A Game Of Chess With A Vampire
[SLOW BURN ROMANCE. RATED 18: NO RAPE] What if the sort of love you'd wanted and desired, only but a man incapable of love could give it to you–a man who has not the slightest of an idea what the word "Love" meant? ..... Vampires coexisted with humans for centuries without either side hunting or killing the other due to a peace treaty. They didn’t feed on human blood for so long either, but that changes when the first vampire auction is held. Six human slaves were sold, and among them included Avelina, a twenty-six-year-old woman. Avelina is sold to an infamous Vampire prince, Draven Delgaard, rumored to have committed heinous acts even amongst his kind. She fears for her life upon their first encounter, but to her utmost bewilderment, Draven Delgaard makes a deal with her. He sought the inheritance of the royal family, but to be qualified, he needed a wife. Since his kinds weren’t available due to his reputation, Avelina was one of the few options left. In exchange for her freedom, she will assist him in obtaining the inheritance. But this royal inheritance can only be acquired through the style of a chess game with other royal opponents. A game of strategy and survival. Should she succeed, her freedom shall be regained and it would be a win-win for both her and Draven. However, she soon realizes that success might come at a very heavy cost. Will Avelina and Draven be able to win the game of chess? Will they secure her freedom and inheritance, or will they fall victim to the dangerous machinations of the royal family?
Do Not Fucking Touch Me!!!
Valentine waved his hand as though dismissing him and went right back to eating.
Ryan's eyes twitched in pure anger. "You—"
"Father, please tell him to leave me alone." Valentine rolled his eyes. "Your wife dying has nothing to do with me, mon dieu! She was not my wife, but yours, so mourn her alone. If anyone here wants to join you in mourning, they are free to do so. As for me…" He raised his head, meeting Ryan's gaze. "… I don't give a fuck!"
He smirked.
This caused Ryan's stomach to twist in rage. His eyes flickered rapidly, and his trembling hands instinctively moved, gripping Valentine by the collar of his shirt and pulling him up from the chair.
"YOU ASSHOLE!! What did you say again? Repeat it!!" He sent his balled fist to punch Valentine, but his momentum was halted by someone who grabbed his wrist.
Slowly, Ryan turned his head, only for his eyes to meet with Draven's orbs behind the transparent glasses he was wearing.