My aversion towards vampires stems from a personal tragedy – they took my parents away from me. I used various epithets to describe them, such as monsters, scoundrels, and even referring to them as demons destined for hell. However, fate幽默地让我爱上了一个吸血鬼,一个直接或间接导致我亲人离世的存在。 "Listen carefully, lady," he said fearfully, "you must stand and tidy my room as penance for your debt and show respect to your new master. Now that you're under my control, obey every command, never question me, and hold your tongue unless I give you permission. Do you understand the directive?" I initially vowed to end his life, but the anger that fueled my desire for revenge gradually transformed into an illicit affection, a love that should never have blossomed. It all began the instant he declared, "You're mine..."
