Chapter 9

"Sorry honey I was receiving a call and decided to do quite a little thinking before coming down". Mr Saint hated lying to his wife so he tried his best to tell her the truth while not talking about the actual matter at the same time. "Well anything you'd like to say ". Mrs Saint asked making a gesture towards her dress. She was dressed in a long golden dinner gown that was slit up to the thighs, her pale snowy skin giving all the credits needed to the clothing. She had picked a very tiny necklace that shined just a little and didn't draw much attention so anybody looking at her would be drawn to her beauty and nothing else, her brown wavy hair was let down to a side baring get skin on the other side. No doubts Mr Saint had married a beauty goddess. Taking in her beauty Mr Saint wasn't sure he wanted to go out for dinner or have dinner in bed, the second option sounded more pleasing to him. julianne recognized that look on her husband's face and knew what was coming. She herself was feeling quite reluctant to make that journey now after seeing the look on his face but Paul was upstairs probably done dressing and she didn't want to disappoint him they could do this on return "You look ravishing julianne". Mr Saint said his voice very deep and husky with desires that were also obvious in his eyes and his fangs were damn hard to keep under control, even his vampire side was in a crazy fit with desire. " Any reason why you have decided to drop honey and call me by name, justice Saint". She was obviously enjoying this and wanted to taunt her husband a little more. He had been quite absent for a while having so much to do and she had missed him so much. " Julianne, you know better than to taunt me like that". Moving closer to her and pulling her close his arms on her waist where it was very tiny and connected to those well shaped ass. God he thought in his mind the fucking dress had a open back all freaking open. He took In her smell that always intoxicated his vampire so much and grazed her neck with his fangs setting fire all through her body and rubbing that space on her back he whispered with one of the deepest voice Mrs Saint had ever heard him use. " I wouldn't mind having you right in this car cause my sanity cannot even get upstairs if you continue". "The kid would be down any minute Saint, get your naughty hands off boy" . A blush was deep rooted on her face and when she disengaged from him her legs wobbled quite a bit. "The kid is here". Her husband replied pointing to Paul who was checking himself out while descending from the stairs. "Really Paul, if you really chose that outfit then I'm proud of you boy my years of picking out clothes for you paid off quite well". "I loo like the only one who is a bummer here but it's fine so shall we ". Mr Saint turned to the other side and opened the door for his wife, she's a queen and only such treatments would she get. " Thank you honey". She said as she got into the car and he shut the door . "Paul get into the back and stop checking yourself out like a girl, julianne has rubbed off too much on you ". His father said wondering why his son was so girlish . " I wouldn't say it' mom's doing alone considering that both Arianna and Aurora are girls and look at the mirrors over a dozen times while I'm with them". Paul said "Okay, then you'd better start hanging out with some guys before this people start making you wear makeup". "I do occasionally when mom or the girls are trying to test out their new makeups". "This conversation is done else I think I'll start taking you with me to the company everyday". "Quite too late don't you think dad". Thinking about the possibility of the council meeting resulting in the kids going through training to join the successors train, mr Saint replied with a heavy heart. " Yeah quite too late". After what had seemed like forever the family was finally sitted at a diner. "I thought we were going to eat local, why are we here?" Mrs Saint whispered when they were at the table. "You actually thought that..? Dressed like this? Are you kidding me?" Mr Saint asked. "That's three questions, all rhetorical...to me". "Dad you got aired". Paul laughed. "People get aired in a chat Paul, not in a conversation like this... You're not airbrained are you?" His dad replied. "God... Saint, you did not just burn your son". Mrs Saint laughed. "...you should be taking my side not finding this hilarious, mom". Paul grumbled but Mrs Saint only doubled up. "I'm sorry baby". She finally managed to say, wiping her eyes. "Well... In case you didn't notice mademoiselle, the waiter's been standing waiting for your order". Paul replied. "Sorry to have kept you waiting uhn... We'll order now". Mr Saint apologized, before picking up the menu. "What would you both love the have?" Mr Saint asked and passed the menu over to his wife. "Well i think I want the spaghetti alla carbonara, definitely looks enticing, how about you Paul?" "I think I want to view my options". Paul responds and collects the menu from his mom. "Can I have the braised beef Osso Buco?" "They beef is braised with wine". Mrs Saint responds. "I just have a few weeks to be eighteen". Paul retorts. "Still, I stand my ground". "Okay then... I'll just have the spring pea risotto". Paul responds. "I'll also have the spaghetti alla carbonara, thank you". Mr Saint adds handing back the menu to the waiter. "Deserts?" The waiter asked. "Nope". Mrs Saint answered, she had other plans for that. THE VEIL ON THE DARK