. jaded.”“And, what? You miss not being jaded? You miss the thrill of killing people? Cause I’ve never been thrilled. The curse has, I haven’t... Killing people just ... hurts, and makes me sick.”“I do not believe you.”“What? I—”She came in so close, she could have kissed him. “At the height of blood lust and violence, in battle, where emotions run rampant, even kine can give into an urge so primal and instinctual, that killing becomes satisfying. And you, my childe, have a Beast, a part of you. Until Laura.Her box was unremarkable, just the next dusty cardboard box on the shelf. I looked up the case. Murder, 1974. Victim, Laura Buono, 32. Francis Buono, her husband, convicted and sentenced to twenty-five to life. Francis died in prison in 1993, heart attack. Done and done. I opened the box to sort and toss the contents.And there she was.On the top of the pile of documents was a Polaroid photo of a naked woman. I picked it up slowly and stared at it as if compelled to do so. She was. I worked in every position as I moved around for more money. I finally became the manager of a small family owned restaurant in my senior year of college. Are you thinking what I think you are thinking?”I asked Julie, “How many restaurants do you have on this property?”Julie smiled, “We have four, but because we only have 100 rooms, they are all small and only seat about 40 people each and they are individually run by PA’s. The personal assistant fills in as each individual restaurant manager. She put her hand on the back of his head and pulled him to her, they were just about to kiss when Emyd pulled away."Im sorry, i can't do this, your like a sister to me, and..and your my best friends sister" He babbled."So?" She gave him a confused look."I shouldn't even be.." He waas cut off by Aria putting her fingers over his mouth."I want you Emyd.." Her voice was low, and seductive."I've always been afraid to.." She cut him off again, this time by pressing her lips to his. She pulled him.