Belle Adams' Butler 239 Dance Lessons- Part 4

Lucas' words were firm and clear, the lips that had been smiling at Belle fell down as his smile was reserved only for the girl and no one else. His handsome face stared back at the lowly vampire. 

The people who were playing the music had stopped playing, turning the room pin-drop silent and everyone's eyes turned to look at the butler and then at Daryl's who was a pureblooded vampire. The men and women couldn't believe that a servant had tried to threaten a pureblooded vampire, not knowing his place. 

Daryl dropped his hands down and he started to walk towards where Lucas and Belle was. The people who were in between them started to scurry away to make way for the pureblooded vampire to walk, who said,

"What did you just say?" asked Daryl, his eyes glaring at Lucas. 

"I think you heard it quite clearly unless your ears are covered in dust," replied Lucas letting go of Belle and putting her behind him. 

"You have the nerve to talk back to me, looks like your mistress is indeed useless for not having taught you the basic manners of how to behave with people," Daryl opened the coat he had been wearing, throwing it to the side which fell on the floor. 

"Believe me she did," Lucas' reply was polite with a smile on his face, "She taught me exactly how to behave when it comes to people who are lower than you," Daryl's face was contoured in anger. He took one step ahead and right then, Edith stepped between them,

"I think that is enough for today. Cla.s.s dismissed. I won't tolerate violence in this room," Edith said, looking at Lucas who was smiling and Daryl who looked like a bull that was about to start running. 

"Miss Edith, step aside," Daryl tried to keep his cool while talking to the woman who was in charge of this cla.s.s, but he didn't stop glaring at the butler for the way he put him down telling, he was the one who was lower than the butler, "It looks like Miss Adams doesn't know how to control her butler and is still letting him run his mouth. Someone needs to teach him."

"In all fairness, it was you who was taunting and speaking ill about me and Lucas," Belle stepped in not liking the way this pureblooded vampire was looking down at them. 

This time Hana stepped in, "Maybe if you don't know what normal means you wouldn't be receiving these many words. Now it cannot be that all of us are wrong and you are the only one right, can it?" asked the vampiress. 

"Yes, it can be when you enjoy taking a dig at people who you don't get along with," Belle retorted back to Hana's question. 

"Daryl, show the butler his place," Hana pushed the man forward.

"Miss Wilson, what part of I do not entertain fighting here is hard to understand?" asked Edith but Daryl pushed the woman who was in between them. His hand reached Lucas' collar and he held it in his hand. Raising another hand, he drew it back before punching Lucas' face. 

"Pathetically weak," spat Daryl. Belle went to step forward to only have Edith place her hand in front of her and she frowned. 

Belle didn't know why Lucas took the hit but with Daryl who was the first one to initiate the fight and Edith who had asked them not to get into a brawl, Lucas couldn't help but smile right now. There were some rules of the dead which he still followed even though he was a fallen Grim. Daryl looked confused and he took another swing at Lucas' stomach this time. One of the rules was not to hurt the living and pick up only the souls so that there wouldn't be any imbalance being caused but there was a loophole around it. 

A Grim could hit the mortal if they were the one who initiated it. The next time when Daryl raised his hand, ready to punch, Lucas caught hold of Daryl's hand. He twisted and turned the pureblooded vampire with little to no effort. 

Daryl looked in too much pain. 

"What did I say about not talking another word about her?" Lucas twisted the arm with much force, making Daryl groan in pain. 

"You b.a.s.t.a.r.d!" 

Lucas tched, "What a dirty mouth you have. Let me rinse it for you," and once he let the vampire go, Daryl tried to take a hit at Lucas but Lucas was too fast and too strong. One punch over the man's jaw had the man fall down on the ground. 

"What did you just do?!" Hana cried, "His father will make sure you are beheaded. How dare you low, worthless butler try to-"

Lucas looked up at Hana who quickly closed her mouth. 

Muriel was Hana's lackey who liked to bootlick the vampiress and gain favours. While everyone was in shock how Daryl was finding it hard to get up while he groaned in pain, the girl came forward, 

"What are you doing, trying to threaten Hana? Do you think her father will allow such embarra.s.sment? He will bring you and your mistress on the road once he takes away the house," said Muriel with a hmph. 

Lucas looked at the girl in distaste, "I treat men and women equally. I would politely ask you to close your useless mouth if you have nothing good to say. Unless you too want to be beaten by me." the people who were in the room looked at him with a shocked expression on their face that he was talking to a girl so rudely. 

To diffuse the situation, Edith said, "Miss Wilson, please take the man with you and make sure there's no blood spots on the floor."

Hana gave a startled look, "What?! Why would I clean the floor?"

"Because you were the one coaxing the man to hit this person. Now get it cleaned and cla.s.s is suspended for the day," announced Edith. 

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