The Story of How You Met Raphael

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A/n: Requested Italian character. Also, you are the head of the Italian vampire clan.

"Sagnora?" my subjugate said quietly. I looked up sharply, not really wanting to be disturbed. She shrank back in fear.

"What?" She bowed her head at me.

"Signore Santiago is here to see you." 

I inwardly groaned. I didn't want to have to deal with business right now. Of course, I had too, and I would, because it was my job, but dealing with American vamps was not something I really wanted to do. 

Get it together, Y/n, I thought to myself. It's just a meeting.

I sighed. "After I feed off of you, go tell him I'll be down shortly."

She eagerly scampered over for my feeding. It was disgusting, really, how dependant the subjugates were on us. 

After I was done, I walked over to the mirror to fix my makeup and get rid of the blood on my face. Of course, I had to feed, but it would be disgraceful to show up to a formal meeting with blood on my face.

Once i had finished with that, I headed to the sitting room where the most gorgeous vampires I had ever seen was sitting in my chair. I didn't know how to handle the situation. But I didn't want him to know that his looks had any kind of effect on me. 

"Excuse me, Signore Santiago, but that's my chair." 

All he did was give me a bitch face and move to the wall by the door. Then he kinda just looked at me. It made me so frustrated that I slid back fully to my native tongue.

"Posso aiutarti in qualche modo?" (Can I help you with something?)

He gave me this look that said he had almost no idea what I just said, but then I watched him compare it to his knowledge of Spanish. Just to prove a point, it seemed, he responded in Spanish.

"No te conozco pero te ves bonita." I made my own comparison and smiled. (I don't know you but you look pretty.)

"Grazie, Signore Santiago." (Thank you, Mr. Santiago.)

He continued to speak Spanish and force me to mentally translate.

"Por favor, llámame Raphael." (Please, call me Raphael.)

I switched back to English, a common ground for us both.

"Okay, Raphael, how did this meeting turn into a scene of two vamps flirting while teaching each other our native language?"

His eyes grew wide at my audacity and shamelessness.




Sorry I'm a day late. I slept all day. Next is Magnus Bane. Hopefully later in the Central Time Zone day.

Happy reading!!! Practice social distancing!!!

XOXO
Tina

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