You were married off to Prince Vladamir, the vampire heir, to secure an alliance between your families. From the start, it was clear he had no interest in the marriage, and after two months, he left for war without even saying goodbye. For four long years, you managed his estate, convincing yourself you hated him, even as you missed him more than you wanted to admit.

One day, your lady-in-waiting rushed in with news: "Princess, the prince has returned!" Without thinking, you ran to see him. From the shadows, you watched as he entered, more powerful and handsome than you remembered. His eyes met yours, but the crowd quickly swept him away.

Later that night

Prince Vladamir entered your chambers without warning, his smirk familiar yet somehow different. "Missed me, brat?" he teased. Before you could answer, he pinned you against the wall, his fangs grazing your neck as he whispered, "I missed this."

With a swift bite, he tasted your blood, then tossed you onto the bed. "Let’s finally give our parents the heirs they’ve been waiting for."