Brotherhood In Blood

by J. E Hanson

  ~~~***~~~

  Ian wrote me a note, to meet a few people for him. This puts me on the outside, to face the sun. I need to take another pill, to ensure that I won’t burn. This pill doesn’t work for full vampires. They had unexpected results, when they tried to walk in the sun.

  My guns join me, along with a couple of knives. My sexy minidress is ivory with gold. I chose to go with that one; because the length of the dress causes me do a double take in the mirror. I strategically place one of the knives on my outside thigh. The dress readjusts, to hide as much as it will cover. My face has fresh makeup on, with my hair down. I found a pair of shades. There are a few heels to choose from, but I’m going with the high six-inch, and open-toed heels. These heels make me feel like a Goddess. This will either make Christian upset—or turn him on. One of the guns rests inside my purse, and the other remains in the Porsche. My cell remains with me, along with the list of things Ian wants me to do. One of my guns has live rounds, and the other has wooden rounds. The extra bullets are in my purse. My heels click through the hallway, and outside the hidden palace. The guards check my card. Those same guards protect my Enforcers during the day. They do a double take as they watch me leave the cave.

  Today, I could pass for a short supermodel. My confidence quickly reaches the pentacle. There’s something sexy, about picking up dry cleaning, and talking to people now. The slate Porsche driver’s door opens. I carefully move into the driver’s seat. The shades hide my eyes. I take a deep breath, and pray that those pills will work. The extra pills remain inside my purse. I can’t tell, if I will burn—or not until I’m in daylight. The windows of the Porsche are tinted. I turn the car on, and the seat belt snaps in.

  A voice booms inside the car, “Good morning, Princess!”

  I look around, and I can hear Louie's voice. “Where are you, Louie?”

  “Look down!”

  I glance at the radio, and laugh at Louie inside the radio. He’s sitting at the castle wearing a pink shirt. There’s a monitor built in the dashboard. I knew they would keep me safe in some form.

  Louie grins and winks at me. “What the fuck, are you wearing? I need to take a picture of this! Are you wearing that minidress? Are you trying, to lose your virginity, or piss Chris off?”

  Louie caught me red-handed. “I think a little of both, and thanks for packing this dress.”

  “I will gladly pack anything for my number one princess. I will remain with you until you return to the bat cave. I will make sure you stay in one piece. Are you packing?” Louie snaps his fingers and asks.

  I show him where the guns are hiding.

  “That’s my girl! Do you have the knives?”

  I lift my dress once again, to show him where the knives are hiding at too. He gives me two thumbs up. Erik happens to step in behind Louie.

  “There’s a microphone inside a necklace. Please put the necklace on. You should spot it,” Erik orders.

  I found the necklace, and put it on. I’m also inserting the optional earpiece. My hand shifts the gears. I drove out the parking lot, and through the tunnels. After an hour passes, the slate Porsche hits full sunlight. To see if Christian's creation works, I stick out my left hand, to touch the rays from the son. My left hand doesn’t burn—or show any signs of burning. I roll my window up, and manage to shift the gears just in time. I’m so thankful, for my dad teaching me how to drive manual. The gears shift without grinding one time. I make small talk with Louie, to pass the time.

  “I’m not bitching—or anything, but I have heard more noises at this hideaway—than I have heard at the castle. I always thought you were virgins until now,” I tease and joke with them.

  Louie was sipping on his blood; however; he spits it out all over the floor.

  “I feel like I’m at one big porn convention. I believe Ian has rigged the place,” I complain.

  Erik starts to laugh for the first time. The stoic Viking shakes his head at me, and he even smiles for a change.

  “I realize that I signed Christian’s contract. I also remember the clause, about not talking bad about each other; however; squeaky really fucking irritates me to death,” I complain again without holding back.

  The two of them roar with laughter. Brennan, Brannon, and Tommy run over, to hear our conversation. They want to know who is making the stoic Erik, laugh for a change.

  “I’m not trying to insult any of you. I just want to tell squeaky, to shut the fuck up! I value my sleep like the next person, but she’s incredibly obnoxious. Chelsea, the wonder screamer, seems unable, to shut her fucking mouth.”

  The men continue to laugh hysterically at me. They must know about her, from the way they are laughing hysterically at me. I continue to inform the others, “Sam is a wonderful guy, but he needs to gag his squeaker. Here I am, trying to focus on the critical details, Christian wants for his meetings, and there she is—squeaking away!”

  Erik twists his head, trying to hide his laughter. Tommy has to leave the area, and Brannon twitches his nose. “Aye… I think he only dates her, to boost his ego. He loves to annoy the fuck out of us with her. We have been complaining about Chelsea, since day one.”

  My witty response increases their hysterical laughter. “I never knew any of you still had sex until this week. I guess I’m oblivious, to think that vampires get it on.”

  Louie snorts through his laughter. “You’re right though. The walls here are more soundproof than the ones at the cavern. I have to agree with you that the walls must be purposely paper thin, so you can hear what others do.”

  I park in a driveway at the first stop, and I inhale deeply. The Enforcers are backing me up. For the first time, the sun fully engulfs my skin, but I never burn. I nervously grab their suits, and drop them off at the dry cleaners. In return, I pick up their clean business suits, and place them inside the Porsche.

  The first meeting, has my undivided attention, but the Enforcers are nervous for me. I pluck in the numbers at the front gate, and park the car in front of a Greek mansion. My gun remains in my purse. I knock on the door, then the maid ushers me inside the mansion. My shades are off, out of respect.

  A scrupulous man appears with raven curly hair. “You must be Ian's girl, and you’re gorgeous!” He kisses both sides of my cheeks. The man makes me blush a little from his compliment. He takes the disc from my hand. “Would you like to stay? I could use a goddess like you on my arm,” the scrupulous man asks.

  The Enforcers aren’t happy, and they whisper Christian's name in my earpiece. I stand at the door. “I will be polite, by telling you, thank you for the compliments, but my boyfriend wouldn’t be too happy.” I dart out the doors quickly.

  The next two stops, ask the same thing. One man tried to cop a feel on me, but I kick him hard in the groin, when he refuses, to take no for an answer. I flung his disk at him, and ran out the door. The Enforcers want to have a long discussion with Ian about his business associates.

  ~~~***~~~

  There is a cute diner on the side of the road, and I chose to have lunch there. This is a ballsy move on my part, but I really want, to try out the daytime pills Christian gave me. They know where I’m having lunch at, so they stop worrying. A waiter greets me, and pours me a glass of wine. I couldn’t understand the menu, but Erik works with me. Erik explains the menu, because he has been with Alexander and Christian the longest. I apologize through my teeth. The server gives me a rack of lamb to try, and the rest of the meal remains uneventful. I return to the Porsche, and nothing happens to me.

  ~~~***~~~

  The day finishes by yacking with the men through the car phone. I read the last two requests on his lists. “You have to remain adult enough, to handle these last two requests. I promise, to pay you handsomely, if you remember, to act like a fucking adult. Pick up a case of vibrators and anal plugs from this store on Main Street. Please remain an adult about it!”

  “Where does he want you to go next?”

  With a deep sigh, “I will remain a
n adult about this. You will have, to see this spot on the GPS instead.”

  I drive the car, where the GPS directs me to go. I found the scrupulous building, and park the car in the vacant parking lot. I have to take my ID with me too. I casually stroll inside the building, then right over to the clerk. The woman already knows who I am, and why I’m there. I read her nametag, and her name is Sasha.

  “Does Ian want the small, or the super large vibrators?” Sasha asks.

  Louie’s voice casually answers in my earpiece, “Ian always picks the super large. Think about it long and hard, Jeannie. Well… pardon the pun, but we are vampires.”

  “Just go ahead and supersize everything,” I said to Sasha, wanting to leave quickly.

  I can hear a loud snicker through my earpiece. The clock reads five o'clock in the evening. Sasha has to test every single vibrator, and anal plug, to ensure they all work. My eyes nearly bulge out of my sockets. I hope Sasha doesn’t think I have anything, to do with Ian's business.

  “Do you know how, to work one of these?” Sasha asks curiously.

  I roll my eyes. “If it will make the time go by quickly, I’m willing to learn.”

  There’s nothing in the world, I love more, than playing with fake penises. All of my dignity and self-respect flies out the door, once I turn the first five super large vibrators on and off. We finish testing all the anal plugs and vibrators. At least all of them are in working order. I hand Sasha, Ian’s credit card. I nearly die, when she finishes adding up his total.

  I have to sign the receipt for Ian. Sasha smiles at me warmly. “I hope you both have fun with all those vibrators and anal plugs.”

  My mouth twists wickedly. “I think you should include anal lube for free, but we will have such a great time with all these! Thanks again, Sasha for the vibrators and anal plugs.”

  The men on the other end are howling with laughter in my earpiece. Sasha helps me place the boxes in the Porsche for me. I slid inside the Porsche, and start driving, to the underground palace. The video phone says it all. I stare at Louie, but he’s unable, to keep a straight face. Erik stands up and he leaves the room hysterically laughing.

  “I think I will ask Ian for a raise after all this,” I said that, and it induces more hysterics.

  “I still can’t believe you had to test all those vibrators and anal plugs. You go on with your bad self! I still couldn’t believe that you told the clerk to supersize everything! You’re out of your fucking mind, and that’s fucking hilarious!” Louie blurts while laughing hysterically.

  The time starts to tick down. The coral sun starts, to set in the distance. Something captures the corner of my eye, and I pull the car in the driveway. There is a for sale sign in front of the Greek mansion. I have to stop and look inside. They don’t like my idea one bit. I just want to see, what it looks like. I walk inside the empty mansion and notice the ebony marble floors. The mansion astounds me. There on the back wall, is a waterfall with lights behind it. This mansion makes me feel extremely giddy. The fridge and stove are stainless steel. The kitchen floor is marble obsidian with ashen swirls.

  The cherry cabinetry in the kitchen astounds me. Louie distracts me in my earpiece, “Where are you? What the fuck are you doing?”

  “I have officially died and gone to heaven! I’m looking at a beautiful mansion that’s for sale, right now.”

  “Oh, shit! You’re about to get yourself in so much trouble, if you don’t return to the underground palace, before Christian’s out of his meeting!”

  My lips whistle again. The lights shine through the foyer. I gawk at the sunroom in disbelief. This place blows me away with how gorgeous it is.

  “You have fifty minutes, to make it back to the hideaway, girlfriend!”

  The stairs make a perfect swirl and it leads up. This mansion is overwhelming. “Oh, wow! This is very nice, and there’s a laundry chute in the bathroom!”

  “They should never let a woman out, when it comes to pricey mansions. I have your location, Jeannie. Please leave, and return to the underground palace, before Chris's meeting ends. You don’t want to deal with him, when you’re doing something against his wishes!”

  “Louie… you have to see this place! This looks so much better in person! There’s a spa on the top floor, and outside there’s a freaking pool! I feel like a kid in a candy store!”

  “I’m calling Ian right now. I hope for your sake, he gets to you, before Christian’s meeting ends.”

  In the master bedroom, there’s a perfect alabaster with gold marble floor. The bedroom also has ivory with gold curtains draping down. I can see myself in this room. My voice reaches a high-pitched squeal of happiness, after I walk inside the bathroom. The master bathroom has a double vanity, bidet, toilet, garden tub, and a see-through shower.

  “Ian will be there in five minutes. I hope for your sake, Chris doesn’t walk out of his meeting anytime soon. You don’t want Christian finding out that you’re all alone!”

  I walk inside the shower and notice the gold knobs.

  “Louie… this shower has three gold showerheads! I can’t believe one shower has this many heads!”

  “Ian will be there in two minutes.”

  The sun already sets from a distance. I focus over the balcony, and I notice how peaceful the ocean is.

  “Do you want Christian, to fucking kill me?” Ian scolds me

  “I’m so sorry, but I saw the for sale sign out front,” I apologize to him.

  “I need the keys, before we really dig our graves. He will go off; if he finds out that, I let you leave the hideaway, without any Enforcers. I like to keep my existence intact.”

  “I guess we can leave now,”

  “You guess? I don’t want your fucking boyfriend to kill me! Christian happens to be a fucking old vampire too! I’m so thankful the others kept an eye out for you, and warned me!”

  I trail behind Ian and now he won’t allow me, to drive one of his cars. Ian makes sure to buckle me in too. He jumps in the driver’s side, and he smacks the steering wheel in frustration. “He’s going to kill me, once he notices what you’re wearing! Please, change your dress, before he gives me my final death! I have a bag here, with your clothes, please change your dress now!”

  I unlatch the seat belt, and flip to the backseat. He turns the camera and the radio off. I pull the dress off, and exchange it for casual clothes. I slip into my shirt and blue jean shorts. My heels disappear for tennis shoes. Ian tries to keep his hand over the right side of his face. My dress sits in his duffle bag, along with my shoes. The hideaway opens up, and Ian pulls into the parking lot. Christian is already waiting for me there.

  “It looks like, daddy Hunter is already waiting for you. I hope he’s in a good mood tonight. Make sure you take out the earpiece.”

  I place the earpiece and necklace back in the ashtray.

  “I will take care of everything. You just go say hi to your boyfriend,” Ian whispers urgently.

  I step out of the car, and casually stroll over to Christian. He’s already leaning back against the wall, with his arms crossed. I lightly peck his cheek. “I ran errands for Ian real quick.”

  My nerves remain calm enough, to tell him a little white lie.

  Christian moves my body closer to him, and he kisses my lips. “I appreciate your honesty.”

  We return to the underground palace together. Christian kisses the side of my face. I walk through the living room.

  Alexander’s head rests in Barbie's lap. She’s running her long fingers through his long hair. Barbie glances up at Christian and me. She shakes her head in disgust as she watches us enter arm and arm. Christian escorts me to our bedroom and pulls me closer to him. My lips find his joyfully, but the air remains tense.

  He stops and grabs my attention. “I have a few things that I have to do for a couple of hours. I will leave Charlie in charge until those things finish.”

  I pull his hair back and softly kiss his neck. Christian carries me to the bed. I try t
o keep him in the bed with me, but he has to leave. The night ends in bitter disappointment.

  I eat my breakfast in complete silence. Sam waits for me to finish. After breakfast, he escorts me inside the gym. We managed to do enough workouts to get me by. Ian storms in the gym, and he appears deeply upset. “My stupid assistant quit on me! I need to find someone, who will help me with these reports!” I try to ignore him, but he begs me, “I could really use your help right now, Jeannie!”

  I try to ignore him, but he pulls his shades off. “I will pay you well, if you will fill in for the rest of the week.”

  “I can’t believe that you’re asking me to do this!” I yell at him.

  “I will even put a wig on you; give you glasses; and a new name. I will buy you that fucking mansion, if you just fill in, for the rest of the week!” Ian begs me with his ice-blues.

  “Alright, you have a freaking deal!”

  Ian hugs me tightly, and he thanks me. I have to change, and wear that ridiculous brown wig. I look like a librarian with glasses on. My name is now Amy.

  “Christian will kill me for this! I will tell the others a different story. You have to go along with it. You will see things that you’ve never seen before. Please remain adult about this, and don’t freak out. You will see bondage, sex, and a few other things. If you have any issues, you need to tell me right away.”

  I roll my eyes at him, and grab my laptop, “You’re extremely lucky that I’m willing to do this. I’m only doing this for that house. I think I can manage your business, and I’ve seen porn before—so this is nothing new.”

  Ian nervously laughs. I follow him, to the dark side of hell. I cross over the threshold, to the left side. Whom am I kidding? I’m already in hell! I might as well enjoy it. Ian keeps his shades off, and it makes his piercings even more visible. I sit down, and adjust my wig. I’m not prepared for what happens next. Instead of seeing fine business people, I deal with people, who hardly have any clothes on. I swallow back my opinions. The judgmental broad inside of me, bangs on the door, and orders me, to run for my life. He sent me his mess, and he’s lacking serious organizational skills. His unique mess puts me to work. The first thing he manages to go over, are his ideas for a film that he’s currently developing. The shock starts to build over the woman in a cat outfit. The cat woman bends over a table and she demands her lover to fuck her hard. A male porn actor enters the room, where the cat woman is.