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HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION
HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION
Penulis: Dedun_Herself

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Penulis: Dedun_Herself
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2023-08-05 21:06:02

BULGARIA, 1923.

His eyes travelled around the scanty bar, and just when he was about to pick up his tumbler, his eyes settled on the blonde-haired woman, who had her hair in a high up-do. Her beauty and the poise at which she strutted from her seat and headed out the door wasn't what caught his attention.

It wasn't the muffler on her neck either.

It was the part of her neck where the shawl wasn't covering. The strong smell of fresh blood hit him and he froze in his seat, taking in the double holes that were punctured on her neck.

She had just been bitten.

He could tell.

And that only told him the one thing he was scared of confirming because he knew he didn't feed on that woman.

They are here.

He downed the rest of his whiskey at a go, shooting up from the bar stool. The bartender happened to walk in at that moment. He latched onto the collar of his shirt, raising him to eye level like he weighed nothing. He peered at him intently. The bartender struggled valiantly in his arms, trying to pry himself out of his arms, but he was stronger.

"You didn't see anyone. No one has been here tonight." His voice was laced with so much venom and audaciousness. The bartender's body, as though he had just been drenched in a bucket of his, went limp in his hands. He stopped struggling.

"I didn't see anyone. No one has been here tonight." The bartender repeated like a puppet, whom someone was pulling his strings to their satisfaction.

His eyes flashed with rage and he threw him to the floor, moving out of the bar with an inhumane speed.

The dark-haired man he came in contact with at the doorstep bared his fangs at him, ready to lunge at him, but he was faster. He jammed his hands into his chest, ripping his heart out. The Vampire's body fell to the floor with a thud, accompanied by the shrinking sound of flesh, indicating that the blood in his veins was drying out.

He watched his body turn ash pale before he proceeded to leave the bar. His sight and senses were enhanced as he trudged forward with hastened steps. It gave him an advantage because he could sense the movement behind him. His attacker, another Vampire, wanted to get a hold of him, but he evaded his attack swiftly, snapping his neck from behind.

His eyes wandered into the night frantically. Uncertainty lodged within him, amplifying the fear he was desperately trying to conceal.

He knew there were more. It was only a matter of time before they caught up to him. With a renewed sense of energy, he disappeared into the night. He was almost tripping over his heels when he got to his hideout.

A surge of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the darkness surrounding the entire neighbourhood with a silvery essence. The sudden ear-splitting sound appeared to spark his anxiety as he trudged into the house, stepping into the dimly lit room.

The smell of blood lingered in the air, appealing to his senses.

The Victorian-themed room looked a little dusty, with two candles being the only source of light. The fiery light that emanated from the candles illuminated the feminine figure sprawled on the bed in a dried pool of blood. Her ginger-red hair was sticking around in different directions on the mattress, barely covering her porcelain back.

The dried patches of blood around her neck lured him into a blood frenzy for a while. He could feel his fangs poking the inner part of his lips. His throat felt a little scratchy and his emotions were heightened.

He groaned, reluctantly peeling his eyes off her figure before walking toward the hidden compartment beneath the wooden floor. He retrieved the old box from there, going ahead to stuff it to the brim with necessities.

As he filled up the box, unease enveloped him, coupled with a sense of foreboding. And for a moment, he thought of how long he was going to keep running, just so he could evade the inevitable.

"For as long as it takes," He muttered to himself, shrugged on his coat and dashed out of the house.

The moment he stepped out of the house, he could sense an unnerving presence in the surroundings, and his eyes darted around, zeroing in on a feminine frame that emerged from the darkness. He furrowed his brows, confusion plaguing him.

On cue, she swung her hair in his direction and a terrific crack of thunder shot through the air. The deafening sound swallowed the neighbourhood whole, reverberating through the core of the earth. The abrupt shockwave travelled through the air, accompanied by an unnerving wind that rattled the windows and doors, slamming them against their hinges.

Her jet-black hair, as though controlled by the wind, swept off her face, revealing a pair of cold amethyst orbs that clashed with his, compelling him to take a step backwards. Her white dress flowed in sync with the breeze as she traipsed forward like she had all the time in the world.

The steady thumping of her heart had him deducing the kind of species she was because he was so sure that there was no way she was a human. A human wouldn't act like she had nature wrapped around her fingers.

She stopped right in front of him, tilting her head to the side and he scoffed.

"Get out of my way, witch." He spat out with so much disdain.

"Come with me," Her silky voice was laced with softness, yet her eyes displayed no emotions.

"I am not going anywhere with you!" He shot at her through gritted teeth.

"You need me and you know it." She said without mincing words, keeping her eyes on him.

"They will be here any moment now. You can either stay here and go against them alone or you can come with me and we will figure it out together. Your call." She stretched her hand forth, waiting patiently for him to take it.

He glared at her outstretched palm, his eyes darting to and fro the night and her small hand. He knew they would be here any moment now and the thought of them catching up with him terrified him. He also didn't trust the purple-eyed witch in front of him.

But then, he would rather deal with uncertainty than the inevitable. So, he eyed her palm wearily before slipping his palm onto her warm one.

The last thing he heard was her muttering some strange words under her breath and they disappeared into the night.

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  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER ONE

    |•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|"Awww, don't worry, sweetheart. It's all going to be over soon."Those two sentences—the last line of the chapter of the book I was currently reading, which had me hooked—echoed in my head. It thinned out the incessant chatters of the Café customers and the soft music in the background.The noise, which got under my skin, dissipated into nothingness, replaced by the words, which seemed to amplify my curiosity the more I dwelled on it. It rendered me restless and absentminded. A slimy substance splashed all over my face abruptly, filtering into my eyes and it had me blinking rapidly at the stinging sensation it left inside of them.I dropped the sponge in my hands, bringing them to my eyes to wipe the liquid off, but the stinging sensation only worsened.The mocking giggles that filled the air gave me an inkling of what was going on. Goddammit.I pried my eyes open. They watered effortlessly because of how badly they stung, but I didn't snap them shut. My eyes lan

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  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER TWO

    |•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|The shrill sound of my alarm clock jolted me upright and I flinched, whipping my head up from the reading table. The unceasing sound had me groaning and I slammed my palm on the button to shut it down. I whimpered, propping my elbows on the desk but the rattling sound of my keyboard had me retracting them. I brought my hand to my face to brush my hair off but the glasses perched on the bridge of my nose obstructed me."God, I didn't." I groaned in distaste. I had fallen asleep by my reading table again. The dark screen of my laptop stared back at me. I glided my finger on the touchpad and it came on. The blank page on Microsoft Word had its mocking eyes pinned on me, causing me to release a frustrating sigh. I knew I should have just gone to bed when I came back from work yesternight but silly me wanted to see if I could come up with anything so that I could meet up with deadlines. And just like always, I slept off.Hissing thro

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  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER THREE

    |•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|I sprinted into the Café, nearly knocking a customer over her feet. The redhead woman cast me a disgruntled look, and walked past me, but not without muttering some incoherent words. I didn't get a chance to apologise because I was struggling to catch my breath while adjusting the strap of my bag around my shoulder. I squeezed my eyes shut, brushing my unpacked hair off my sweaty face. Then, I drew in a long breath and dragged it out slowly.My breathing was a little stable but it was still coming out in pants. I used that opportunity to allow my eyes to wander around the bustling Café in search of Tania. When I didn't see her, relief washed over me because I wouldn't want her deducting my pay. And with that, I skipped over to the counter. Charlotte moved away from the espresso machine, rushing over to me with furrowed brows."Des, you are late." Her tone was a little chiding and I sighed."I am sorry. I had an impromptu test." I answe

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  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER FOUR

    |•| ANDRÉ BAUDELAIRE |•|"Get your hands off me! Asshole!" The redhead's enraged voice was heavy with malice, enveloping the nearly empty street in its shrill resonance and I found myself wincing in irritation where I leaned on the black SUV, watching her every move like a hawk."Leave," The biggest of the bouncers ordered her."Lux club is not for a cheap whore like you." He added, and the two other bouncers snickered between themselves."Oh, fuck you!" She yelled. The quaver in her voice indicated that tears were beginning to well up in her eyes and it was so obvious that she was hurt by the abusive words they were hauling at her."I never wanted to come anyway!" She added in a weak attempt to defend herself. She let out a scream of frustration, stomping off and pulling down her red dress at intervals while their sardonic laughter echoed behind her.They spun on their heels after confirming that she wasn't coming back, heading back to the entrance of the clu

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  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER FIVE

    |•| DESIRÉE' DOYLE |•|Half the class had engaged themselves in something else that wasn't listening to the professor by the projector. It was as though he was ranting non-stop. A few minutes ago, before I got immersed in what I was doing, I had overheard two students flirting behind me and it was so cringe.It made my skin crawl with disgust.The murmurings that lingered in the air, coupled with the aggressive taps of fingers against the keyboard were very distracting and I found the sound upsetting because it kept invading my thoughts, diverting my attention elsewhere.I propped my jaw on my elbow, navigating my cursor on the news site I was currently in. As I scrolled past each paragraph, I could feel my heart being ripped to shreds, clenching in pain at the sight of the dead girl, whose picture had gone viral.Her cause of death was said to be an animal attack and it had me peering at the picture since because I was torn between believing the fact that it was truly an animal atta

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  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER SIX

    |•| ANDRÉ BAUDELAIRE |•|The smell of books was one of my favourite things in the world—old ones, specifically—they oozed off the most unrefined and effortlessly appealing smell. A mix of ancient leather, woods and a hint of ink and dust, alongside a speck of vanilla.In one word. Heaven.The only thing akin to noise in the library I was, was the constant flipping of the classical novel in my hands. I wasn't reading. I was too absent-minded to do that. I just sat in the chair, drowning in the scent that nulled my senses and was slowly luring me to sleep.It was my safe haven, but right now, it didn't feel like that. It felt like a distraction and I hated it. I hated the fact that I had to shove the very thing I didn't want to think about at the back of my mind. And despite that thought being so far away, I could still feel it flickering, threatening to resurface.I have always loved being alone with my thoughts. That solitude, that momentary peace, was something I looked forward to.B

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  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER SEVEN

    |•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|The clicking of my pen got louder as I chewed on my lips, staring at the papers that were strewn on my legs, given as I was seated in a monk style in the front seat of Iris'car.There were tons of them on my lap but my attention was slashed. Heck, I was barely paying attention to what I was struggling to piece together and it had me wondering if I didn't make a colossal mistake wearing a Grey sweater.My mind was torn between the colour of my sweater, alongside the thoughts that came with it and the papers before me. The incessant clicking of my pen was to keep me in the loop but even the sound was beginning to sound so distant.All I could make out on the papers were a pair of intense Grey eyes that flashed in my mind, now and then. It was so vivid. It felt like he was staring back at him and every single thought of him kept resurfacing.I was so baffled about his sudden disappearance at the Café and if I didn't know any better, I would say I was losing my mind.

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  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER EIGHT

    |•| ANDRÉ BAUDELAIRE |•|Her voice. Soft, sensuous and melodic, triumphed over the occasional clatters of utensils, the unceasing chattering that belonged to the customers trooping in and out of the Cafe and the whooshing of cars that sped past the bustling road."Don't worry, Charlotte. I have got it." She dismissed her friend."But—""I swear, I'll handle it.""Fine," Her friend resigned.Each word was laced with a soothing amount of softness that struck me like a form of hypnosis where I stood across the street, debating on whether to head for the Café or turn around and head back home. It was like a strong compulsion, the more I resisted, the harder my restraint waned.Despite the distance between us, I could feel her aura so strongly. It oozed off her in waves. An enchanting allure of softness and innocence that called out to me like a beacon. The same way it did the first time I laid my eyes on her.It wasn't until she got to me that I realised that the smell of Jasmine that lin

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  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO

    |•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|“So, do you sleep?” I asked the grey-eyed man leaning against the kitchen cabinet. A curious smile pulled at the corner of my lips.He chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. “You are very curious, aren't you?”“Hey!” I chided him, laughing as I chopped the bell peppers on the tray. “You can't blame me. I have had a lot I have been wanting to ask you.” I defended myself with a Cheshire grin.It was nightfall. André and I were in the kitchen in the Castle. I was staying over at his place and he told me he wanted to cook me dinner. I didn't oppose but I strongly wanted to help out. I didn't just want to sit upstairs and leave the cooking to him alone. I'd be bored out of my mind.I knew I could have chosen to catch up on the books I wanted to read but a huge part of me wanted to spend time with him.I'd have asked him since I found out about what he was but let's just say we have been too busy catching up. André was insatiable. He want

  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE

    |•| ANDRÉ BAUDELAIRE |•|The classical novel in my hands dived down on the list of things that grabbed my attention when I look up for the umpteenth time tonight.A view of sheer perfection unfolded before me.Her wavy honey blonde hair was swept up in a neat high ponytail, the strands swishing sideways as she bobbed her head occasionally, scribbling down in her hitting pad as her eyes drifted between the screen of her laptop and her note.Her full perfectly glossed lips were pulled in a light frown, her thick dark lashes fluttering now and then. Her blue eyes were overly luminous because of the blue lights oozing off the screen of the device.Her fair skin that could easily suffer a mark popped with an empyrean glow that was as bewitching as it was captivating.I couldn't get enough of her just sitting there and focusing on school work.Heck, I couldn't control the dark, possessive rage that swept through me for a moment because I wasn't the object of her attention

  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER SEVENTY

    |•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|“Do you want me to pick you two up later?” the chauffeur’s eyes strayed to us through the rearview mirror and I'm forced to look up from the book in my hands. My gaze intuitively flowed towards the dark-haired girl beside me as she worked her fingers through her voluminous curls that she surprisingly let down today, a black shade perched on the bridge of her nose.“No, Idris.” She met his eyes. “Just send my car over. Des and I will head back home together. “Come on.” She said to me, leading us out of the car.The car sped out of the parking lot in no time, leaving the two of us alone. My attention was fixated on the car awkwardly, watching it disappear into the busy streets of NocturneVille. “You have barely spent five minutes with me and you have a book in your hand already.” Iris spoke up sarcastically.My head snapped towards her, my eyes widening a fraction. “What? No! That's not true.”“Isn't it?” she hit me with her best intimidating yet subtle

  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN

    |•| ANDRÉ BAUDELAIRE |•| I didn't think the Castle was going to be empty when I returned. As much as Ophelia liked to step out for fresh air, she hated being in town. It was contrasting because even when she knew she wasn't particularly a fan of being outdoors, she'd still step out to feel connected to the world around her. She claimed that being outdoors was always too hostile for her—for her magic. But it didn't mean that if push came to shove, she wouldn't outrightly discard that and do whatever she needed to do. Just like she had been poking her nose in what wasn't her business recently. A necessary evil, she claimed. She wasn't in the garden and certainly wasn't in the woods either. So, there was only one place she could be. A place she hadn't been in about three decades now. The church. The populace that attended the NocturneVille Church had drastically reduced over the years. Most especially since people began turning up

  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE

    |•| ANDRÉ BAUDELAIRE |•| I didn't think the Castle was going to be empty when I returned. As much as Ophelia liked to step out for fresh air, she hated being in town. It was contrasting because even when she knew she wasn't particularly a fan of being outdoors, she'd still step out to feel connected to the world around her. She claimed that being outdoors was always too hostile for her—for her magic. But it didn't mean that if push came to shove, she wouldn't outrightly discard that and do whatever she needed to do. Just like she had been poking her nose in what wasn't her business recently. A necessary evil, she claimed. She wasn't in the garden and certainly wasn't in the woods either. So, there was only one place she could be. A place she hadn't been in about three decades now. The church. The populace that attended the NocturneVille Church had drastically reduced over the years. Most especially since people began turning up dead recently. So much for having faith,

  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT

    |•| DÉSIRÉE DOYLE |•|I stirred awake, catching a whiff of his aftershave lingering on the sheets that were carelessly wrapped around me.I pushed my hair off my face tiredly, my eyes drifting through the room, catching my panties lying carelessly away from the bed—a blush crept up my neck to my face—before it occurred to me that he wasn't in the room with me.Unlike the first time I woke up in bed with him to find him missing, I wasn't freaking out and going out of my mind. Instead, it gave me time to come to terms with the fact that we spent the entire night exploring our bodies. But somehow, I feared that it might not have been enough because I lacked experience in bed and I might not have been able to satisfy him last night.My chest twisted, and embarrassment washed over me. I didn't know why my insecurities decided to weaponize themselves against me, conjuring an image of a dark-haired bitch pleasing André in ways I never would. A frown mounted on my face, and I shook my head to

  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN

    |•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|The moment those words left my lips, I knew I had just allowed everything else to go up in flames. I knew I was venturing towards an edge that'd change everything, but a huge part of me didn't care.Andre's eyes thickened with want, his breath shallow and heavy. I could see the restraint swimming in his eyes, even though his hunger for me was slowly overshadowing.“You have to understand that there's no coming back from this. Do you really want to risk everything and completely blur the lines between what we have?” he whispered.“I don't care. I am not going to stay in a world where you do not exist.” The weight of my words released a sharp breath from him, his eyes conveying his surprise.“You'll be the death of me.” His knuckles glided over the skin of my face in a dainty caress and my skin erupted in flames.I inched forward desperately, brushing his lips against my tentatively. With the way he crashed his lips against mine, stealing my breath from my lungs, I

  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX

    |•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|I drowned out the eerie silence trailing behind me from outside when I stepped into my apartment. I switched on the lights, tossing my bag somewhere in the disorganised space. My muscles and limbs ached from standing all day and I could barely feel my legs. The only thing I wanted to do was to get in bed and sleep the whole day.I shimmied out of my jeans, kicked off my sneakers, and sauntered into the kitchen to fetch myself a glass of water.I didn't miss how weird the atmosphere seemed when I came back to the living room. It flat-out felt like I was being watched, goosebumps creeping onto my skin. The coldness from the inside radiated outwards and I felt myself shiver from the effect. Even if I wanted to dismiss everything. I couldn't dismiss the sheer curtains that were blowing fiercely. I mentally cursed myself for forgetting to lock the windows.I suppressed a shiver, garnering the courage to advance forward. I hastily dropped my glass of water on the centr

  • HER PERFECT RUIN, HIS PERFECT REDEMPTION   CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE

    |•| DESIRÉE DOYLE |•|I hummed in satisfaction, wiggling my newly painted nails under the lights hanging over the Queen-sized bed of Iris’ room. I had doubts about trying red colour on my fingers but I didn't think it'd turn out so well. I giggled, picking up my book and throwing the covers over my head to continue reading.The door to the bathroom was abrasively flung open, causing me to push the covers off my body at once. With furrowed brows, my gaze flitted to the taller girl marching into her closet like a giant alien. A worried sigh escaped me, my eyes fixed intently on the entrance leading to the closet as I patiently waited for her to step out.Iris’ mood swings can be linked to two things. Her hormones and the possibility of someone getting on her nerves. It was either the first one or the second one. It could be both at times too and it always made her a ticking time bomb threatening to go off. However, call it a gut feeling or whatever, but I strongly believed that it wasn'

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