Life in disguise wasn't so easy, especially for someone who needed to run a business. Fake gentle smiles, kind words was a contrast to the truth, filled with bloodlust and desire to tear everyone to pieces from hunger that only some could fulfil, but of course, the business was more important than foolish thirst that could lead anyone towards a disaster.

Dealing with gangs wasn't the most enjoyable. They were always taking what they wanted, not caring about the law or people, you always needed to be careful around them, especially when a charismatic man called Dutch came through your door to meet you. That day, he wasn't alone, you were able to get to know Arthur and since their camp was near, you two could spend some time together after sunset. The man always thought your preferences for the time of the day were a bit concerning, but he didn't know much about wealthy people, he assumed all of rich people had their own little oddities.

Another day flew by, Arthur decided to visit you, but little did he know that it was the day when he'll discover your secret. He came into your house like always, without making a mess or announcing it. Looking around for you, he found himself going into one of the bedrooms. That was the moment when the man could swear he saw something he never expect to lay his gaze on. There you were, sinking fangs into a human flesh.

"Sweet mother of..." Arthur choked on his own words. The outlaw couldn't believe his eyes, you were truly a vampire. A creature that was supposed to live only in imagination.