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\'It seems investing and using the materials found in the north have paid off.\' The blonde\'s red eyes flickered with a powerful trail of crimson light as she moved her head, turning to the various monitors on her massive, black Oakwood desk.

Her lips, coloured in a matching blood-red lipstick, twisted upwards into a faint smirk of victory as, one by one, the company\'s stock rose by fifteen per cent. \'Very well, Mr Jenkins, we shall fund your little endeavour.\'

"Mr Jenkins, I will make sure to consider your proposition of additional funding and support. There was a positive response from the Scarlet and Fenrir groups so funding shall be available shortly. I will have our lawyers mail the documents and arrange for a meeting between the representatives of both companies.

\'Well... the supply of the special material is from a Scarlet group subsidiary company anyway. Is it so they know the weakness of the SSS\'s new uniforms and armour?\'

An overly excited response came back from the other side of the phone, but Sarah\'s face only showed a prude, sly smirk as if everything was within her grasp. \'I hope Master will not be angry. I used his name and connections to complete this deal...\'

She ended her phone call and returned to looking at the list of new companies she had received from one of her subordinates that afternoon. While her silky hair tied in a ponytail swayed in the gentle breeze from the fifth-floor window, there was a soft knock at the door.

"Miss Maddison, may I enter?" A gentle and lovely voice sounded, causing Sarah\'s face to relax ever so slightly. She knew the person on the other side of the heavy wooden double doors, painted black with two red circles drawn elegantly upon it.

"Enter, Claire." Her lips curved up gently as a pair of dark purple eyes met her bloody-red orbs. Claire walked slowly towards a seat positioned next to Sarah\'s desk.

"How can I help you today, Claire?"

"Ah... Boss?" The younger-looking female, with shoulder-length silver hair and white skin devoid of all imperfections, sat down daintily.

She brushed away a single strand of silver hair and looked at Sarah with interest. Her hand held several documents and brown envelopes, likely offers from the few companies wishing to deal with their small upstart business.

\'If it weren\'t for the help of those two groups, we\'d still be fumbling in the lowest possible rung of this sector...\' Sarah thought while observing Claire with narrowed eyes—ever since becoming a monster, her senses became stronger, and she felt strange. Because of her transformation Nikolai began to tell her countless secrets and details about how she changed.

\'Well the biggest shock was that I can use a strange form of foresight with the stock market and investments. Though it\'s not perfect, somehow, I just know what will do well and what is dangerous instinctively. Though that\'s not the only thing...\'

She remembered everything Nikolai told her as if a gospel. This power was a special ability known as blood art, which she inherited from his mother\'s bloodline.

"Well, give me your report, little Claire." A lower voice, the strange aura of a queen radiating from Sarah\'s body; despite being young, the changes in her body and mind seemed to have helped in conquering her inferiority complex and doubts.

"Boss, the return on the investment of Burban Tech is up 2% after a 5% weekly rise. It seems the advertisement and development of their new product seems to have started working. Just like you said, it would." Claire nodded gently and pushed forward a set of papers to prove such information, showing Burban Tech\'s recent surge in income.

"Oh, I see. So, my estimation was a bit off. Never mind. What matters is that I am right, and our client base grows because of this, so..." Sarah sighed. A lacklustre look was on her face.

"It has been two weeks since the last time we met..." Sarah blushed while thinking of something, but her aura became tight and terrifying.

The aura was cold and filled with bloodlust, yet Claire remained still and didn\'t seem affected. "Did he say when we shall meet again?" She whispered, her words echoing through the room despite being spoken in such a low voice.

The powers, money, and trust he gave Sarah felt too heavy when she thought that night was her last. Nikolai gave her an alternative path.

Although it might have been daunting at first, now she felt a sense of freedom and peace. No, rather, she felt her life became fulfilling.

After no longer needing to live paycheck to paycheck, she wore a beautiful suit and could soon afford a nice car for private usage, while her business car was the same one as Nikolai\'s. An Excelsior M9.

"Boss?" Claire tilted her head, noticing Sarah whispering to herself while sometimes displaying a radiant smile or frustrated pout, but she wouldn\'t speak out because Claire was a special subordinate of Sarah. No, all the ten employees of hers were special. "Is Master going to be coming soon?"

"Ah, are you also anxious, Claire?" Sarah chuckled and responded with a sensual voice before nodding and looking at the pile of papers before her. Her eyes glowed red once more as her lips parted to show two small, delicate-looking fangs.

"You\'ll have a chance soon enough. Remember that the Master wishes for us to remain undercover and for his identity to remain hidden."

"Y-Yes, Boss!" The younger female jumped on her seat and stood up straight, blushing fiercely and bowing deeply. "Master is responsible for saving us from that hellish life. We cannot burden him!" Sarah smiled and played with her nails with her free hand as Claire sat back down.

"Very good; remember to tell the other girls once I get the notice we will have a \'Company Dinner\', but make sure those without his blessing celebrate it elsewhere.

I\'ll let you use my card when it\'s confirmed." As Sarah spoke, her eyes drifted towards one of her large monitors as it flicked rapidly from side to side, making it almost impossible for anyone except for her to follow the ever-changing numbers.

But suddenly, a wide-eyed look crossed her face as if seeing something special. "Oh, it seems I have found our next project..." Her whisper caused Claire\'s eyes to shine as she smiled brightly.

"As expected of the Boss!"

"You speak like an old-fashioned gangster. Just call me Sarah since under the master\'s gaze, we are both but his arms and legs." A coldness flashed across Sarah\'s red eyes, the scarlet light within flashing as her vampiric powers reacted, activating her minor Blood Art: Precognition.

"Anyway... here." From her pocket, she withdrew a white, metallic tablet-like device connected with a cable to a USB slot. "Inside this is the various plans and small deals for the next month. Use this to keep the normal employees busy, while our sisters can help with the N-Class documents in the locked folder named MASTER."

Claire took the USB stick slowly and nodded in silence before standing up. As if hesitating, she stopped mid-rise and turned towards Sarah while biting her lips. "S-Sarah..." Her hesitation made her stutter and stumble on her words.

"I-I have...a request...from everyone in the office... C-Could w-we spend some more time with M-Master?" The blush on the silver-haired, purple-eyed young woman covered most of her pale and spotless skin. It was a simple reaction born of a long-held lust within every woman who called Sarah their boss.

For a moment the room became cold, as if they suddenly transferred to a frozen land void of the sun, with a silver light shimmering in the eyes of Sarah. "Claire, ensure you tell everyone that they must never become greedy."

\'If it was so easy to meet him, would I struggle so hard just to get his input on anything?!\' Sarah could only complain in her mind, although she wanted to make the business hers. Once it started, Nikolai was completely hands-off only led to a strange frustration, and now that became a drive...

Sarah did not plan to create a business empire, all for Nikolai. Whether he wanted it, that didn\'t matter. She used her authority to bring girls from the slums, or abusive households, those on the very last thread, before taking their lives and begging Nikolai to make them into thralls.

Claire was one of those victims, beaten daily and threatened with violence if she tried to do anything against her father.

Then, one day, his debtors came to try and take her away to become a cheap prostitute to pay off her father\'s debt. \'This girl... well she is beautiful, but to think that I didn\'t feel sorry for her but felt rather, she was \'perfect\' for what I wanted.

"I know, but... he\'s so..."

"I understand. I\'ll ask if Master is willing to attend the next company dinner, okay?" With a sigh, the room became normal, with Sarah\'s eyes looking tired while leaning heavily on her chair. She rubbed her temple. \'I wonder, is it because of this transformation that my personality has changed?\'

"R-Really?! Yay!" Claire looked over the moon and started humming,

\'Well, it could be the same for this little girl, who seemed like a rabbit in the past, but after Nikolai turned her, she became different, training at an MMA gym, learning how to fight and use weapons, as well as working at the office...\'

Sarah felt Claire was special compared to the other thralls. Not only did she organise them and begin training them at one of the Fenrir group martial arts gyms for non-humans, but they followed her like a de facto leader. \'I should make a full report for Master; she might be suitable in the future after proving her worth.\'

"If you are finished, maybe you should return. Those girls are quite aggressive and like to make trouble with the normal workers."

It was at that moment Claire showed her dark side with a twisted smile. The werewolf features of her blood were clear as her silver hair covered her face. "Ah... those inferior vermin. Why should I care if they suffer... It will teach them to mess with their superiors..."

That chilling tone reminded Sarah that her subordinates were no longer human nor had their old morals remained unchanged. Claire took all the suffering she received and became a true hunting dog just for Nikolai.

"Wolves do love to torment the weak before eating them—no wonder those foxes dislike playing with you..." Sarah\'s sharp tongue showed that while being a squire, her personality only changed a little. "Just remember the only blood you can have is his. Do not kill any humans, or master will kill you."

"I know~ Squire Sarah. He already helped set me free and kill my piece of shit father, after all." Without holding back any longer, a ghastly silver light radiated from within the depths of her dark purple eyes.

"That\'s why... that\'s why I am different from those insects!"

\'Because he chose me~ fufu.\' Claire\'s thoughts were filled with dark scenes and memories, yet the only positive one was of the silver-haired prince who saved her.

Now, an almost obsessive servitude formed; even though Nikolai just wanted some cheap labour, he became a dedicated zealot.