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A Vampire's Sin

( CONTAINS EXTREME MATURE CONTENT ) One is her tormenter and the other is her savior. Kidnapped into slavery, Leela keeps to herself for survival. However, her secret admirer has other plans. Who knew a life of slavery involved Versace and Prada dresses, posh parties and meeting celebrities, and diamonds and gold? She finds herself caged between the King of Vampires and her mysterious man. A lot is going on in her slave home but can she survive it? She finds there are more secrets in that place than she is prepared for. In a world of supernaturals, trust no one and beware of everyone. Who will she lean on for help? Her tormentor, savior, or both? Or maybe it's the friend who shows up out of nowhere and vows to protect her with her life. Question is; how much is she willing to do for survival? Can she play the game of chess everyone is playing or will she remain a pawn in their game? (DISCLAIMER; This may or may not be a reverse harem book ( Male Male Female romance) If it is however, the two male characters are both committed to the Female and they are not in love with each other.) I want to thank my top three fans; saywhat615, Tanysha_Rivera, and Ayesnoona. Chapters 61-80 are dedicated to you.

Mellovesbooks · Fantaisie
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109 Chs

4. For me

The girl whose name I had gathered was Leslie from the murmurs in the crowd, spewed lies to Madam Athena. People just stood there watching me as I glared at Leslie.

" Do you have any evidence to support your claims? " Athena asked.

Leslie pointed at the two bite marks on my neck that I hadn't even noticed were there. That must have been the doing of my secret admirer.

" Get back to your duties everyone, " Athena said and gestured for the two of us to follow her.

When we were in her office, she turned to me. Her eyes told me she was not willing to forgive me.

" Which guard are you having an affair with? " She asked.

Athena looked like she was in her early forties. Her fair skin paired with the red lipstick she had on suited her perfectly. She looked mature and put together. You wouldn't even guess she wasn't human if you saw her walking down the street.

Her black dress, however, was spooky and it made her look like a widow. Other than that, she looked delicate. Appearances can be very deceiving.

" I'm not having an affair with a vampire, " I stated bluntly.

Athena raised her eyebrow at me, expecting me to say more. I put my hand in my pocket and removed the letter my secret admirer had sent me and handed it to her.

" There has been someone coming to my room every night. A vampire I'm sure. It must be one of the guards. At first, I thought it was my imagination but last night it was confirmed. " I said.

I then proceeded to tell her all the details about how I felt when I woke up, the scent, and the incident in the master bedroom.

Her whole exterior changed. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought that she was scared. She looked at the letter and then back at me.

" Go back and do your chores, " she said to me.

I looked at her in surprise and hesitated. Leslie was shocked too. I expected her to tell me I was lying and kill me but she dismissed me.

" Why are you still standing here? Go! Don't mention what you told me to anyone. Do you hear me? " She asked.

I nodded my head and turned to leave. Leslie turned too and started walking with me to the door.

" Not you, " Athena said to her.

She remained behind as I exited her office. I walked back to the kitchen and people were staring at me and murmuring. My invisibility had been ripped to shreds in a matter of seconds.

" What is she doing here? "

" She's supposed to be dead. "

" Where is Leslie? "

Those were the things I heard people say. They may have thought I hadn't heard or maybe they did and they wanted to twist the knife Leslie had just stuck in my back.

" Whore! What are you still doing here? Aren't you ashamed of sleeping with a guard? " A girl said and I looked back to see who it was.

It was the girl that had told everyone that the Vampire King was returning. Her name was Margo. At least that's what I'd heard people call her.

She was sleeping with a guard herself and yet she had the audacity to slut-shame me.

" What about you? The information you gave us? Why don't you tell everyone where you got it from? " I asked.

She looked confused because she clearly hadn't expected me to retaliate.

" W-what are you talking about? " She stuttered out the question.

" You heard me. Show everyone your neck and if there are no marks, then you are free to insult me. " I said.

I huffed and stomped away. I rolled my eyes and went to do my duties. prepared the table for a feast. She didn't have an opportunity to deduce what type of feast it was, the events of the day haunting her.

After that, I went back to her room to avoid the dirty stares. I locked my room and turned to go to my bed but something caught my eye.

It was a black rose. It was freshly cut and delicate.

I walked over to it and picked it up. It felt so soft and fragile in my hands

Before I knew what I was doing, I sat down on the bed with it. I put it on the bed and ran it over my breasts. I closed my eyes and my head fell back as I whimpered.

A shiver ran down my spine while desire crept through my skin. Electricity coursed through my veins as I continued my onslaught. I didn't care about what I was doing. All I knew was that I was connected to my secret admirer somehow. I started trailing the rose down the valley of my breasts slowly over my breasts. Just as I reached my navel, something pulled me from my escapade.

There was a commotion outside as I heard people running and multiple murmurs. I decided to also go and see what was happening against my better judgment. I put the rose on the bed and went outside.

The slaves were hurrying towards the ballroom. I followed suit and went inside. They were gathered around something. I pushed my way to the front and gasped at what I saw.

There in the middle, lay Leslie's lifeless body drained of blood. She looked pale and her eyes were wide open in shock. Two bite marks were visible on the side of her neck.

At some point, I had wanted Leslie dead but I hadn't been serious. Who would do such a heinous act?

I saw a paper sticking out from her mouth. I walked towards it and opened her mouth a little to take it out. I removed it and unfolded it to read the content.

I'm watching over you

~your secret admirer.

He had…killed for me?