A Game Of Chess With A Vampire
[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?
Hurt?
All the while, Draven was gazing at her in a daze with a fallen jaw.
"I only said that because I thought it was not good for you," he explained subconsciously. "Please stop crying, okay?"
"Does that mean that you will buy more?" Avelina asked.
Draven nodded at her. "Yes. I will, as long as you want it."
"Oh…" Avelina cackled and began to wipe off her tears. "Oh my god, that's a lot of tears in my eyes."
She stood up from the floor and walked to the sink to wash her mouth and face.
Draven gazed at her as he gradually flushed the toilet. "Why does she cry like she has a tap in both eyes?" He could not ignore the amount of tears that had flowed down her cheeks.
"Do you always cry this easily, Avelina?" He stood up to his feet.
Avelina glanced over at him. "Easily? I don't understand what you mean."