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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

Worry

"Are you okay?" Kai asked as he inspected my body for any signs of bruises. 

Bianca was trailing behind me watching us. I had insisted she go home but she wanted to make sure I got to the penthouse safely. She was afraid something might happen along the way.

  I appreciated her worry and understood it was coming from a place of concern but I didn't want to be treated as though I was a damsel in distress. 

"What did she do? " Zeus asked as he stood beside Kai. He had a worried look on his face and at the same time, he looked angry. 

"She didn't do anything. She wanted to hit me with a baseball bat but she was unlucky because Bianca was there to stop her. " I explained. 

Kai and Zeus looked relieved at hearing that. They even went to the extent of carrying me to the couch and placing me on it like I was an item.

"I'm fine, "I tried to say but no one was listening to what I was saying.