Vampire's Woman for Three Lifetimes

(Janine’s POV)

“The theory of personality proposed by Sigmund Freud involves mapping the id, the superego, and the ego. The id focuses on the pleasure principle, seeking immediate gratification of sexual needs. The ego talks about conscious thoughts and dealing with reality. The superego deals with conscience—”

“Ahh! You're so naughty, babe! Come on, stop! It's so ticklish! Oh my gosh! Hahaha!”

“Do you really want me to stop? Are you sure you don't like it?” The man's husky, playful voice teased.

It was vacant time, and I was supposed to use this opportunity to review what we had tackled in class since last week. I was trying to absorb every detail of my notes. Midterm exams were approaching. I needed and wanted to focus. I was even determined to master the materials in the Psychology subject, but the noises inside our room kept interrupting my flow!

I tried ignoring some of my classmates who were impatiently tapping their fingers on their desks. They were not loud enough, but they were breaking my concentration!

There was laughter from talkative girls in their seats, whether they were in a group or two. Their chitchats were polluting my ears, pulling my attention away from what I was reading.

The noisy shoes of schoolmates, whether men or women, running around the corridor and passing by the classrooms were annoying. What was even more annoying was a girl and a boy beside the opened door shamelessly flirting and chuckling while they tickled each other.

I curiously turned my head around to see them, and I was never wrong. They were playing and cuddling like they were in a hotel room. They were the perfect example of people who only minded about their id and their pleasure feelings. They didn't mind about other people or if others could see them.

I shook my head and turned back my eyes to my notes. At least they were timely and relevant to what I was reviewing in psychology. People with an id but completely lacking ego, let alone the superego! State of being conscious to be ashamed of their public display of affection? Conscience and morality? Sure, they don't have all that!

Even though I told myself not to be interrupted, the unwanted sounds kept creeping into my consciousness, gradually falling into the source of frustration. My mind wandered, thinking about the noises rather than focusing on the materials I was reading. I felt so powerless to stop all of those shits!

I was definitely stimulus-bounded, implied to be highly reactive, easily triggered by external stimuli, having difficulty filtering out irrelevant noises, and constantly bombarded with struggles to concentrate!

Finally giving up, I closed my notes, put on my earbuds, and decided to tune in to relaxing instrumental sounds brought by a music app installed on my phone. I needed it because my study session was effectively ruined, and it was replaced by a sense of anger and defeat. My eyes closed, and I took a nap, letting my mind be calmed for the next few minutes while waiting for the teacher of the next class to arrive.

My instinct was telling me that behind me, there were eyes gazing right through my direction, particularly coming from the person who was standing beside the door. I didn't know why he was looking at me, but I honestly didn't give a sh*t. I didn't mind looking around. I wanted my mind to be recharged for the next subject.

Days passed, and one afternoon while I was alone walking in the corridor, going back to the classroom, I stopped midway when instinctively, I felt that a male schoolmate was about to unintentionally bump into me.

They were a group of six fellow students—three girls and three boys. They were having fun, walking and laughing loudly as if they owned the place everywhere their feet stepped. As far as I knew, they came from the Business Management Department, classmates, and friends, and they were all in their senior year.

The boys were tall—six-footers, I guessed. But the tallest of them was the one busy chuckling and teasing the guys. He wasn't looking his way, and he didn't see that I was about to pass by, so hadn't I watched out, he really had bumped into me!

He turned around and looked at me the moment he felt that somebody was behind him.

“Wooooh!” His guy friends cheered him.

The girls grinned and raised their brows while they were looking at him and me.

It was Sancho Jace Chua, popularly called Shan by everyone. He was the same guy who always went to our classroom to flirt with various girls, and they would always be noisy, trifling on the opened door. He had a reputation as a notorious playboy, and I think he was proud of that. I couldn't even figure out why girls were aware he was just playing around, and yet they enjoyed him so much.

His feet and body gestures turned completely to face me, and his lips formed a playful grin. “Oh, it's the Pride of the Nursing Department! Janine Ayala!”

I just raised a brow and didn't say a thing.

What he said indeed had a basis. I was hailed a pride of the Nursing Department of our university because I always topped the class every semester, so I was known and considered by most of the people here as the smartest in our department, which was quite a compliment, but whatever. All I wanted was to leave this school with a legacy and with a Latin award on my graduation day. It would still be a long journey since I was only in my third year at the moment, but yes, I would not give up on my dreams.

I met Shan’s almond-shaped eyes. They were deep-set with a hint of smoldering gaze. They were looking at mine as if he was looking deep into my soul. I could not understand it, but I felt like I would be drowning in the pool of them.

Fine. I would not deny that he was handsome. It was visible and obvious. His dark hair was styled in a slightly messy, long fringe. He had a strong jawline and piercing eyes that seemed to hold a hint of intensity. His lips were full, protruding, and slightly parted. His skin complexion was fair. He was dressed in the usual uniform code, and he carried it with oozing confidence, making him so stunning, not to mention the noticeable mole on his upper right neck that added to his sexual appeal.

Additionally, he had a black hoop single earring on his left ear, which complemented his overall allure. His standing with a slightly tilted, lazy head gave him quite an aura of arrogance and intrigue.

“Enjoying the view so far, huh?” he asked me in a badass tone.

I was confused for a few seconds, but then I understood what he was saying. He might have figured out I was looking at him in detail. But in fact, I only wanted him to step aside and stop blocking my way.

I gave him a totally bored look and passed by without saying anything.

“Woah! She snubbed you, bro!” One of his lady friends laughed and yelled at him.

I just continued walking as if I didn't hear them.

“Your charm has no effect on her, Shan! She doesn't like you, dude!” One of the boys followed and also laughed at him.

Not because the majority was throwing themselves right at his feet, I would have to be obliged, too, to follow their steps. Hell no!

The Acquaintance Party came to date, and everyone was enjoying the night in a pool party setting.

“Janine!” My best friend, Aria, called me excitedly.

“Ria!” I shared the same energy.

We hugged.

“Nice get-up,” I complimented her green hollow knitted crochet-pattern top and shorts.

“Thanks! You, too!” she complimented me back. “Pretty, as always.”

I could just smile and feel so good with her good words. I was wearing a plain pleated chiffon round-neck white dress. It was very simple, like how I wanted it to be. My hair was tied in a wavy bun.

“How about we start enjoying the food and snacks around?”

I nodded. My kid-at-heart personality would always show whenever I was around people I was the most comfortable with.

The party went on, and the night set deeper.

Everybody participated in programs and games.

Many times, Aria wanted to join the parlor games because she was really up for fun. Even if it wasn't my cup of tea to participate, there was nothing I could do because she was insistent, and as a best friend, of course, I couldn't let her down. I should not spoil the moment and enjoyment, so I went with the flow.

We lost a few games, and as a consequence, we had to take glasses of alcoholic drinks. We had no choice. They were part of the game. You win, or you drink if you lose.

Three glasses. I didn't lose count of how many glasses of drinks we had to take. We lost in three games, so equally, Aria and I had to drink three glasses each.

We had three glasses, and Aria started to feel really bad. Knowing her alcohol tolerance wasn't high before she would throw up here in the event hall of the venue, she decided to excuse herself to run into the comfort room.

On the other hand, I had to take a seat because I was beginning to feel badly dizzy. The night continued, noises of the schoolmates continuing to enjoy laughters, banters, and the hype of the crowd. The harsh disco lights made my head spin terribly.

Perhaps the drinks were too strong and their effects. I was even starting to feel hot. I don't know. It was hard to explain, but I was beginning to feel so d*mn hot here!

A warm sensation crawled and spread through my body, heating up every inch of my skin. My head felt heavy, and my thoughts began to blur, making it hard to focus on anything around me. It was as if I suddenly longed for a touch I could not seem to name.

Minutes passed, and I remembered Aria. Where did she go? What was taking her so long?

I worried about her knowing that we had just drunk the same amount of drink and perhaps, we were experiencing the same effects, so I forced myself to stand up, although it was challenging to maintain my balance.

I walked beside the pool area, calling for my friend.

“Aria? Ria, where are you?”

I held my forehead suddenly when I felt I could no longer hold it. My legs gave way beneath me, and just as I was about to fall, a pair of strong, muscled arms wrapped around me, halting my supposed hit on the ground.

The firmness of his grip was surprising and reassuring. His touch ground me in the midst of my dizziness. I could feel the warmth of his body against mine, and his steady strength provided a visible contrast to my own instability. I fell into this man’s embrace, and I didn't know why, but it felt so great being trapped in his kind of paradise!

Lifting my head to see him, I was shocked and surprised when I recognized who it was. Sancho Jace Chua!

“Hey, are you alright?” he asked in a worried voice.

That sounded husky and s*xy, d*mn it!

I grinned like crazy, not minding his question. “Oh, it's the campus hottie!”

He was surprised to hear that, but he confidently tilted his head and smiled. “It is.”

My gaze went down from his beautiful eyes to his pointed nose and, oh, those tempting luscious lips… I was wondering how those lips tasted…

I clutched on his shoulders, closed my eyes, and kissed his lips.

He was very shocked at first because he didn't see it coming. But when it finally synced into his mind, he cupped my cheeks and kissed me back in the same gentle motion.

The kiss lasted for almost a minute. When he tried to gently pull away, I kissed him again—more intense this time. His hand held my nape, and he responded passionately and deeply. No one wanted to end it, and we were both running out of breath.

“Are you sure you wanna do this?” he asked me.

My hands explored his hard chest. He was wearing a summer polo and beach shorts. I was beginning to be more and more daring as I slid my forefinger to his cheek down to his neck, and he was as turned on as me. I could see it in the intensity of his eyes while he was staring at me with an equal amount of bodily hunger.

As an answer to his question, I wrapped my arms around his neck and claimed his lips once more. He took it as a go-signal, and therefore, he snaked his arms around my waist and pulled my body against the warmth of his. It was so hot, and I didn't care about my sanity anymore!

My heart was racing so fast that an unexpected wave of arousal washed over me, making my skin tingle and my breath quicken. It was hard to comprehend what was going on with me, all I knew was the sensations were overwhelming, and it was as if my body was on fire with him!

The next thing we knew, we were already inside an empty room. He shut the door lazily by kicking it with his one foot, and he was not breaking our kisses. He made me lean on the wall, and his lips went down to my neck.

He unbuttoned his polo and threw it on the floor. He was now topless, and I had never known a man could be this s*xy. D*mn. Those perfect abs! My silly hands caressed and felt them, and they were hard. Wonderful!

He found the zipper at the back of my chiffon dress and lowered it. I let him as he removed the dress from my body. I felt a high level of confidence when I was just left with my two-piece on right before his eyes.

“F*ck. You looked lovely, Janine!” he cursed after his eyes were silvered with desire and lust.

I only grinned. He resumed giving my neck hot kisses, and I hugged him tight as I was letting him send my body to a different level of chill. It was pleasurable, and there was nothing I could ever complain about. He was such a good kisser and would definitely be a great lover!

We reached the bed. He guided me to lie down on the soft sheet while he positioned himself on top of me. I caressed his s*xy back, and he was biting my lower lip which brought me to a heightened arousal. The rest was history.

Walking up the next morning, I felt my head still aching and a little bit spinning due to a hangover. I suddenly remembered we were at a party last night, and Aria and I drank a few glasses of alcoholic drinks.

Looking around the ceiling, the room seemed unfamiliar. I was suddenly alarmed. No, this is not my room!

My eyes found the naked man lying next to me in this bed. Well, not totally nude, thankfully, because a white blanket was covering his waist to his lower body part. But his muscular body and abs were so visible from my sight!

I stared at his face, and I got more baffled, realizing who exactly he was! It was Shan! He was still soundly sleeping, and his lips formed a smile as if he were having a good dream.

Refusing to believe it, I didn't want to recall how I gave in last night and slept with the man I least wanted to spend a single second with!

(Janine’s POV)

“Are you going to the library, Nin?” Aria asked me when she saw I was going out of the classroom while it was vacant time.

It was a week after the acquaintance party, and I just wanted to bury that memory of what happened that night.

I nodded. “Yeah. Are you going there, too?”

She smiled and shook her head. “I'm not. I’m too lazy to even stand up.”

I just grinned and shook my head as I continued to walk.

As soon as I was inside the library, I went through the shelves to find the book I’d need for one of our subjects which was a little tough. I meant I needed other sources so I could understand the lessons more and do self-review; I couldn't just rely on the teacher alone.

I was busy looking at the books on the shelves, particularly for the title of our course, when I suddenly heard hard breathing, as if the woman was bothered. I worried, and I look