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"That's a very good question, Connie.  I have to tell you, I was a little stumped when my boss asked me to come out here and take a look at X Corporations' balance sheets."

"Does he think we're pulling an Enron?"

"Again," Miranda sighed, "I'm not sure."

The phone on Connie's desk rang.  "Excuse me," Connie picked up the phone.  "Hello?"

Nodding, Connie stood.  "Pardon me for a moment, Miss Raven.  My assistant has something for me that I must open."

Miranda's stomach tightened.  Knots formed and tugged at her.  Adrenaline started flowing through her, making her nerves jumpy.

"I'll return in just a second and we'll see if we can sort this mess out.  I presume you brought everything the SEC gave you?"

"Indeed." Miranda patted her briefcase. 

"Good.  I'll be right back."

Connie turned around and walked to the door.  The large doors swung open and then closed with a loudness that echoed throughout the room.

Miranda's heartbeat picked up, becoming the only sound in the room. 

A click behind Miranda brought her attention to the window.  Spinning around, she faced a large flying creature, flapping gigantic wings.  Long fangs protruded from his beaked nose.  Thin yellow eyes glowed. 

Miranda was shaking.

The beast's body was more man than animal, but she wasn't around to see if he had cognitive reasoning skills. 

"Oh.  My.  God..." Turning to run towards the door, Miranda tripped over her shoe.  Picking herself up quickly, she grabbed the briefcase and flung it at the creature as hard as she could but didn't wait for the sound of leather connecting against flesh. 

Bolting for the door, Miranda reached the doorknob in time to turn the handle and yank it open, but a hand caught her foot. 

Kicking out at the creature with her one good leg, she realized she hadn't hit it at all.  His grip on her ankle hurt.  Adrenaline pumped through her veins.  "No!  Go away!  Leave me alone!"

Her body had been dragged across the carpet and flung across the room.  Standing, her head woozy, she saw a blurry path past the large winged vampire.  "What do you want?"

It flew in closer, large muscled arms spread out.  Razor sharp claws reflected the sunlight behind her. 

Miranda had one chance.  Make a run around the creature and sprint through the doors.  Backing up, she slipped off her pumps.  Holding one in her hand, she took aim and threw it as hard as she could at the creature's head.

The creature cried out angrily. 

Smacking him dead center in his left eye, Miranda grabbed her other shoe.  "Come on you bastard, I've got one more." Backing up further, Miranda taunted the creature with one hand until she'd bumped against the desk.  "Oh shit," she muttered.

The creature swooped in, one arm back to strike Miranda.

She saw her one chance and threw her other shoe at his face. 

The creature moved its head and backed off.

It looked like he had a smile on his face. 

Jumping behind the glass desk, Miranda hoped he'd come after her and not try to fly overhead.  She was surprised his wings could hold his large body, but hey, they lived in times where vampires owned companies traded publicly. 

Coming at her, Miranda did the only thing she thought of.  She lifted the heavy desk up with a shove and pushed it into the beast, sending millions of glass shards flying.  She saw blood but didn't stop long enough to see if it was hers.  Turning to run, Miranda picked up the briefcase and ran out of the office screaming for help.

The lobby was empty. 

The lights were off. 

Miranda hammered on the elevator button, hoping it would be nearby.  She heard glass and the sound of other things breaking from Connie's office.  Glancing around, Miranda found the door that led to the emergency stairwell. 

Taking off in a dead run, she heard the rip of her stockings.  One more thing to upset her today.

Jumping shoulder-first into the metal door, it only budged a little. 

Pounding on the door, Miranda tried one more hearty shove against the metal door.  This time it opened.  Into darkness, Miranda ran down the stairs as fast as her feet would carry her, not caring about the distance, just as long as she got out of the building and could find someone who would help her.

Reaching the bottom floor, Miranda's heart felt hope.  "Finally," she panted the words out.  "No time to stop.  Gotta get outside.  Those damn things can't hurt me outside."

Grabbing the metal handle, Miranda gave the door a yank.  This one swung open easily, slamming against the wall hard enough to leave a dent.  Stepping through the threshold, Miranda bumped into a hard object.

"Miss Raven," a deep male voice made her freeze in her tracks.

Miranda stepped back.  Looking at the barrel sized chest of the man dressed in black standing before her, she felt a feeling low in her body that she hadn't felt in a long time. 

"We have to get out of here!" Reaching for his hand, Miranda realized it was just as pale as Connie's.  In fact, as handsome and rugged as his face was, his skin was pale.

"No!  You can't be with..." Her job dropped.  It was hard to believe that this gorgeous 6'7 man dressed to the nines was a vampire. 

"I am merely an assassin.  And I am here to do my job, Miss Miranda."

Large, steel arms gripped her shoulders tightly. 

Kicking out, Miranda landed a knee in his stomach. 

He winced.  Then he laughed.  "You aren't a match for me."

Being thrown around like a rag doll, Miranda's head lolled to one side before the vampire parted his lips.  She watched his fangs lengthen, scared of the wicked, yet seductive smile across his face. 

"Were you this good looking as a human?"

His fangs sunk into her neck.  "Better."

Pain followed by bliss made Miranda feel at ease.  Her body became light as a feather.  Her eyes shut, her body went limp. 

She would die in a matter of seconds.  She was certain.

Then her world blacked out.

 

Read all of Sascha Illyvich's full length novel, Dark Traders, just one of six brilliant stories in his acclaimed paranormal romance collection, Dark Sensualities and Primal Instincts.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

 

Sascha Illyvich first started writing seven years ago, first releasing poetry and an occasional short erotica story.  Sascha's books have been listed under the Road to Romance's Recommended read list, as well nominated for the CAPPA.

Sascha also is a regular
radio host for e-net radio show Radio Dentata

Visit him at:
http://saschai.literalseduction.net

 

 

Sascha's ebooks include:

 

Echo
's Odyssey – A Faery Erotic Romance

Stuck:  An Erotic Romance by Sascha Illyvich

Dark Traders: A vampiric love story by Alexandria Rayne

For Her Will-Femme
/Domme Erotica

The Claiming/Sacrifice

Her Male Slave

Mistress Anna and Other Scorching Tales of Erotica

 

Paperback:

Heavenly Bodies: Echo's Odyssey & Sacrifice

 

 

 

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