[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?
Without saying a word, Draven walked past them and strode toward his quarter. He approached Santino, who was standing guard by the door, and Santino gave him a respectful bow with a light smile apparent on his face.
Draven opened the door and walked in, shutting it behind him. He took his coat off and began to walk towards the closet, but he came to a stop at the sight of Avelina, who lay on the soft sofa on her back.
Her hair was scattered all around, and her dress was pulled up along with it. On her chest was a book, which her hands were still holding onto.
He didn't need to be told to realize that she had fallen asleep whilst reading. Reluctantly, he stepped next to the sofa and squatted down. He stared at Avelina's sleeping face and reached out his finger to playfully poke her cheek.
A warm smile emerged on his lips, and he brushed off her hair that fell over her face. He cannot explain it, but looking at her face entertained him quite a lot.