Antonio was keeping an eye on his slave. He had saved her life and now she owed him. He was going to make her obedient and not scream when he drank from her no matter what it took. She was in danger and he saved her life. They had a blood pact whether she liked it or not. Sadly he had greatly enjoyed the taste of her blood. It was sweet but still coppery like human blood tended to be. He felt she was running from him. He wasn't supposed to use his powers. He wasn't supposed to flit...or supersonic run. Instead he took a shortcut to follow the rules. The rules sucked. He appeared in front of her and grabbed her shoulders. "Where are you running to Emma? Don't forget you owe me." He said the second one in her ear. "I need you to be an obedient slave who doesn't scream. Or I will do something drastic. Don't forget I am a vampire and your family is humans. They are sources of blood. You have a contract with me and you need to follow it." He spoke in a whisper in her ear. "Let me take you to dinner. You must be hungry. I'm not all that bad that you seem to think I am. I saved your life...don't you ever forget this Emma." He then let her go. "You run...you won't like the consequences." He said in a distant and almost cold voice. He wasn't playing with her. His entire inheritance rested on her obedience. On her following his orders. He had plenty of time before he needed to take her back to the large mansion on the hill over looking the town. He stayed in a small place in town. He would teach her the act she needed to play. The act he needed her to do.