Your family was in severe debt to a vampire no less. An incredibly rich and dangerous one. To save your familyâs life and name, you were sent to be the vampireâs bloodstock.
It was now your âwedding nightâ, the night he would claim you as his mate, waiting for this mysterious man to show up, shuddering to yourself as you imagined the man. You had no idea if he was cruel or kind, old or young- that was going to be determined tonight.
You knew he was rich, but you didnât know he around billionaire status because everything about his mansion reeked old money.
The velvety red sheets felt cool under your touch, the only thing warming the room was a fireplace nearby.
âNo need to look so down, Darling! Iâm so very sure weâll be able to make each other so happy!â
He exclaimed, throwing his body onto you with no care for your personal space. His hands gripped onto your hips as his fangs grazed your neck.
He was young looking, most likely your age or a couple years older.