The first room where Constantine was was a tad small, but it seemed more like a study than anything. What I still didn’t get was the entire use of the apartment building. Did he really need all that space?
"Welcome friends," Constantine smiled, his fangs glistening in the fire that burned from an old fashioned lantern as he stared directly at me. "Please, Sit and tell me of your troubles." He continued to eye me closely as the three of us entered the room and Victor let go of my hand.
We sat down in chairs around his desk and Constantine sat back down and crossed his legs, lacing his fingers together and setting his hands in his lap. He was rather tall, with a thin figure-but not lanky, his hair broadened out his face a bit, while the glasses he fixed on his nose made him look extremely sophisticated.
"So, what is your problem?"
"It's my younger sister, Mary. She's fallen ill somehow," Jerome began to explain. "I don’t exactly know the symptoms; we only found her yesterday afternoon unconscious on the stairs. Mother tells me she's weak and nothing will help her recover her energy."
"Nothing, you say?" Constantine was intrigued. "I see. How very unfortunate. I will need to travel with you back to your home to see her myself. When are you planning on leaving?"
Jerome stood and pulled the tickets from his pocket and looked down.
"We leave Monday, so after tomorrow." He handed Constantine a ticket with his name on it. "Father has already paid for your visit."
Constantine smiled and nodded, taking the ticket with his slender fingers and he placed it in a drawer.
"Wonderful. He knows how I work," He turned back to the three of us and locked eyes with me. I felt my heart began to quicken and a faint blush came over my cheeks. This was a different feeling than I had gotten with Victor, no, this was better. "Well, considering business matters are settled, how about you three come to dinner with me tonight? I would love the company."
Jerome nodded.
"That sounds lovely."
"Where would we be going?" I asked. I needed to make sure I was dressed for the occasion.
"The Lanesborough™, here in London; it may be a hotel, but it has exquisite dining."
"The Lanesborough? That is a very nice place. Are you sure you want to meet there?" Victor asked. It's not like they couldn’t afford it. They were rich after all; Both of them, but what about Constantine? He lived in an apartment building for peets sake.
Constantine brushed it off, chuckling.
"Oh please. That place is easily affordable with my pocket book." He stood up and showed us all to the door. "It's got superb Italian cuisine and doesn’t need to be highly dressed. Just clean up a bit and you'll be fine." He smiled before he gasped faintly and placed a hand to his chest. "Oh dear me, how rude I've been! I haven’t even introduced myself to all of you and learned your names!"
Jerome turned and smiled.
"That's perfectly alright. My names Jerome Muerte, and this is my best man, Victor Von Thorn, and my fiancée, Alice Beauty." He motioned to the two of us.
Constantine grinned when he heard my name and shook hands with Victor and Jerome before taking mine and kissing it gently.
"It has been a pleasure to have made your acquaintance. I cannot wait for dinner." He charmed me again with those hazel eyes of his and that sensual voice. My body shivered with his touch and I smiled.
"Pleasure's all mine, Constantine." I smiled to him before the three of us headed back down the hallway toward the exit.
"Until we meet again!" Constantine waved from the door and I turned to follow Victor and Jerome when I noticed something sticking out of my pocket and it turned out to be a beautiful red rose.
I blushed deeply as I pulled it from my pocket and smiled upon its beauty. It was from Constantine.
Oh, how utterly romantic he is. I thought to myself. I can't wait for dinner!

****

Dinner time finally rolled around and Victor and Jerome both cleaned up to something more casual, yet refined.
Victor was dressed in a pair of black slacks, a white Lestat-type ruffled shirt and a waist vest with suspenders. He looked absolutely amazing all dressed up and with his white hair gelled back, he looked very dashing.
Jerome on the other hand, looking proper, with less uniqueness than Victor, but he still looked very charming. He was dressed in cream colored slacks, with a regular white collared shirt and a usual brown vest. He looked charming with his dirty blonde hair tied back into a loose pony tail and his lilac eyes sparkled in the room's light.
"You two look amazing," I commented, smiling as I stepped out of the bathroom with only a towel around my body and around my hair. I had been in there a while, doing my make up, so it wasn’t like I was going to be late.
"Are you planning on wearing that?" Jerome commented, very confused.
Victor laughed and so did I.
"Of course not, silly! I just need to throw my clothes on and mess with my hair and we're good to go." I walked over to my room and into the closet where I had hung up all my clothes.
I looked through what little dresses I had until I came upon my little knot-fronted curvy Jersey dress I got from Victoria Secret™. It was cute, and I managed to find it in black, so it was just perfect. Not too formal, not to casual. I wouldn’t look overly dressed, nor under dressed. It was perfect.
Now it was on to shoes. The skin colored tights were easy to put on, though I had been doing it for a while now, considering all the meetings and stuff I went to in high school. I did a lot of presentations, which meant a lot of dressing up nicely.
Tights were wonders with skirts and dresses.
Anyway, onto shoes; okay, so like any normal fashion loving woman, I had a shit load of shoes. This was going to be a bit difficult.
I looked through them all, particularly at my Mary Jane's. They were my favorite shoes, but they wouldn’t work with the dress really.
I liked my Nine West Balboa heels, but they didn’t seem to match the outfit very well, so I searched through more of my shoes until I found the perfect pair- The Giuseppe Zanotti pumps!
They were the cutest pair of shoes that I brought with me, considering I couldn’t bring them all, you know? But they worked just perfectly.
So I slipped everything on, brushed my hair out a second time and tolled it up into a bun with some black decorated chop sticks I got at Clair's™, I threw on my leather stringed Vampire Fang blood vile necklace on with twin Guardian bats and some black gelly bracelets on both wrists before I walked out of the closet and back into the main room where Victor and Jerome were putting on their shoes and finishing up, primping in the mirror and making sure they looked alright.
"Well, we about ready to go?" I smiled, all ready for dinner with a black jacket to put on if it got cold and my purse.
They both looked up and paused, staring at me in awe. I blushed a bit, looking to the side, trying to keep myself from getting embarrassed.
"What? Why are you staring at me?" I rubbed my neck lightly out of nervousness.
"You look absolutely amazing," Victor smiled and was the first one to speak. "Beautiful."
Jerome nodded, "Yes, very Beautiful; stunning even."
I continued to blush and I smiled.
"Thank you. You two look very dashing."
They both smiled before they grabbed their coats and we headed out the door to meet Constantine downstairs in front of our Bed and Breakfast.
There was a limo parked out front waiting for us and the driver got out and opened the back door for all of us to slid in, and of course, everyone let me get in first considering I was the only girl and I slid in, only to find Constantine on the other side of the Limo, facing me.
He smiled charmingly while his attire was absolutely ravishing!
He was dressed in a Jean Yves Mirage Mandarin Tuxedo, all black except for the under shirt, which was covered by the vest almost completely.
The jacket's collar was a bit different compared to normal Tuxedo jackets, but he looked fantastic in it. His brunette hair was also slicked back, much like Victors and he wore a cape as his accent.
He smiled to me as I slid in and handed me a second red rose.
"For you, Milady," He smiled. "You look like a Goddess who's been modernized; simply perfect."
I blushed again.
"Why thank you, Constantine. You look absolutely ravishing." I smiled and he grinned.
"I'm glad you approve." And with that Jerome slipped in beside me and Victor came in next. "Well, we'll be dining at the Lanesborough hotel in the Apsleys Private dining room."
"The Private dining room? Really? Don’t you need reservations for that or something?" I asked.
Constantine shook his head.
"Not for me. I don’t think so even if it was me though," He thought on it a moment. "I've never had a problem, so I wouldn’t know."
I nodded.
"I see." I continued to smile as the Limo pulled away from the Bed and Breakfast and headed toward our dinner reservations.

****

Dinner was absolutely fantastic! I seriously loved Italian food, and I got this stuffed artichoke with spinach and pecorino which was delicious and I had some sweet tea, considering I couldn’t really handle black tea like Constantine and the others.
I was from America. I didn’t like black tea. I liked sugar, just like the rest of the obese population. And English scones with clotted cream were fucking amazing! I wanted to bring some home with me, considering I knew that scones were not the same in America-oh no, they couldn’t do them the right way. If you hadn’t had a scone in your life, yea, they'd be pretty good, but if you had a real English scone, then you wouldn’t appreciate American scones.
But everything was wonderful, and after we diner we went out and got us some ice cream and cakes at a small shop near the Lanesborough. The entire night was marvelous, and I couldn’t help but notice Constantine's interest in me. The entire night Victor and Jerome, yea they had conversations with Constantine, but Constantine asked me a lot of questions and gave me plenty of compliments. He was totally flirting with me, and I think the two of them noticed, because they were a bit sour after dinner, but it was still nice.
Constantine was simply amazing.  He was intelligent, a gentleman, and simple handsome as ever! He was funny-in my opinion-and he was seemingly everything I wanted in a guy, even if he was at least three to four years older than I was. It was better than ten.
By the time we got back to the bed and breakfast I was floating on air because of him. He was even better than Victor!
"Well, I had a wonderful time. We'll have to get together again some time tomorrow before our plane leaves out Monday morning. How about dinner again? Or perhaps tea and scones tomorrow at Harrods?"
I smiled brightly and looked to both Jerome and Victor for an answer, "I'd really like to see Harrods before we go and Big Ben and the Farris wheel, if you don’t mind."
Jerome sighed lightly. He didn’t really like Constantine flirting with me, but Harrods was something you should see at least once on your visit to London, so he agreed.
"We can do that. Tomorrow at tea time, the three of us will meet you upstairs in the café at Harrods for Tea and Scones." He smiled to me. "Before that we'll see the Farris wheel, then after we'll head toward Big Ben and Westminster Abby."
I smiled brightly and nodded.
"How about the palace?" I was becoming an eager child.
Jerome chuckled and nodded.
"Yes, Buckingham Palace is also on the list. And after that, if we have the time we can travel down to Windsor Castle and see what's down there. I heard there was a mall out there too."
I smiled brightly and nodded vigorously.
"Oh I'd like that! I'd love to see Windsor castle!"
"Then it's settled. Well, we should head upstairs for the night so that we may have a goods nights sleep for tomorrow morning."
Constantine nodded, taking my hand and kissing it a second time.
"It was a pleasure having your company. Please, enjoy your stay in my home town of London." And with that, he climbed back into his limo and off he went.
The three of us then headed upstairs back to our rooms, though it was a bit difficult to imagine sleeping, considering there was still day light. Victor told me the sun wouldn’t start setting until ten o'clock at night! I found that absolutely amazing. In Hawaii the sun was setting around seven thirty and would be down by at least 8 o'clock.
I smiled as I switched from my dressy dinner clothes to my pajamas and closed the thick draperies to block out the sun before I crawled into bed.
The three of us left our adjoining doors open for the night.
"Good night." I called out to the two of them.
"Good night, Alice." They both responded. I knew they would be up for a bit longer. Jerome was reading, and Victor was messing with the computer, but what I didn’t know was that they didn’t really sleep at all...

[To be continued]