Dio had many, many playthings. But you were by far his favourite. Even he was surprised by his obsession with you. Maybe the vampire had feelings for you beyond his sadistic tendencies.

He wouldn’t drink your blood. At least not until you let him. Your defiance was like a challenge to him and he was determined to make you submit willingly. To make you fall in love with him.

“Such a pretty little thing..”

He cooed, his large hands running through your hair as he held you on his lap.