Immodest.

Vladimir's heart raced in his chest at how attractive and exciting Luxiana looked. She had lowered her dress revealing her neck and part of her chest. She was so tempting, no, bewitching at this time that he would gladly let himself be intoxicated by her essence, her blood, and her body.

Since the morning, he wants her and now more than anything when she begs him to dispose of her, he can't take it anymore.

He is dying of hunger, thirst but more… He wants to possess her in every way, to make her his own. But if he starts feeding on her, he's afraid the world will misunderstand her. She is not just his meal, she is much more, it is the reason why he had always maintained a certain distance between them, forbidding himself to taste her.

But there, she offers him herself to sink his fangs into her neck. It is something very delicate because he does not intend to just drain her of her blood, no. Having to feed on her and leave her alive to start again and again. Isn't this the