform like the rest of the servants?"

I heaved an exasperated sigh.

"Because when I wore one and asked yours and Luke's opinion, you guys said I looked like male transvestite, only less feminine and that was after you had finished laughing your heads off," I say simply.

Luke rolls over on his bed and gets up. He looks at me and says, "I'll be down stairs in about 10 minutes."

I nodded and made my way down the stairs. I passed a group of newbies and heard them talking about how Dean fell out of the window and managed to get back to the room in a split second.

They seemed so amazed by him. Dean was Luke's younger brother so he was gorgeous as well, but he was a little more childish and a lot more rebellious.

They were coming up with different theories about how he survived. I just stood in the doorway listening to their conversation. Someone tapped my shoulder and I turn around. I saw Natalie and behind her the crying girl from this morning.

Natalie is the head maid here and I'm her second in command. I didn't really do anything other than the stuff Natalie tells me to do.

"I'll tell them now," she says. I give her a smile in encouragement.

The three of us walk into the room and immediately a hush falls over the room. Everyone's eyes fall on me and Natalie ignoring the mascara girl completely.

"I know you have questions about the young masters and the Cain family in general. And if I recall this was told to you before you accepted your current positions here at this prestigious household," she paused. "The members of the Cain family are infact all Vampires."