DayWOman | By : Alskl1ng Category: S through Z > Southern Vampire Views: 2416 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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CHAPTER 1
EPOV
“Pam. Have you got the ad ready for my new dayman?” I asked my only child as nicely as possible.
It had been 2 weeks since my last day man left, citing an inhospitable work environment and stress. He should had known what he was getting into working for a vampire. I tried glamouring him on numerous occasions to put up and shut up, but noticed a sharp decline in his work. I would like to be extra thorough in my next selection and find someone up to my standards. I was not an abusive or over demanding employer, but I expected results first and foremost.
“Yes, Eric.” She stated calmly.
I knew my child had worked tirelessly on this ad because she expected my dayman to also be at her service as well. How else would she be able to load up on all the newest couture? All on my dime of course. I needed to command her this time to not make this new underling into her scapegoat, when my credit card is conveniently missing and her closets stuffed with shoes I have never seen before.
I stopped thinking about my bratty child and requested the ad, “Let me see.” She handed over the ad. As I briefly scan over the requirements and duties required. She had deliberately left out any identification to the vampire requesting said services. If everyone knew that it was I, Eric Northman, looking for a dayman I would have to sort through the hordes of requests from fangbangers and spies from other states alike.
After my musings I said to Pam “Everything is agreeable. Please post this on monster.com and the other Supe job boards.” And yes, monster.com is run by a monster of sort, some type of demon I believe.
Taking the print-out back from me she cocked her head to the side and said, “I hope this one turns out better than the last one. Such incompetence. And the sweating. Every time he was in your presence, I wasn’t sure if he was going to bow down and lick your feet or pass out.” And with that she walked out the door. Shutting it noiselessly behind her.
Sitting behind my desk I answer a few more emails and text Pam to ensure that we are ready to interview by the end of the week. I rise from my chair and turn to my closet mirror, before I head out to enthrall the vermin. I’m feeling like a brunette tonight. It’s good to be me and maybe if my new dayman was a woman, I could mix a little business with pleasure. One could only hope.
A/N: Yes, I know it is freaking short. They get longer, I promise.
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