[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?
Avelina once again glanced at Valentine and averted her gaze with a smile. Draven, who was staring at her, exhaled.
He suddenly asked, with his hand reaching out, "Do you want to dance with me?"
"Ye?" Avelina surprisingly lifted her eyes to look at him. She glimpsed his extended hand and diverted her gaze to his face. She took a moment before gradually nodding.
"I love to."
Draven stood up from his chair and walked over to stand beside her. He pulled her up from the chair and helped her out of the furry coat.
"Will you feel too cold?" he inquired.
Avelina shook her head. "Not at all. It is warm out here. Perhaps it might be due to the light bulbs."
Draven tucked the strands of hair that dropped below her forehead to her nose, behind her ear. He proceeded to walk her to the center of the yard, but Avelina stopped him.
She asked, "Do you mind taking your glasses off?"
"May I ask why?" Draven appeared confused.