When she lightly poked her index finger on his chest, she sensed something. It was a love â€“ hate relationship with her senses. At times, they were useful when she needed the extra clue about how someone felt about her. Other times, it told her things she wasnâ€™t meant to hear. Anyways, the male shivered as she did this to him. However, in was in such a way she could tell he wanted to take control of her. Noemi hated controlling men; HATED with a passion. She was always at the bottom of the food chain, and was always being bossed around. For once in her life, she wanted to take control. And this time, Noemi was bound to get it.<br/><br/>He enjoyed touching her, she could tell that much. He couldnâ€™t keep his gaze nor his hands, off her. Before she knew it, he swiveled her hand so that her palm was faced upwards. Glancing down upon him, he was down on one knee, kissing her hand gentleman-like. "Miss Noemi Genovese my dear It is a pleasure to meet such royalty in such a slummy place. It would be highly terrible manners to introduce myself as well."<br/><br/>â€œWoah. Did that seriously just happen?â€, she wondered to herself. Noemi couldnâ€™t tell if her was being a dick or being genuinely polite. He soon stood up, his stature being very tall and muscular. Bowing almost like a butler, he spoke. â€œI am Claus Suthington, son to the Suthington Corporation president, and I own several stores , and restaurantâ€™sâ€, taking a hand and swishing it through his hair. She doubted what he just said was true, other than his first name. Everything else deemed far too good to be true.<br/><br/>"However that is of no importance. Will you be a dear and take up my offer of changing your living arrangements to a rather richer environment.; such as my mansionâ€, were the words purged from Clausâ€™ lips, huffing a laugh. Noemi had no place to stay, reeked of earth, and appeared to be quite malnourished. She had to take up on his offer. Besides, if he was to try and pull anything, sheâ€™d swiftly change into both her werewolf and vampire state.<br/><br/>â€œWell, Mr. Suthington, you have yourself a new roommate.â€, she grinned, â€œHowever, Iâ€™m not youâ€™re average gal..â€