Chapter 30: Vlad The Impaler

A wide living room with a long diamond chandelier hanging on the ceiling that emitted a luminous light came into view the moment they stepped into the house. In the middle were two long sofas facing each other with a glass table in-between. In the end, there stood long, wide stairs that led upstairs.

Adrik's eyes glanced around, and with his hands yanked into his pocket, he walked towards the stairs. He had just gotten close and was about to place his right foot on the first step when a butler scurried towards him and stood in front of him, preventing him from moving forward.

"I am sorry, sir, but you cannot move any further." The butler said and lower noded his back. "Please allow me to make your presence known to my master first."

Adrik lazily decreased his eyes and glanced at the butler. His face darkened, and he said with displeasure in his tone. "Get out of my way!" His voice startled the butler, but the butler adamantly stood on his spot, not showing any sign of moving.

Adrik's frown deepened, and he glanced at Alex beside him. Alex nodded and proceeded to react. However, a young man's voice resounded, halting him on his track.

"Don't you dare lay your filthy hands on him!" Both Adrik and Alex looked up only to see a young man, twenty-six years old, walling down the stairs while stroking a black cat in his arm. His neat, short, dark hair complimented his pale, flawless skin, and his sky blue eyes intently gazed at Adrik.

Adrik's green eyes leisurely stared at him, and he questioned him with an indifferent tone. "Where is your father?" The young man ignored him and strolled to stand in front of him. The butler took a bow and hurriedly exited the area.

The young man gazed at Adrik and scoffed, with a smirk on his lips. "Whatever you want to proclaim to my father, declare it to me first." He raised his eyebrows, and a smug expression emerged on his face.

Adrik's eyes glanced at Alex, and in response, Alex moved without hesitation. He grabbed the young man by the neck with one hand and hoisted him up into midair. "You dare speak to my Supreme Alpha in that manner!" Alex's cold tone echoed, sending shivers down the young man's body. The young man's eyes fluttered, and a deep fear flickered in his blue iris.

"Snap his neck," Adrik said to Alex with an indifferent tone and fixed his gaze on the stairs. The young man struggled within Alex's grip and tried to free himself, but it was to no avail. His sky blue eyes changed to a dark red and his fangs elongated. His pale skin turned paler and he struggled more to free himself.

Alex grinned wickedly at him and proceeded to snap his neck. However, the surroundings suddenly changed, and a silhouette quickly appeared, snatching the young man from Alex's grip. He threw the young man on the floor and sent a painful, strong punch to Alex's chest, causing Alex to take a flight back and crash into the stone wall. 

The young man fell to the floor and raised his head. His eyes fell on the silhouette, and deep fear reflected within them. "Fa-father." He stood up immediately and hurriedly took a deep bow.

"Adrik." The silhouette ignored his son on the ground and gazed intently at Adrik, who wasn't in the least surprised at his sudden appearance. 

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"Vlad." Adrik's lips arched up and he gazed at the silhouette that was known as the one and only Vlad the Impaler, the strongest and ruler of all vampires. His entire body was draped in a black cloak, and his dark raven short hair matched his pitch-black eyes, which complemented his pale skin and gave him the appearance of a young man.

"What brings you here?" Vlad asked with no expression on his face. Adrik glanced at the stairs and back to him, and a grin made its way to his lips. 

Vlad lazily blinked his eyes and turned to his son. His deep, cold voice sounded, clearly showing he was annoyed. "Demirkhan, let this be the first and last time you will ever interfere in my elderly matters, understand!?" His vicious pitch-black eyes glared at his son.

"Yes, father." Demirkhan's body shivered, and he took a bow. He glanced at his father one more time before disappearing out of sight.

Vlad turned to Adrik and gestured to him to go up the stairs. Adrik nodded and turned to glance at Alex, whose suit was dusty from crashing into the wall. He signaled to him to remain down here until he returned.

Adrik and Vlad slowly ambled upstairs, and they walked into a dark room that gave off a spooky vibe. Vlad switched on the light and gestured to Adrik to have a seat on the couch. He offered him a glass of red wine and walked over to another couch to sit down.

"What have you come here for?" Vlad crossed his legs and stared at Adrik, who was also seated with crossed legs and arms placed on the chair armrest.

"You, know what I'm here for." Adrik's face became expressionless, and his eyes menacingly stared at Vlad.

"I do not have any idea of what you are talking about." Vlad retorted with a lazy expression on his face. He spread his arms and also placed them on the chair armrest.

Adrik sipped from his glass of red wine, and a half-smile made its way to his lips. "Who is responsible for the burning down of my third company building?" His green pupils narrowed into a thin line, and he locked his eyes on Vlad.

Vlad fluttered his eyes and slightly nodded his head. "You think I am responsible?" A mysterious smile emerged on his blood-red lips, and he gazed intently at Adrik.

"You're a suspect. We are enemies after all, so it won't be a surprise to me. " Adrik interlocked his fingers and tilted his head to one side.

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