<a class="link link--external" href="http://hair-styles-for-long-hair.com/wp-content/plugins/wp-o-matic/cache/d4da7_Cool+Mens+Short+Spiky+Hairstyle+from+Justin+Hartley.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Alec</a>stepped through the doorway of his mansion. A large, plantation style<a class="link link--external" href="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/3435734/2/istockphoto_3435734-southern-plantation-home.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">house</a>on 15 acres of land. It was mostly flat and out in the middle of nowhere, but he liked it that way. The drive up to the house was straight, almost perfectly, with trees lined on either side of the concrete at ten foot intervals. He had spent a lot of money buying this place and the other properties around it so that he could have all the space he could possibly want, though most of the house was not seen, it was under the ground. There were many rooms, some were for 'play' and others for punishment, though they were all the same to him. He also had a torture room, for those pesky Red Angels, the ones who thought they could manage to give power back to their pathetic breed. They weren't even fit to exist, they dirtied up the world with all their filth and they ruined so much in their short existences.<br/><br/>He stepped out of the house, locking the doors and quickly climbing into his<a class="link link--external" href="http://photos2.ebizautos.com/4295/5976226/5976226_1.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Maserati</a>, the windows almost completely blacked out. He hated coming out in the day but at this point is was almost sundown. Cursing his butler silently for taking a day off to spend with his wife he was going into town looking for a new slave, his last one had just died from old age. He was excited, usually he didn't get new slaves very often and new slaves meant they would be younger and more able for sex, he was almost ready to kill the old woman himself after she started aging and was currently wondering why he hadn't. He stepped out of his car in a nice<a class="link link--external" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9zx813p3sw/SV0F0ObVPcI/AAAAAAAAEAA/jqVUchESZhA/s800/Alfani+Three-Button+Black+Pinstripe+Suit.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">suit</a>, his hair combed back as he walked down to the place where he was planning on meeting a man that would be able to get him a new slave for his household.<br/><br/>He opened the door to a small 'coffee' shop. It was an obvious vampire shop, the menu only having the different types of blood that they could choose from. He had told the slave trader to meet him there though he wasn't entirely sure what he looked like. He walked up to the counter and got a cup filled with AB positive and also told her that if a man walked in and said he was a slave trader and was looking for him that she should send him his way.