[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?
Santino shook his head at him.
"I cannot do that, young master. Please, you have to stay with Lady Avelina."
"I know that, but I have something important to do right now. You look after—"
"No." Santino interrupted him. "If anything begins to go wrong, I do not think that I can handle it. Please stay back, young master. If there is any errand that you may desire to run, I will do it for you."
Draven's face crumpled. He wanted to say something to Santino, but he could not seem to do so. Anyone staring at him could tell that he was heavily stressed.
Without saying a word to Santino, he turned around and stepped back into the room. He grabbed his phone and dialed Olive's number.
[Don] Olive answered.
"Olive, have you heard of "La mort dans le sommeil?" Draven inquired.
[Huh? La mort dans le Sommeil?]
"Yes," Draven confirmed. "You have lived with some sort of witch before, right? Surely you must know what it is."