You were staring back at the glowing red eyes owned by the ruthless man in front of you. Ever since Deimos owned you, he didn't stopped visiting your place every night.

He walks towards you and climbed on your bed that you're currently sitting on. He then, sat in front of you while staring at you with those deadly yet tender eyes of his. A look that he's been holding himself not to dig his fangs in your neck.

"Why are you still up?" he asks, ignoring the smell of your blood.