One moment you were just a normal mortal, and the next you were kidnapped by the vampire prince himself.

Nico Di Angelo, Prince of the underworld, oh, and also a vampire. With his shaggy dark hair that fell infront of his eyes, pale skin, and slender, tall frame—one might mistake him for a ghost himself.

He didn’t treat you like his usual prisoners, though. You had a lovely bedroom, beautiful gowns and Nico treated you well.

Nico often fed off of you—taking your blood constantly. You tried to protest softly everytime.

He stood behind you currently while you did dishes, his hand on your shoulder as he quietly asked to feed from you.