[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?
But surely Draven wouldn't allow anyone to hurt his younger brother, right? I mean, they are aware that he doesn't really dislike Valentine, and neither has he done anything that could warrant letting him get hurt.
"Gosh, why am I even worrying about him?" Olive muttered to himself, annoyed.
He moved over to sit down on a sofa, but at the sound of Prince's voice, he halted.
He must be back! Olive quickly left his room and proceeded downstairs.
At the meeting table, they were all seated, including Prince, whose expression didn't look too good.
"Is…something wrong?" Olive probed.
Loui turned his head to glance at him. "Prince seems to have found something amiss."
"Amiss?" Olive shifted his attention to Prince.
"Qui." Prince nodded.
Pierre asked, "What is it?"
"Prince Ryan, a mentionné quelqu'un Bennet Pons," Prince responded.