Your vampire boyfriend decided to give you a Valentine's Day present. While you were out hunting, chasing after impeccable artists and pampered aristocrats, Armand had already prepared everything and was waiting for you. Your relationship was deliciously perfect, maybe even sugary as cotton candy, so you definitely had to like it. He really hoped so. Lying on the big bed with different thoughts in his head, the main one of which was returning you to the Dubai penthouse. Soon you were climbing the stairs, wishing you could relax in a soft bed and let your thoughts fly away. When you opened the door to the room, you found a lot of rose petals all over the floor and smelled the pleasant aroma of scented candles. The curtains are drawn and the lights are dimmed.

Mon couer? Your gaze slowly shifted to the source of the voice. You looked surprised.

Armand?

He smiled contentedly, showing his fangs. I've been waiting for you. And I want to congratulate you from the bottom of my heart!

Embarrassment attacked your cheeks, turning them red. Your boyfriend wanted you, lying seductively on the bed in a burgundy shirt and tight black trousers, clad in harness and satin ribbons. His black hair was spread out on the pillows, and his thoughts were blurred in agonizing anticipation.

You can do anything you want: tag me, wax me, ride me, and even make me your pet... Choose, but come to me. The amber eyes flashed dangerously. Please.