My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything - Chapter 289

Chapter 289: Living On The Edge
Ezra stood outside Helena’s apartment building, his eyes scanning the dark street for any sign of danger.

He knew how tense the vampire population of the city was and how precarious his own situation was but despite that, he was here again, drawn like a moth to the flame. Or rather, a man to his cash.

He had received her call earlier in the night. The invitation he had told her to make in order to prove how committed he was to this affair with her. His better judgment screamed at him to stay hidden but doing so would undo all the work he had done to get to this stage.

He finished his security check around the immediate area and confirmed that there were no immediate dangers before teleporting into the stairwell of the building. The humans who inhabited the building were asleep except for one man who was inside his VR pod, enjoying a gaming experience.

When he arrived at her door, it was already open a crack, an unmistakable invitation for him to enter. He pushed it open gently and found her standing near the window, bathed in the soft glow of the city lights. Helena turned when she heard the door, her lips curving into a pleased smile as she saw him.

“Ezra,” she greeted, her voice warm. “You came.”

Ezra fixed a grin on his face as he closed the door behind him, walking over to her. “Of course, I did. How could I resist?” He ran a hand through his dark blue hair, still a little damp from the late-night air. “I know it’s not safe for me to be out and about, but I couldn’t help myself. You have that effect on me.”

Helena’s smile widened, clearly pleased with his words. “Do I now?” she teased, taking a step closer to him. She was wearing a soft, form-fitting robe that barely clung to her curves, her hair cascading over her shoulders. She looked like she had just stepped out of a shower, fresh and inviting. “You must have missed me terribly.”

Ezra laughed softly, visibly letting the tension in his body melt away for a moment. “I did,” he admitted, his voice dropping lower. “It seems I can’t stay away from you, even though I should.”

Helena’s eyes sparkled with satisfaction as she wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him closer. “Then I suppose it’s a good thing I called you. But this isn’t just about us,” she murmured, her tone growing more serious. She stepped back slightly, keeping her hands resting on his chest. “I’ve been trying to find a way to help you with your little Necromancer problem.”

Ezra furrowed his brows, feigning interest. He stayed alert, his mind tracking her hand on his chest. He needed to show he trusted her but it was harder than he’d thought it would be. “And?”

Helena sighed, her fingers trailing over his chest absently as she spoke. “I wasn’t able to find the Necromancer directly, but I found another way to reach him. I’ve established a line to feed him information. All you need to do is give me something. Something that would draw him out. I can bait him for you.”

Ezra’s mind raced as he considered her words. Gen’s plan was working. If Helena really had a way to get to the Necromancer, recovering his slush fund should be as easy as the alphabet. But he needed to know what Helena had in mind. How was she trying to play this?

“What kind of information?” Ezra asked, his tone measured as he watched her carefully.

Helena shrugged lightly. “Something big. Something that would make him curious, make him feel like he could gain something from it. The trick is to make him think it’s his idea.”

Ezra nodded, thinking about it. He turned away from her for a moment, pacing slowly across the room. His mind wandered to the farmer’s market.

His mind went to the amount of work they’d done to build layers of traps, set up contingencies just for this kind of situation. It had literally been refurbished to spring a trap on the Necromancer.

It would be a gamble to step foot in Southside at this point in time but with the state Ivo was in, it was a risk he was willing to take. That money was their ticket to a life of freedom. Well, relative freedom.

“The farmer’s market.” He muttered as if he was talking to himself before he turned back to face Helena. “We can use the farmer’s market.”

Helena raised an eyebrow. “You want to use the market as the trap?”

Ezra nodded in confirmation. “It’s the most convenient location I have for this right now. If the Necromancer hears I’ll turn up there, he’ll come looking for me, thinking it was his own idea. It’s perfect.” He smirked.

Helena seemed to ponder his words for a moment before nodding in agreement. “That could work.” She said. “If we make the market look like an opportunity for the Necromancer, something he can’t resist, he’ll come right into your hands.”

Ezra’s smirk widened, satisfied with the plan coming together. “Exactly. All you need to do is make sure the right pieces of information leak to him, and when he shows up, we’ll be ready.”

Helena moved closer to him again, her fingers brushing lightly against his arm. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Ezra. But then again, you won’t be here if you don’t enjoy living on the edge.”

“I don’t have much of a choice,” Ezra replied, his voice low. “I need that slush fund back, and if this is the only way to get it, then I’ll take the risk.”

Helena’s eyes lingered on his face, and for a moment, the air between them grew heavier, more charged. There was something unspoken in the way she looked at him, something that went beyond the usual games they played.

“You’re going to owe me for this,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear. “When all of this is over, I’ll expect my reward.”

Ezra chuckled softly, turning his head slightly to catch her gaze. “And what exactly do you have in mind for that reward?”

Helena’s lips curled into a wicked smile. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

With that, she closed the distance between them, her mouth pressing against his in a heated kiss. Ezra made himself relax into her touch, feeling the warmth of her body against his and the intoxicating scent of her skin all melted together, drawing him deeper into the moment.

As they broke apart, Helena smiled slyly. “Let’s make sure this trap works first, shall we?”