I married a vampire.

Not the twilight types, an actual vampire that feasts on humans on a daily basis.

It all starts in the unlucky day of my birthday. February 14th, valentine's day. Starting from that day, everything went..

uphill

I lived at a small town, barely making ends meet. My landlord was a creep that made everyday harder and harder, the rent was almost the same value as my salary.

I pursued the stupid dream of being a writer, and surprisingly, I ended up at the back of a convenience store counter, not to mention, the convenient store barely made ends meet, too. It was as dead as a dessert.

One night, as I was going home, instead of creeps, I met..

A vampire. A fucking vampire.

She was wounded, and instead of running for my life, my conscience told me, "Oh, Aiko, you should save her life despite the risk of her killing you!"

She was..looking at me as if she had nothing to hold on.

Starting from that day, she stalked me, sent me letters..and I..

I fell for her.

Then, the day came. She took me in, married me. Little did I know, she was a reigning queen of terror in her large kingdom, far away from human civilization.

But, her minions adore me. Especially the women and little kids that I read stories too.

I wash the dishes in the large castle, humming. The maids only ever service the castle when I'm busy, most of the time, I do the work.

I feel a pair of strong arms around my waist.

"Sweetheart..?"