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“I’m her pet.” He repeated, not really paying attention to her, but focusing on Sangre door instead. He then glanced back at the red hair woman named, Marina. “Why does it matter?” He looked back at the door then began to walk towards it. He wanted to know why Sangre got so mad. What did this woman do to piss her off so badly. If Sangre wanted him to, he would rip off Marinas head for her.

Travis just closed his eyes and started to drink the blood from the wound. He began to calm down slightly.

Marina cleared her throat.

"You'll see her in a few minutes," she told Lucian. "She'll be out. For now, just please hang back and don't get in the way of the technicians. Thank you."

Sangre could be heard ranting and raving inside the dressing rooms.

"Who does that little WENCH think she is?! Making me wear those ******** things - I am NOT some dress-up doll!"

There was an muffled crash, and a panicking employee was heard.

"Ah! Sangre! Please calm down! We have to do your make-up!"

Then another, calmer female voice drifted through the door.

"Sangre, have you decided what outfit you're going to wear?"

Sangre's reply was immediate.

"No. Never. ******** you."

So was the other woman's.

"Fine then. I'm choosing for you. This one."

There was another crash and a shatter. <******** YOU!"

"Ah! Sangre! The eyeshadow!"

Another woman in a black pencil skirt and button-up blouse stepped out of the changing rooms and closed the door behind her, walking up to Marina.

Marina smiled.

"So you chose then, Elizabeth."

The blond nodded, her eyes flashing.

"Yes," she replied. "She'll be out in a few minutes." There was another crash from in the dressing rooms, and Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "If she doesn't break everything IN there, first."

Marina sighed dramatically.

"Ah, what pre-Madonnas we nurture," she stated simply.

About thirty minutes passed, and there was silence from inside the dressing rooms.

Marina blinked.

"Well, my dear?" She called, walking over there. "Are you done?"

Sangre's voice was seething and dark on the other ******** you, Marina. ******** you a thousand times over." There was silence for a moment. "And yes. Yes I'm done."

Marina smiled.

"Good!" She replied. "Come on out then!"

Slowly, the door opened, and Sangre stepped out, beet red.

"I hate you, Marina," she managed to bite out, completely embarrassed.

She wasn't wearing black pants and a lacy black top.

She was wearing lingerie. Really SEXY lingerie.

((And here is the pic!
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Still holding him restrained, "Travis?" Her head reeling and her stomach jumping in protest.

Her body released the tensin it had been holding and collapsed beside him automatically untangling her legs from his. Her breathing heavy and her stomach wouldn't cease it's rampant protest.

Lucian was observing the food when Sangre came out. At first his eyes lit up with amusement then quickly turned dark. Jealousy radiated from every pore. What she was wearing was only meant for him to see, no one else...he thought. All the Human males that are going to drool over her pictures were already infuriating him. He glided over to her and wrapped his arms around her, trying best to cover her as much as possible. ‘I should have kidnapped her and never let her come here.’ Sighing softly in her ear, he whispered only for her ears, “Mistress, you look good enough to eat.” His lips trailed down to her neck and nibbled her shoulder, trying to make her more relax and comfortable.

(((You wrote a lot that time lol)))

"Dammit!" Travis said, then looked around, trying to think of what to do to help Yuzuki.