Saved By The Mafia Vampire
Episode 3
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Well then- [he’d pick her up] let’s get you inside.
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
Right.
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
[she’d put he hands around her neck]
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
(Wait wth am I doing?!) [she’d let go of her hands around his neck]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
(Vanessa is still here)
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
[he’d smile]
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
(Wondering what he’s smiling abo-)
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
Oh my-
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Yeah it’s massive, but it’s home.
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
For you maybe… [she’d answer]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
What did you just say?
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
I-uhh-I’m sorry sir. [she’d say]
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
(Oh sh*t I had upset him…)
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
You don’t have to be so formal with me.
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
Uhm, alright sir-wait sorry-Mr.Brekker.
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Pfft.
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Just call me Ronan.
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
[he started walking again and up the left staircase]
Later on travelling through Môre hallways they arrived in her room.
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Yeah, this is the best Nisha could do in this short time.
.Nisha (Maid).
Sorry I couldn’t do better master and miss.
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
(Why is she so formal with me? It’s like I’m staying here as his wife or something?)
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
It’s alright Nisha.
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
[he’d set her down on the bed and stepped away]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
If you ne-
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
What the f*ck do they want now?!💢[he’d growl]
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
[she’d flinch]
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
(What am I doing here?!)
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
(I’m going to get myself killed!!)
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
[he’d glance at her]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
I’m sorry.
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
I have to take this.❄️
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
[he’d pick up the phone walking out]
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
[she could hear shouting]
.Nisha (Maid).
[she moved closer, doing a curtsy]
.Nisha (Maid).
I’m your personal maid, Nisha.
.Nisha (Maid).
Very nice to finally see you again miss.
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
I-Uhm-uhh.
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
I’m not staying here…I’m leaving tomorrow.
.Nisha (Maid).
What? I thought Mas-
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
What?! 💢
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
[she’d stood up]
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
Hiss~ [she’d wince as she stepped on her foot again]
.Nisha (Maid).
Miss sit back down [she’d put her back on the bed]
.Nisha (Maid).
Master said that you will stay here until your foot gets better.
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
But I don’t want to stay here!💢 [she’d shout]
.Nisha (Maid).
I’m sorry miss, but I don’t have a say.
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
(What?!)
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
I’m leaving tomorrow and that’s final! [she’d pout]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
[he’d walk in]
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
[she’d fold her arms and glanced away]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Nisha can you excuse us for a moment.
.Nisha (Maid).
Anytime master , I’ll be just around the corner.
.Nisha (Maid).
Call me if you need me. [she’d step out]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
[he’d sigh raking his hand through his hair]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Fine…
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
Fine what? [she turned to look at him]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
You may leave tomorrow, just don’t rush into the night again.
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Order a cab.
There was a tint of worry in his voice.
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
(He’s worried about me?)
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
I-, t-thank you Mr.Brekker.
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
No, wait- I mean Ronan.
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Pfft. [he’d chuckle]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Now let me see that foot.
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
[he walked towards her before kneeling down and lifting her foot up]
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
[she’d glance at the window then, wondering]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Eish, that looks-
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
Ronan…
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Hmm? [he’d glance up at her]
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
Why do you care about me?
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
I don’t even know you.
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
But you do know me. [he’d say softly]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Yes, as mafia vampire.😅
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
(Idiot!!)
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
[she’d glare at him]
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
Not a funny joke.
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
[he’d shake his head and stood up]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Nisha. [he’d call]
.Nisha (Maid).
Yes master. [she walked into the room]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Can you put some healing lotion onto her foot and rub it in?
.Nisha (Maid).
Will do master.
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Thank you.
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
(He knows I can speak for myself, right?😶)
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
‘Right then, I have a meeting in 15 minutes and have to get ready.
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
So keep yourself out of trouble Va-
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
I’m not Vanessa, I’m Sarah.
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
[she’d murmur]
.Nisha (Maid).
[she’d grab the lotion and started spreading it on her foot]
.Ronan Brekker (ML).
Sorry Sarah. [he’d say a little embarrassed]
With one last look he exited the door and closed it.
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
Mafia’s, always thinking their the best.
.Nisha (Maid).
[she’d shake her head]
.Nisha (Maid).
He’s not like that miss. [she’d murmur standing up and walking away]
.Sarah Rogers (FL).
What do you mean he’s not like that?!
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