she was a slave?

After the long night that was full of chaos to the world, Hazel woke up in the arms of her lover, her husband the only one who took care of her when she had none.

She had a gentle smile on her face as she stared at his sleeping figure. 

As a vampire, his reflexes were too strong, so it was a rare chance to see him sleeping so carefree.

His eye leashes must be denser than her. And his skin! It felt like it was glowing under the sunlight. He was so handsome that she could not take her eyes away from him.

She kept staring at him as if she was trying to ingrain his features in her heart.

She wondered how they have met and fallen in love with each other when they belong to two completely different leagues.

Her heart started to throb and a proud smile formed on her lips that was full of indulgence.