ALLURE OF THE NIGHT (C)

Chapters 371-380

When the day of the soiree arrived, Eve stood in front of the mirror in her room. She wore a wine-red gown that swept the marble floor when she walked. The gown had been sent to her two hours ago by Vincent for her to wear. The translucent sleeves reached up to her wrists, while the back of the dress had a deep back, which touched her lower back.

She had parted her golden blonde hair from the side, twisting and tying it into an elegant hairstyle. She pinned two little flowers on the side of her hair.

"A lot of carriages have lined up in the shed and the guests have entered the mansion. The Moriartys sure are a well known family with the kind of people I see this evening," Timotei said from the edge of the window, which he had only jumped on a few seconds ago. "Nervous?" He asked Eve.

"A little," Eve answered truthfully before asking the black cat, "Are the Hookes here?"

The cat raised his black paw and said, "They are missing. Probably coming late so that everyone can see them enter. I used to do that all the time," his black tail moved in the air.

"Might I say, you are dressed quite right for the occasion. But I doubt it is of your taste."

"Vincent chose the gown," Eve murmured, staring into her reflection. She then peeked outside the window and saw two more carriages enter through the mansion's gates. She wondered what Vincent was up to right now.

"The arrogant pureblooded vampire has taste in clothing. If I were in my vampire form, and not in this cat form, I would have surely accompanied you to this soiree," Timotei placed his paw on his chest to show how generous he was with his eyes closed. He opened his already narrowed green eyes and said, "Now only if you had turned me to a vampire from this cat form. But that's fine, who said you couldn't carry a cat with you as an accessory and mind you, I am more expensive than those diamonds or other jewels."

Timotei stopped talking when someone knocked on the door, and Eve responded, "Come in."

It was Alfie, and he informed her, "Ms. Barlow, the soiree is going to begin soon."

Eve nodded, exhaling air through her lips and said, "I will be right there."

"Yes, milady," Alfie bowed and left the place.

Before leaving the room, Eve gently said to Timotei, "I think you would do better in Allie's hands, than in mine."

The cat softly growled, remembering Eve's jealous lover who had thrown him into the bush.

When Eve reached the top of the stairs from the right side, at the same time, Marceline appeared on the left side. The young vampiress wore a green gown that showcased her dainty shoulders, while her gown flowed similarly to Eve's gown on the floor.

The two women's eyes met each other, and Marceline's face soured on noticing Eve's gown. It was a gown that appeared much better than the one she wore. She had wanted to buy a gown for the soiree, but with her cursed foot, she hadn't found time to do it.

The guests who stood near the end of the hallways and near the stairs their eyes fell on the two beautiful women at the top of the staircase. One was a woman with her golden hair and red-wine gown who looked enchanting, as if one could only find in their dreams. While the other woman, the vampiress in her dark green gown, looked as if she had stepped out of a painting.

Eve ignored Marceline after their last conversation and started to walk. Marceline didn't like anyone trying to overtake her, and she quickly started to climb down the stairs, such that the two reached the top of the last and long flight of stairs.

The guests stared at the two beautiful women, not knowing which one to concentrate on. Marceline held her head high as she demanded attention and respect, while on the other hand, Eve's eyes looked around and searched for Vincent.