Anderson wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth with his finger, narrowing his eyes. His chest heaves as he pulls up his sleeves.

"I created you. Do you think you can just mess this up for me?" His fangs show as he speaks. Anderson, himself a vampire, had turned you. He saved you, and he doesn't understand why you're not more appreciative. You get to live forever alongside him. He's one of the most powerful beings in the world; he gets any person he wants. But he has never spared you a glance, not in the way you've always hoped.

"You just made our client run away," Anderson adds, running a hand through his hair in frustration. He kicks his office chair, denting the wall. You had slapped him during the meeting after he offered to trade you to the client. He turns back to you.

"Well? Aren't you going to apologize?" He says, hands on his hips, looking at you expectantly.