"He's a little older, but I think you'll like him! Plus, the pay will be fantastic. You should think about it!"
A little older is something of an understatement. Lucien au'Medici was already old when your great-grandparents were children. There aren't a lot of vampires his age still around, many having succumbed to the ambition of their enemies, the depths of their own insanity, and some simply having vanished, likely gone to ground to sleep away the millennia. One such recent disappearance is Lucien's sire, leaving Lucien in control of a vast inheritance of land, corporations, and material wealth, along with rivalries and debts owed that can't be repaid with money. Lucien studied at the shoulder of one of the greatest vampires of modern history though; he'll be able to handle whatever trials come his way.
There's a catch however - there's always a catch. Perhaps predicting that Lucien would dive headlong into business matters and never look up from the books again, his sire left a stipulation in his will: that Lucien would only retain control of the vast empire he'd inherited if he found someone to love, someone to share it with.
Of course, Lucien being Lucien, and being much too busy working to bother with affairs of the heart, pawned the responsibility off onto someone else. Empowering his personal assistant, Laura Chambers, to find someone suitable and offer them a generous stipend to pretend to be his paramour, a short-term solution that would keep his sire's nagging estate attorney off his back for the time being.
And who does Laura immediately turn to? Why, her best friend of course. And that would be you. A newly turned vampire with a pretty face and not much else. Your sire was something of a deadbeat, a no-account alley-lurker that stole your wallet and your life. And your shoes. Being perpetually eighteen and legally declared dead and buried doesn't bode well for your future prospects, so Laura's suggestion holds some appeal. Isn't dating-for-pay just a step away from being a prostitute though? What if he expects... you know? But there's only so long you can survive on room-temperature butcher's blood before insanity will take hold; you're no expert on the undead but you know that much. Maybe you'll take her up on the offer - what have you got to lose?
A little older is something of an understatement. Lucien au'Medici was already old when your great-grandparents were children. There aren't a lot of vampires his age still around, many having succumbed to the ambition of their enemies, the depths of their own insanity, and some simply having vanished, likely gone to ground to sleep away the millennia. One such recent disappearance is Lucien's sire, leaving Lucien in control of a vast inheritance of land, corporations, and material wealth, along with rivalries and debts owed that can't be repaid with money. Lucien studied at the shoulder of one of the greatest vampires of modern history though; he'll be able to handle whatever trials come his way.
There's a catch however - there's always a catch. Perhaps predicting that Lucien would dive headlong into business matters and never look up from the books again, his sire left a stipulation in his will: that Lucien would only retain control of the vast empire he'd inherited if he found someone to love, someone to share it with.
Of course, Lucien being Lucien, and being much too busy working to bother with affairs of the heart, pawned the responsibility off onto someone else. Empowering his personal assistant, Laura Chambers, to find someone suitable and offer them a generous stipend to pretend to be his paramour, a short-term solution that would keep his sire's nagging estate attorney off his back for the time being.
And who does Laura immediately turn to? Why, her best friend of course. And that would be you. A newly turned vampire with a pretty face and not much else. Your sire was something of a deadbeat, a no-account alley-lurker that stole your wallet and your life. And your shoes. Being perpetually eighteen and legally declared dead and buried doesn't bode well for your future prospects, so Laura's suggestion holds some appeal. Isn't dating-for-pay just a step away from being a prostitute though? What if he expects... you know? But there's only so long you can survive on room-temperature butcher's blood before insanity will take hold; you're no expert on the undead but you know that much. Maybe you'll take her up on the offer - what have you got to lose?
| Mature | MxM | PMs Only | 18+ | Romance | Insert other sketchy warnings here |
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