My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything

Olivia sighed as the fog around her dissipated. She stepped forward, nudging Hadrian with her boot. Her eyes met Ezra's, and she shook her head slightly. "You failed the test, Ezra."

Ezra's surprise was evident. "What? Why? I handled them without revealing anything. What's wrong?"

Olivia's expression softened slightly, but her voice remained firm. "There's one unofficial rule you must always keep in mind when dealing with humans. Your first weapon as a vampire is your Aura. If the Aura can't do the job, then something has already gone wrong."

His Aura!

Ezra looked down at the fallen thugs at his feet and rubbed the back of his neck with a sheepish smile. "I guess I didn't think of that."

"Wait a minute." Ezra perked up. "Won't they feel the Aura?"

"Yes. They will. But not in the same way a vampire feels it." Olivia nodded. "Watch and learn." She placed a hand on Hadrian's chest, and the man gasped awake, his eyes wide with confusion and fear. Olivia unleashed her Aura, a palpable feeling of command filling the air. It was as if the very atmosphere bent to her will.

"Who are you?" Hadrian stammered.

"It doesn't matter." Olivia replied, her voice infused with her Aura.

"It doesn't?"

"Yes. You're a good guy aren't you?"

"I think so?" Hadrian was confused and sounded unsure.

"Yes, you are." Olivia grabbed Hadrian by the back of his neck, forcing him to meet her gaze. Her eyes bored into his, and her voice was a low, commanding whisper. "Give Ezra one week to pay his monthly payment."

Hadrian's eyes glazed over as he repeated her command, his voice flat and obedient. "One week to pay the monthly payment."

Olivia released him, and he fell unconscious again, slumping to the floor like a marionette with its strings cut.

Turning back to Ezra, Olivia's eyes held a mix of sternness and encouragement. "It won't be as easy for you yet, but you could have done that instead of fighting."

Ezra nodded, absorbing the lesson. "I see. All fighting does is attract more attention."

"Exactly," Olivia confirmed. "A vampire must always know when not to attract attention. It's not just about strength or speed. It's about control and subtlety."

She moved towards the door, her steps confident and assured. "Let's go. We've got more to do."

Ezra grabbed his suitcase, glancing one last time at the mess he had left behind. We learn everyday.

The night air was cool and refreshing as they stepped outside. Olivia led the way to the hovercar, and Ezra followed, his mind racing as he pondered just how useful an Aura seemed to be.

The power of Aura was immense, a tool that could command and control without spilling a drop of blood. Ezra sighed. I'll have to learn to be silent and subtle because believe it or not, it's undeniably effective.

As they drove away from his old apartment, Ezra sank back into his chair with a renewed sense of determination. He was learning, and with Olivia's guidance, he would become the vampire he wanted to be. His mind flickered to a certain image. Him on a throne. He smiled.

The city lights blurred past them, and the future stretched out, filled with both challenges and opportunities. One at a time, Ezra. One at a time.

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Olivia pulled into the parking lot of the T-Max building, the sleek hovercar gliding smoothly to a stop.

Ezra and Olivia alighted, the cool night air brushing against their faces. The hum of the city surrounded them, but their attention was quickly drawn to the roar of an engine. A green sports hovercar came speeding down the street, coming to a sharp halt in front of them.

The door of the sports car swung open, and Gen stepped out, her confident stride and stylish outfit catching Ezra's eye. He couldn't help but admire the vehicle, its design both aggressive and elegant. "Nice car," he said, genuinely impressed. "Whose is it, and how did you get it?"

Gen smirked, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "It's mine."

Ezra raised an eyebrow, remembering his own car, which was still parked near the casino where he had been turned. "That reminds me," he said, a note of concern creeping into his voice. "My car is still parked near the casino."

That was the only car he had.

Gen shrugged. "We can get it later. How was your trip to your old apartment?"

Ezra glanced at Olivia, then back at Gen. "It was...informative," he replied.

Gen arched an eyebrow. "Yeah? What did you learn?"

Ezra took a deep breath, recalling the night's events. "I learned about vampire hierarchy and Aura control. And apparently, I'm a prince."

Gen's eyes widened in surprise. "A prince? How did that happen?"

Ezra explained, "Apparently, owning a vampire relic from the progenitor makes me a vampire prince."

Gen turned to Olivia for confirmation. "Is that true?"

Olivia nodded, her expression serious. "It's not public knowledge. Those turned after the Death Wave aren't as aware of that fact."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Gen asked Olivia.

"It wasn't relevant until now," Olivia replied. "But it's important for Ezra to understand his place in our society and all the responsibilities that come with it."

"Well, Prince Ezra," Gen said with a playful smirk, "looks like you have a lot on your plate."

Ezra chuckled, shaking his head. "Yeah, no kidding."

Olivia's phone buzzed, and she glanced at the screen. "We need to move. There's still a lot to cover tonight."

They headed into the T-Max building, the lobby bathed in artificial light that contrasted sharply with the night outside. The building's sleek, modern design felt almost sterile, but it exuded a sense of purpose and efficiency.

As they made their way to the elevator, Ezra reflected on the night's events. From the confrontation at his old apartment to the lessons in Aura control, it had been a whirlwind of new experiences and revelations.

Who knew being a vampire would be this....tiring?

The elevator doors opened with a soft chime, and they stepped inside. As they ascended, Ezra began planning his next steps.

Tomorrow, first thing I do, is pay my debts.

For the first time in a long time, things were going according to his plans and it felt good.