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My Son is the Devil's Heir

Escaping her life, Sienna ran away and raised her son on her own. But after six years of hiding, the devil came at her doorstep with one objective: to take his heir. “If you want to stay by my son’s side, I will allow you. But you cannot disclose your identity as his mother to anyone. You can only assume the role of his maid, and you shall abide by my rules,” he told her ruthlessly. Not a glimpse of remorse could be seen in his amber eyes. - A woman chained by her flaw, that is who Sienna Roselei is. Used as a pawn in her family's schemes, she falls into the mischievous hands of a man whose eyes glow with wickedness beyond what she can comprehend. She runs away and disappears for the next six years, only to fall into his hands again. But this time she is no longer alone. She is with her son. [Warning: Mature Content]

macy_mori · Fantasy
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86 Chs

Scent of Blood

Sienna knew she couldn't refuse Evan. She was alone in that room with him, and if she ended up provoking him, she feared the consequences would be dire.

"Your wrist," Evan said.

She looked at him for a moment and realized he wouldn't be drinking from her neck but from her wrist. 

Summoning her courage, she said, "Are you sure you want to drink from me, milord? I am only a lowly servant. My blood might not be to your liking. I can get you a bottle of fresh blood from the kitchen—" She stopped babbling when she saw the vampire narrow his eyes even more.

"Are you refusing me?"

"That, I won't dare."

"Good." He smirked. "Now, your wrist. I don't like to wait."

Sienna hesitantly offered her wrist. Evan grabbed it from the back and sank his fangs into her flesh. She bit back a groan and held her breath. Memories from six years ago suddenly flooded back, when she felt like she was on the brink of death.