Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride

Chapter 462: A Date with a beloved Maid

Leona stood in the kitchen, humming while bent over the kitchen counter, preparing a delightful meal. Tak! Tak! Tak! The sound of her knife cutting various fruits and vegetables echoed along with her vocal rhythm.

“Hmm~ a date together in a foreign land.”

Ever since she became Nikolai’s lover, Leona found it challenging to suppress her inner woman; no longer able to act like his maid or bodyguard, she fused those roles and revelled in the affection he gave her.

Lust, affection, comfort and bliss.

“Ngh…”

She paused her body and leaned against the counter while taking a deep breath, her chest pressed against the hard surface, and her legs trembled.

Leona’s body looked fine, but in the neck of her shirt, the gap of her cleavage revealed hundreds of bruises and kiss marks.

John… you beast.

I know I said you can do anything…

But did you have to take my words at face value!?

My insides are still throbbing.

Unaware that the monster in her mind was about to walk through the door and cause her a little more pain, yet she continued to prepare their dinner.

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Nikolai POV

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Nikolai stepped out of the bedroom filled with Leona and Anya’s scent, the thick and sour smell of sex and his fluids. His face almost shone with the devilish smile drawn on his face in such a good mood that he bounced slightly with each step.

Leona was so lovely last night…

She kept asking for more and more, even when she made such a mess.

What a brilliant wife!

“Hm?”

A plump rump bounced from side to side, as a familiar pair of cheeks spread apart, revealing a lovely pair of black panties with flowers. Nikolai’s eyes narrowed, his steps slow as he crept towards Leona, who bent over the counter.

Pah!

“Kyan!?”

Unable to stop himself from slapping her huge buttocks with both hands, then squeezing the soft meat between his fingers until she whimpered and let go. Only to hug her back with both arms wrapped tightly around her chest.

“Hello, darling.”

“D-damn it, Nikolai…. that hurt so much!”

“You know I can’t help but grab your lovely little butt.” His low voice rumbled beside Leona’s ears as she pushed back against his body, the firm muscles crushing her soft flesh. And despite wanting to break free at first… she found herself enjoying the warmth and scent.

“You’re too lewd… didn’t we do it enough last night!?”

“I can never have enough of you, Leona.”

“Mmmph!?”

Thier lips pressed together, as she crushed a few tomatoes under her palms. Nikolai lifted her onto the counter, twisting her around while sucking on her tongue. “Leo. I love you. Never leave my side, Mmmmph.”

This time, Leona’s lips sealed Nikolai’s mouth…

At first, their relationship started by mistake, but from the moment they began bonding, both found each other’s affection scorching like the blazing sun.

“Haa…”

“Nnn….. you fool… Now I’m all wet and horny….”

“Hahaha! I won!”

Nikolai chuckled like a child who had won a game, while Leona frowned, yet her hands remained wrapped around his, stroking him affectionately.

“What would I do without you…”

“Nothing, because you can’t escape me now, Leo.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it… But… before we leave, baby…. look, it’s all wet…. and waiting for your—” she stopped speaking, and leaned closer, while pulling her panties to the side, revealing sticky threads coating her pubes as she muttered. “I want your cock.”

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An hour later…

Leona said, with messy hair, her buttons pulled open, her skirt pulled up her thighs, with holes in her tights, while panting and breathless.

“N….Never again…. Ha…. Haaa….”

Nikolai stood at the counter, wearing his pants and an apron while finishing the sandwiches and other snacks that Leona had tried to prepare beforehand.

“You should go enjoy a shower, I’ve booked some evening tickets to a movie in a Northern City, so we can go shopping together later and enjoy the drive through this small country.”

“I see…”

With unstable steps, Leona staggered to her room, looking back at the sight of her husband, who seemed unaffected by their active nightlife.

“I will get you back… just wait.”

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After leaving the apartment, Nikolai helped Leona into his car and jumped into his seat, looking at her with a cheeky smile.

Then he tapped the sound System.

“Let’s get going.”

“Mm.”

The Supra GTX purred like a predator, low and eager, its polished red frame cutting through the drizzle as Londis slowly faded behind them. The motorway stretched out in ribbons of grey, flanked by rolling green hills and the occasional squat factory that puffed smoke into the slate sky.

Nikolai leaned back in the leather seat, one hand relaxed on the wheel, the other draped lazily across the gearstick.

The engine thrummed under his control, every shift smooth, precise. Leona sat beside him, skirt neat, hair still damp from the shower, her legs crossed tight. She hummed along with the soft music playing from the dashboard, a strange British rock band that Nikolai didn’t know, all guitars and rain-soaked vocals.

“Feels strange,” she mumbled, eyes fixed on the road ahead.

“What does?”

“Being here. In this country. Driving with you, like some… normal couple.” Her lips curled faintly, but the words carried weight. “If anyone saw us, they’d never guess who we are… what we’ve done. Not to mention all your other wives… I feel lucky to experience this with you.”

Nikolai smirked, easing the car into the fast lane. “Good. Let them think we’re just tourists with too much time and money.”

“You make it sound easy.”

“It is, look at this card… It’s packed with ten million pounds. Take it.” He flicked her a glance. “With me here, I’ll make everything easy.” Her cheeks flushed, but she looked away, pretending to focus on the rain streaking the passenger window.

“D-Don’t waste too much money, what about the future?”

“I promise, our child will live like a royal.”

“Ah…” Her face became bright red as the corner of her lips curled into a smile.

The road carried them north, past old stone villages with sagging roofs, through tunnels that swallowed the car in orange light, then spat them back into damp countryside. Every so often, a lorry thundered past in the opposite lane, shaking the Supra with its wake.

By the time dusk fell, the motorway split them into Ironcaster.

The second-largest city in Britannia. A place of red-brick factories, soot-black spires, and streets crammed with pubs and glowing arcades. Neon signs lit the drizzle in streaks of pink and blue, splashing over the car’s hood as Nikolai pulled into the centre.

“Strange… despite the dirty and metal features…” Leona pressed her face close to the window like a child. “It’s beautiful.”

“Hmmm, this rusty and wet place?” Nikolai flicked the gears and chuckled. “The most beautiful wet place I know that’s rusty is your crotch…”

“W-What!?”

Her face looked shocked… then she realised it was because of her orange hair!

“You damn idiot… why are you so vulgar!?”

“Because, it’s fun to tease you.”

“Tch!”

Nikolai couldn’t help but regret his mouth. He didn’t understand what it was, but Leona made him so honest that he couldn’t lie or stop his stupid one-liners that usually got filtered by his brain.

“I’m sorry, I just can’t stop when I’m with you, Leona.”

“Really?” she asked. “Is it really because I am special to you?”

Leona’s wet eyes appeared to shine whenever he told her his feelings, whenever he mentioned she was special to him, her ears would pop out, almost getting caught in broad daylight.

“Yeah, you’re someone irreplaceable to me now.”

She lowered her head as the car slowed down. “Idiot… stop making my heart race…”

He parked in a narrow street lined with terraces and small cafes. The Supra drew stares from passers-by, especially the young men in tracksuits who lingered near the pubs. Nikolai ignored them, pulling Leona’s hand into his as they stepped out.

“Stay close to me.”

She squeezed his hand tightly. “Always.” Their fingers then intertwined.

“Cheesy little fox!”

“Who’s a fox!”

The pair’s atmosphere just seemed like a stupid couple to the rest of the people, and their interest faded after seeing the pretty strangers.

“So… shall we enjoy some shopping, babe?”

“Mm, let’s buy gifts for everyone.”

The city welcomed them with noise and light.

They wandered first through a covered arcade, a long glass-roofed hall lined with shops selling leather coats, vinyl records, sweets piled high in glass jars.

The air smelled of sugar and rain and wet dog.

Leona stopped at every window, tugging him to look. “That one would suit you.” She pointed at a dark trench coat with silver buttons.

“Too flashy,” Nikolai said.

“Flashy suits you.”

He bought it anyway, just to see her beam, and when he picked the naughty matching underwear for a woman, she hit him with her bag.

But still accepted two pairs…