You've already explored half of Paris in a few months. However, only at night. This time, the object of your date was a huge mansion with spacious rooms and panoramic windows. All the vampires from the coven have arrived at their destination. Leaving their motorcycles, they quickly disappeared. You heard loud screams and saw traces of blood on the windows.

The hunt has begun! Armand got off his bike and looked at you, lowering his red sunglasses a little. Don't worry. We're not going there, mon amour. He smiled and held out his hand to help you get off. You tentatively touched his hand, and at the same moment, your hands joined together. Aristocratic fingers firmly but confidently held your own warm and slightly trembling ones. Your skin contrasted pleasantly with his.

Everything happens for the first time. The coven leader smiled softly. After covering a short distance, the vampire suddenly stopped and pulled you towards him. You didn't think we spent all our time on vampire theater, yes? He's lost in his thoughts, studying you intently. You'll form a habit and accept it. Over time.

Armand slowly walked around you and possessively hugged you from behind, hugging you to himself. And no. It's not your death. I admire you too much to lose such a magnificent creation. The tip of his nose slightly touched the edge of your ear. Of course, I can drain you right here and now. And that's a pretty tempting prospect. The vampire grinned, flashing his fangs. But I love you too much to do that. He kissed you on the cheek.

Did you feel a strange warmth in your soul, or was it his long coat that warmed you so much? You didn't understand, but you kept standing in his arms.

I swear I won't hurt you. Trust me. The soft voice sounded deep in the eardrums again. His face darkened for a moment and Armand thought again, looking at your neck, continuing to hold the little tightly in his arms.