The Vampire Lord's Blood Doll

In the morning, I left for my usual jogging. I ran a good distance on the land. I only returned to the manor when I was sweating all over my body. When I was close to the house, I saw the familiar figure of Sissy leaving the building hastily.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

As I watched her pretty figure, I had to recall the memories of last night. I recalled her enthusiastic response and the sight of her lifted peach-like buttocks as I entered her from behind. I recalled how she obediently let me manipulate her. The sensation of that was simply wonderful.

I walked inside the house and I took a towel to dry myself as much as possible. I was just done when the butler appeared next to me, holding a cup of blood.

"Where did my little rabbit go?" I asked him.

The butler apparently was surprised by my choice of address. After a pause, he said.

"She should be out looking for a house."

Probably, my attractive face revealed a hint of mischief upon hearing his words.

"She is not giving up yet, such a stubborn little thing." I said, while I took the cup of blood from him. The bright red liquid emitted its scent, and that made me frown. After tasting the legendary Cake, human blood was almost unbearable for

me.

"Prepare some good ingredients I need to replenish myself properly. I took in a bit too much last night."

The butler hesitated for a moment, then nodded. I felt that he was curious about Cake. He wondered if that was really that delicious. But I knew it was a simple curiosity, as he was an owl. He didn't need blood like a vampire. Compared to human blood, he preferred the taste of rat meat.

I walked to the stairs, and I was about to take the first step to go upstairs when I remembered something.

I turned back and looked at the butler.

"Where did Miley go?"

"She said she went to visit her mother." He replied, which made me smile coldly.

"Since when did she reconcile with her mother?"

The butler's face showed that he just remembered that Miley had a falling out with her family, got into trouble at a bar and was brought back by me.

"I'll go check. I must find out about her whereabouts." He said, and I nodded, before I headed upstairs to take a shower before breakfast. **Sissy's POV**

I woke up in the morning. My dream was still in my mind, but as soon as I got back to my senses, I realised I laid in a bed. I opened my eyes suddenly. My heart started racing when I noticed I was naked. But it wasn't enough. As I looked around, I realised I wasn't in my room.

I leaned forward nervously, only to find my clothes were scattered under the bed. My private area was slightly moist, but there were no signs of intrusion.

I started to panic. I recalled my previous streetwalking. I remembered the video that showed me doing things I didn't remember at all.

I quickly got up, then got dressed, but before I would have left the room, my eyes widened when my gaze wandered to a painting hanging on the wall. That was a painting of William. I felt stunned when I looked around to recognise my best friend and her husband's bedroom.

How did I end up here? I asked myself while I felt like crying.

As the desire faded and rationality took over, my shameful dream filled me with guilt. This guilt made me feel like a fool who had jumped into a muddy pit, dirty and foul.

What have I done? Have I sleepwalked into someone else's bedroom, and got engaged in such shameful behaviour?

Did I masturbate in William's bed last night? Even if I didn't want to think of it, I couldn't get last night's happenings out of my head. I quickly tidied the bed up, and I left hastily.

I avoided the busy butler and kitchen staff, making breakfast downstairs. I just tried to sneak back to my bedroom without them noticing me, shamefully leaving the master's bedroom, when I was the friend of his wife, a guest who she trusted. My body felt sticky and my private area moist. The situation was utterly embarrassing.

I hurriedly took a shower, but I washed my body several times. I used a strong scented shower gel, hoping that no one would know about my foolishness.

I quickly changed my clothes and left in a rush without breakfast.

I got to find a house to live in; I needed to see a doctor, and somewhat keep last night's happenings in secret. I couldn't let Miley know about this. I knew I would lose her friendship forever if she knew I was involved with her husband while I was sleepwalking, and I found myself in his bed in the morning.

After searching a lot, all the landlords had been refusing me. Feeling exhausted and dejected, I went to a convenience store, and I watched the rain outside while I was eating a hot dog.

How could that be? There wasn't a single flat or house that I could rent out? I prepared the rent and deposit. I also considered moving further from the company, but no one agreed to take me as a tenant.

What should I do? Should I continue searching? One thing that I was certain about, I couldn't continue to live in the White Rose Manor.

I was in a daze, forgetting to take another bite from my hot dog, when my phone made me jump. I took it out of my pocket and I checked the caller. It was an unknown number. I frowned, and I answered the call. "Who is this?" I asked.

"Are you looking to rent a house?" A young woman spoke on the other end. Her gentle voice was calm, instantly calming me as well.

"Yes." I answered, and I asked for the flat's whereabouts.

When I heard the address, I felt incredulous. It was close to the company. It was just fifteen minutes' walk away from it. However, the rent in that area wasn't cheap at all, but compared to the recent events, I gritted my teeth. "Where are you? I will come over right now." Probably, she sensed how desperate I was to find a house.