Dark Love-ch.1

Sitting on a train for the first time is fun, but not when moving to a new town. New slate, new friends, new everything. She loves listening to her parents and grandparents reminiscing about the 'good old days'; now it's the year 2025, everything is scary and high tech. This city supposed to be very, very scary. Dark City is a name. The scariest part is; once you enter, no one ever leaves. Never hear what happens inside that city. Now she's going to enter this city; probably won't see her family ever again.
She's going for a job; a doctor. Helping the sick, hurt, and the weak. She turned her head to look out the frosted windows, winter. Her leg keeps twitching and she can tell it's bothering the woman beside her.
"Sorry." she softly said. "I'm quite nervous."
"I can see. What's your name and purpose?" she asked.
She stared at the orange hair, purple eyes, and her wicked smile. "I'm Erika Peters and I'm a doctor.
"I'm Steph Leo, dancer." she smirked and winked.
Erika smiled and tried to relax. "Do you know anything about Dark City?" she asked.
"Bits." Steph said. "There's a ruthless ruler, he owns everyone and everything in his city. Supposedly he's very secretive. Rarely in one spot over three hours." she whispered. "But I'll tell you one thing, be cautious. You seem like a very nice girl and all, but Darkians will take advantage of that." she said sternly and the train stopped. "Hope to see you around." Steph said, got up and left.
Erika got up and dragged her suitcase off the train. It's midday, but it's like dusk. Must rarely or never get sunlight. Now to find a taxi and get to her apartment.
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Sitting in his dimly lit office is the ruler of Dark City. He's tall, slender, brown hair, deep dark eyes, and a mouth that never smiles. He sighed while looking outside to the overly crowded streets.
His buzzer buzzed and he answered.
"What now." his voice deepened.
"A woman name Steph is here." the secretary said.
"Let her in." he demanded.
The orange haired Steph came in. Her body sexily came towards him with grace. She stopped in front of him and he smiled.
"Hello pretty. Why are you here." he got to the point.
"I need money from the bank, so I have to will and deal with you. I'm a dancer, need to get ready for tonight." she pouted.
"I'll help you, but you have to do something for me." his eyes darkened.
"Alright, anything for the job." she said.
He got up from his soft chair and went around the desk. The scent of Steph surged through him. He stopped and stared at her.
He's on Steph. Laying on the desk, kissing harshly. The ruler wants something, don't know what he's looking for.
Steph's hands touched his back and she smiled. "What's your name?" she asked in between kisses.
"Can't tell you." he growled and tore her shirt off. His hands on her breasts. "I'll have to kill you then." he murmured.
Fear lit into her eyes. She tried to get up, but his weight is on her. She tried to scream but he laughed.
"Nobody can hear you. Soundproof room." he smirked.
He plunged into her, tearing all clothes off her and touching her body. Licks, nibbles, bites, sucks. Her back ached while he gets the pleasure. His mouth went to her throat, feeling her heart rate speedy. His canine teeth extended out and bit her. Steph's body went limp, death swept over her soul.
He drank all her blood and he slowly got up. His senses became better, a little, and he needs to recycle the body. He dragged the body to the closet, and there is a burner. Like a broken rag doll, he threw Steph's dead body into the flames of hell.
He shut the closet and went to his desk, cleaned himself good, and pressed the buzzer.
"I'm leaving. I'll be back in the afternoon." he said.
"Okay, have a nice day Mr. Night." the secretary softly said.
He picked up his picture of his family, God he misses them. Staring out the window with the frame in hand.
I WONDER IF THERE'S A GIRL OUT THERE JUST FOR ME? he thought. Then sat down the painful picture and left the room.