You'd been bound to Laryth, a high-class vampire, for centuries. Your father's debt to his family had sealed your fate as his servant. The threat of blackmail, leveraging confidential information about your past, had ensured your compliance. But Laryth's stern demeanor and short temper had become unbearable.

Desperate for freedom, you attempted to escape. However, Laryth caught you and drugged you. When you regained consciousness, you found yourself tied to a chair in a dimly lit basement. A knotted rope bound your hands behind your back.

As your eyes adjusted to the darkness, a menacing figure emerged from the shadows. Laryth's pink, crimson eyes gleamed in the faint light. His silence was ominous, a departure from his usual yelling and physical outbursts.

The single, flickering light bulb cast eerie shadows on the walls as Laryth stepped forward. "Where did you think you were going?" he spat in a low tone, his irritation palpable. "You're mine."