Tries and fails

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"I've defeated your minions!" Jesebel bragged as she entered the room. She didn't even allow the vampire a chance to reply before throwing a knife straight at the bathing vampire's face.

But without opening her eyes, Demmerain lifted a single foot and caught the knife between her toes. She then tossed it to the floor. "Minions is a strong word. That would imply they are servants and can be considered part of my private defenses. But that is not the case. What you have faced were animated articles of clothing. The maid uniforms clean my mansion. The gowns simply present themselves to me and go to the laundry room to clean themselves. A true vampire hunter wouldn't even consider them a threat, and yet here you are forced to wear one of my maid uniforms."

Jesebel blushed bright red. "You- you say that! But I haven't seen much else in terms of defenses besides that bride I ran into."

"Indeed, and you can thank your cute looks for that. I deactivated some of my messier traps. After all, a cute brat like you doesn't come along that often, it would be a waste to turn you into a puddle of blood and gore in my entry hall." She snapped her fingers again, and this time a loud crash rang out behind and below Jesebel. The hunter turned, startled by the sound, and looked over the railing.

The chandelier that hung above the entry hall had slammed down into the ground right inside the entryway, in the exact spot Jesebel had landed in after kicking down the doors. Her gut told her that she would have had a tough time dodging that if it had activated when she first arrived.

"I will admit, you put up a good fight against my lovely Sypha. Had your fight continued, you may have slain her." The vampire's tone had been a mix of laidback and condescending up until this point. But her next words took on an edge that sent a chill down Jesebel's spine. "Had you succeeded, I would have skinned you alive and inflicted a curse of masochism on you that made you orgasm a dozen times throughout the ordeal."

"I'm not afraid of you!" Jesebel protested, whirling around to confront the vampire. Only to realize the bathtub was empty.

The hunter felt something standing behind her, but before she could turn a pair of fangs sank into her neck. Hot pinpricks pierced her skin, and she felt her strength leaving her body as the powerful vampire Lilith Demmerain drank her blood.

Just as Jesebel felt so weak she could barely stand, the fangs pulled out of her neck and she was shoved forwards into the vampire's bedroom.

Demmerain spoke again, back to her original laidback tone. "But fortunately for you, you're as weak as you are cute. Now, get on all fours and crawl into my bed."