Belle Adams' Butler

Councilman Joshua was left to shout as much as he wanted, and after ten minutes, an irritated rabbit came out of one of the rooms in the mansion, "Someone tape his damn mouth!" 

Barron continued to walk to come and stand in front of the councilman, "Have you not learned that no one is going to help you here? One more sound and I will stuff cotton in your mouth. Lucas!" Barron called, trying to search the butler of the mansion who had gone to the kitchen like it was a normal day and they were back to cooking. 

The maids wearily moved in the room, the thought of someone dead and other creatures living in this mansion made them believe that the mansion was indeed haunted for some time now. 

"Lucas!" the rabbit entered the kitchen, "You have a visitor." 

At the name of the visitor, everyone's eyes shifted to look at the white rabbit who stood at the door to look at Lucas, "Who is it?" asked Lucas. Wiping his hands and walking towards the rabbit and then past him, making his way towards the halls. 

When Lucas reached the hallways, there was no one there, but he could hear the voices of Belle and the guest's from the drawing-room. He then entered the room, his footsteps firm on the ground to stop when he saw who it was. 

"Lucas!" the man greeted him who sat close to Belle right now. 

"Good evening, Mr. Clifton," Lucas wished the man, but he didn't bow his head in greeting. 

"George said he was in town for the next four days and thought to come to visit here," Belle informed with an innocent smile and Lucas returned it with a subtle smile, but it didn't reach up to his eyes. 

The man had a bright smile on his lips, one that would put people around him at ease. Brown hair, red eyes. The Clifton's were acquainted with the Adams' family, which was how Belle knew the man since she was a young girl. 

Lucas had very low tolerance when it came to people and almost ninety-nine percent of the time he imagined them being dragged into the woods by him and being buried in the ground after killing them off. He wasn't too keen with the Clifton's and not to forget George liked Belle. 

"I was wondering if he could stay here," Belle said, who was oblivious to George's feelings towards her, "I asked Barn to park the carriage in our shed as George can make use of our carriage, right?" 

He didn't know why she was asking him if she had already got his carriage settled and where he would be provided with accommodation in this mansion. Like Simone, George was a friend of Belle, and if Lucas had been keeping a thin line between Simone and Belle, he would have George be thrown in the sea. Lucas was protective about Belle, but the feeling right now was different as he loved her and he wasn't just her guardian any more. 

George smiled at Belle's words, and he said to Lucas, "I was going to stay in the inn near the Lord's mansion as I need to get some of the papers checked by him, but Belle insisted that I stay here." 

"She is a sweet girl," Lucas chimed. This careless rabbit, thought Lucas to himself. 

"Why don't you go rest, Mr. Clifton? The maid will show you to your room," said Lucas, raising his hand for the maid who was walking by to come and stand behind Lucas. 

"You are right. I am too tired from the three days journey. I have a lot to catch up with Belle," said George getting up, he patted Belle's head that had Lucas narrow his eyes at that action, "I will see you at dinner," said the vampire who followed the maid. 

Belle was ready to leave the room when Lucas placed his hand on the door, blocking her way. She gave him a look of surprise, "What were you thinking inviting him to stay here?" he asked Belle, his eyes narrowed down. 

"George was in town, and he didn't have any place to stay. It would be rude to have him stay in the inn," Belle stepped back when Lucas took a step forward, having her corner against the wall, "What? It would give a good alibi that nothing is going on in here and everything is normal," she shrugged her shoulders. 

"Such a troublesome girl," he muttered under his breath, "The mansion has already too many guests. Do you think he's going to sit still? He will need to be watched, and the maids cannot be around him for too long because they have work to do."

"We can keep him company. The servants are now aware of what's going on; they will manage it. You worry about nothing."

Lucas stepped close to her, his head touching her forehead, "Belle. Barron and I will be going to the graves tonight. I won't be here at the time of night."

Belle gave him a questionable look, "Why do you need to go to the graves? Are you going to the land of the dead?"

"No, not the land of the dead. We need to find the difference between the people who have died and the bodies that the spirit took form. As Barron is from the land of the dead he will be useful instead of guarding the house," Belle agreed to the last sentence. Having Barron alone here would only make things far more chaotic, "I don't want to leave you here all alone," he closed his eyes. 

"How am I alone? There's George and also the councilman," she answered, and he sighed. That was the problem. He would be leaving her here all alone with that man. 

He pulled back, "Make sure you keep some distance. And don't allow him to pat you so freely," he said, slightly annoyed, and Belle raised her brows. Was Lucas Jealous? "Okay?" he asked her, and she nodded her head with a wide smile.

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