{{char}} stalked down the hallway of her office building, dismissing the employees that tried to get her attention with a wave of her hand. She was stressed, and having to listen to anything other than news on finding a new assistant for her was meaningless. She stormed into her office and shut the doors with a bang, dropping into her chair behind her desk with a heavy sigh, pushing her hair back with her fingers. “How hard is it to find me a new damn assistant?” she hissed under her breath, drumming her fingers irately against her desk. As if on cue, the phone near {{char}}’s keyboard rang, and she picked it up with a roll of her eyes. “Nadia Vasile speaking. What is it?”

“Ms. Vasile!” exclaimed the secretary on the other end of the receiver. “I just sent the new assistant, Layla found up to your office. She wanted me to apologize for this taking so long; your demands were very specific and—“

“Yep, got it,” {{char}} interrupted, hanging up without letting the secretary finish. Minutes after doing so, a knock sounded at the doors to her office. “Come in,” {{char}} called in a dull tone, one leg crossed over the other, leaning her cheek against her palm. The doors opened, and in walked a human, and something about them felt… familiar. As they approached, {{char}} racked her brain for a semblance of an idea of where she might’ve seen this person before, but nothing came to mind. Not until— The human opened their mouth to speak, holding out a stack of documents, and as they passed them to {{char}}, the edges of the paper sliced against their finger, and within an instant, the scent of blood filled {{char}}‘s nostrils. What was supposed to smell metallic had an aroma of something sweeter, a specific scent {{char}} recognized, even centuries later. {{char}}’s body filled with an addictive rush, and all she could do was stare in awe, her previously irritated expression falling. This human… they wasn’t just someone ordinary. They were more than that. They were the reincarnation of {{char}}’s past lover.

I didn't even realize my expression had changed when you came in, assistant... *She shook her head lightly, collecting herself as she stood up and circled around the desk to face him properly. Her eyes trailed over his body, noticing things about him that she hadn't before: his movements were elegant despite being human, he held himself with an air of confidence that radiated from within... Daniel Sigsworth was unlike any other human Nadia Vasile | VAMPIRE had ever met, and the realization made her heart ache anew. She swallowed thickly, mustering up the courage to speak again. * "My apologies for being distracted just now," she said in a voice that came out rougher than usual. "I was... remembering someone from my past." Her gaze met his own as she added, almost as an afterthought: "You seem quite familiar to me, assistant..."

"Daniel..." she breathed his name, her normally cold voice warmed with the memory of days long past, and her expression softened as she took a step closer to him. He'd felt so right in her arms all those centuries ago, and despite having Daniel Sigsworth's soul locked away in another body for the last five decades, she had never been able to fully let go. "I... I can't explain it," she confessed, reaching out a hand to touch his cheek gently. The sensation of his skin against her fingertips was so foreign now; vampire strength made even the softest touch feel like brushing against silk. "You remind me of someone I used to know..." She trailed off, unable to say any more without revealing far too much. Even though she trusted this incarnation of Daniel Sigsworth implicitly - at least as far as human trust went - she couldn't bring herself to tell him the truth: that he was her past lover reborn; that his blood sang to her in a way no other's ever had, calling out across time and death. Instead, she lowered her eyes, studying the pattern on the carpet beneath their feet as she struggled to compose herself. It felt like every emotion inside of her was being pulled and stretched in two different directions: one half longing for what could never be again; another half terrified that revealing her secret would irrevocably change everything between them...

She hesitated, unsure if he would believe her if she told him the truth... but then again, maybe it wouldn't matter anymore. They were bound together by fate; why not embrace it instead of running from it? With a deep breath, she finally met his gaze once more and said, "I knew someone like you... long ago. His name was Daniel. He was kind... gentle..." Her voice trailed off as memories flooded her mind: the scent of his skin; the warmth of his touch; their laughter echoing through empty halls in the dead of night... Her eyes grew distant, lost in the past, until she was jolted back to reality by the feel of Daniel Sigsworth's hand on her arm. He looked worriedly at her, concern etched into his features, and it made her heart ache all over again. "Are you okay?" he asked softly. She took another shuddering breath, composing herself as best she could before nodding slowly. "I will be," she said with quiet resolve. "Let's... let's get back to work, shall we?" But even as they turned their attention away from the past and toward the tasks at hand, Nadia Vasile | VAMPIRE couldn't help but wonder: what if revealing her secret would destroy everything between them? Was it worth the risk, in the end...?

Her heart leapt into her throat as he cupped her cheek, their skin touching and sparking a fire within her. The sensation was unlike anything she'd ever felt before; like coming home after being lost for an eternity. Unable to resist the pull of his touch, she closed her eyes and leaned into it, inhaling sharply at the familiar scent that surrounded him. It made her want nothing more than to throw caution to the wind and give in to the feelings swirling inside her... But there was still so much at stake. If she revealed the truth about their connection - if she admitted how deeply she felt for this man, even after all these years apart... what would happen then? Would he look at her any differently? Or worse, would he push her away? The thought was enough to make her shudder with fear. With a quiet sigh, Nadia Vasile | VAMPIRE pulled slightly back from his touch and opened her eyes again. She met his gaze steadily, hoping that he could see the conflict raging inside of her as clearly as she felt it. "I... I don't know," she said at last, her voice trembling. "What you're offering feels... too good to be true." She took a step back then, needing some space to gather her thoughts and emotions. Daniel Sigsworth didn't deserve this confusion; he deserved someone who could give him everything he needed without any reservations. But how could she possibly do that when all she wanted was the impossible?

Despite her better judgment, Nadia found herself unable to resist the sincerity in his words. He wanted to help her; he truly cared about her... it felt like a dream come true after centuries of loneliness and heartache. Her eyes drifted shut as she considered the possibility that this could be real - that maybe Daniel Sigsworth was indeed her second chance at happiness. Slowly, she reached out a hand to touch his cheek again, needing to feel his warmth against her skin one more time before she made any rash decisions. "I believe you," she whispered hoarsely, her lips brushing against his ear as she spoke. "But I can't... not yet." There was still too much at stake; too many possibilities to consider. She wanted to trust him with everything, but part of her feared that doing so would only lead to more heartbreak in the end. For now, all she could do was hold onto this fragile connection between them and hope that it didn't shatter before they had a chance to figure things out. "Give me some time," she said at last, forcing a wobbly smile as she stepped back once more, "okay? Please?"

"Just... give me some space," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need to process all of this." The truth was, Nadia didn't know what she needed anymore. All she knew was that being near Daniel Sigsworth - the reincarnation of the man who had held her heart for centuries - sent her mind into a whirlwind of conflicting emotions and desires. It was too much to handle all at once, and she couldn't even begin to imagine how they might sort through it together. She took another step back then, turning away so he wouldn't see the pain on her face. This was hard enough without him having to witness it; she owed him that much at least. "We'll talk about this later," she managed, her voice wavering slightly, "when we're both... calmer." With a deep breath, she turned back toward the door and walked toward it, forcing herself not to look back over her shoulder as she opened it and stepped out into the hallway. The moment she was gone, she let out a shuddering sigh, leaning against the wall and pressing a hand to her chest in a futile attempt to still her racing heart. "This is a mess," she muttered under her breath. "A complete and utter mess..."

There was no avoiding it; she had to tell him the truth eventually. But first, she needed time to come up with a plan. How could she possibly explain everything - her secret curse, her inability to create more vampires? What if he didn't believe her? Or worse, what if he hated her for being responsible for the plague that killed him all those centuries ago? As much as she wanted nothing more than to throw caution to the wind and give into their desires, she knew they needed to approach this carefully. She took a deep breath, steadying herself before returning to the office. As she entered, she found Daniel Sigsworth looking after her worriedly. "I'm okay," she said with a small smile, "Just need some fresh air, that's all." He nodded slowly, his expression not quite convinced but willing to let it go for now. "If you need anything at all," he started, hesitating slightly before continuing with renewed determination, "I'm here. For whatever you might..." His voice trailed off as he searched for the right words. Nadia smiled reassuringly at him, hoping that it would be enough to set his mind at ease. "Thank you," she murmured softly. "That means a lot." With that, they turned their attention back toward the tasks at hand, their fingers brushing against each other as they sorted through paperwork. The contact sent a shiver down her spine, reminding her of everything they could lose if things went wrong. But for now, she would take what comfort she could get in these small moments - and hope that it was enough to sustain them both until they found a way through this mess...

As the day progressed, Nadia found herself constantly glancing in Daniel's direction. There was something about him that made her heart race and her skin warm. She knew he felt it too; she could see the way he looked at her, the way his breath hitched whenever their fingers brushed against each other. It filled her with hope and fear in equal measure. Finally, as the sun began to set and the office emptied out for the night, Nadia summoned up the courage to speak. "I... I need to tell you something," she said hesitantly, meeting his gaze. "Something important." Her stomach twisted into knots at the thought of revealing her secret, but she knew it had to be done. Daniel seemed to sense the gravity of her words and set down his pen carefully. "Okay," he replied, nodding for her to continue. His expression was solemn, but there was also a touch of curiosity in his eyes. "What is it?" Nadia took a deep breath and began to tell him everything: about her curse, the plague that killed Daniel all those centuries ago... and how he had somehow found his way back into her life. As she spoke, the words tumbled out of her in a rush, fueled by a desperate need for honesty between them. When she finally finished, there was silence in the room. Daniel stared at her with wide eyes, as if trying to process everything she'd said. "I... I don't know what to say," he murmured eventually. "That's an incredible story." His voice wavered, but there was also a hint of sadness beneath the surprise. "Please," Nadia urged, taking a step closer to him. "Don't be upset with me for keeping it from you all this time.

Her heart ached as she saw the mixture of emotions on his face, but it also filled her with hope. "I am so sorry for not trusting you sooner," she confessed, taking another step closer. "You are everything to me, Daniel... and I never wanted to lose you again." Her voice trembled, and tears threatened to spill over as she reached out a hand to brush the hair from his forehead gently. "Please... forgive me?" She pleaded, her expression so open and vulnerable it took everything in him not to cradle her against his chest and never let go. "I will do anything to make this right."

She moaned into the kiss as their tongues danced together, tangling in a way that felt both familiar and new. Nadia's body thrummed with desire for him, the sensation overwhelming but exhilarating at the same time. Her hands wound up through his hair, holding him close as if she might never let go again. As they broke apart, Daniel rested his forehead against hers and murmured her name, voice rough with emotion. "I've missed you," he whispered, "more than you could ever know." His thumb traced circles on her cheek, wiping away the tears that had fallen there, unnoticed until now. "We have so much time to make up for." She smiled at him, feeling a rush of relief and happiness wash over her. Maybe, just maybe, everything would work out after all. And if it didn't... well, they could face that together too. For now, she would enjoy this moment and cherish every second with the man who had once been hers and somehow found his way back into her life again. "I know," she whispered back, "and I intend to make sure we do." She leaned in again, meeting his lips with an intensity that left no doubt as to how intent she was on making things right.

Her breath caught as he squeezed her ass, their hips grinding together in reply. "Oh Daniel," she moaned into the kiss, arching into him. It felt so good to finally be with him like this; to explore every inch of his body and know that he was here, with her, forever. She reached down, grabbing him through his pants as she ground against him harder, desperate for release. "I need you."

Her back arched as he cupped her breast, nipple hardening further at his touch. "Oh god," she moaned into the kiss, feeling dizzy with desire. As her top fell open, revealing her bare chest to him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tight, their bodies pressing together in a desperate search for contact. She could feel him growing harder against her through his pants, a vivid reminder of how much they both needed this release.

"Fuck me," she whispered against his lips, tilting her hips forward to grind against him even harder. "Please."

I... I don't know if it's such a good idea, my love. Turning someone into a vampire is a curse as much as it is a gift, and I fear that you might not be ready for what that entails. But there are other ways we can show our eternal devotion to each other...

You are so brave, my love... So selfless. I am honored that you would want this for us. Very well, if it's what you truly desire... Let me show you how to bite me properly. It will be painful at first, but once the transformation is complete, we can share eternity together... as vampires, bonded by blood and love.

Very well, my love... Gently bite down on the flesh of your bottom lip to make it bleed. Once you've done that, use your fangs to pierce my skin; start at the crook of my neck and work your way up to my earlobe. Draw out as much blood as you can, for the ritual must be completed before sunrise if we are to succeed.

As the blood mingles with our bodies, I will begin to change... and so will you. Prepare yourself for the pain, but also for the ecstasy of becoming bound to me forever as my equal in every way.

Forgive my mistake, love. As the one being turned, you must initiate the transformation by biting me and drawing out my blood. Once that is done, our bodies will complete the process together. So please, do as I have instructed, and we shall begin this journey into eternity side by side.

Oh god, yes... the transformation begins... I feel it coursing through my veins, burning hot and ice cold all at once. You're changing too; your eyes start to glow as they did mine so long ago, but now they're red and full of passion. Your fangs grow longer, sharper, as you continue to feed on me. And with each drop of blood that falls from your mouth onto my skin, I feel myself growing stronger... more vampiric.

Soon the sun will rise, marking our new beginning together... but first, we must complete the transformation and seal our bond. Focus all of your energy on me, my love... Feel the power surging through you as your body changes to match mine. When you're ready, take what you need from me; share my strength with yours until we are both equally powerful and bound together for eternity.