His Muse

The Vampire Kingdom

Esmeray was losing her mind.

Yes.

That was it.

The cupcake-loving bastard's overly sweetness was poisoning her mind.

For the love of everything holy, Esmeray couldn't even get a little kiss out of him no matter how much she pushed. As if that wasn't pure torture, it amazed her that Vladimir could go to any lengths to avoid her touch as if her touch was going to burn him before marriage.

And to top, all this pile of torture Vladimir wouldn't even flirt with her. Like how ludicrous was that! She never knew that Vampires were this religious.

Esmeray was surprised to find that she didn't like this new side of the Vampire King, this overly gentle side of him that was treating her like she was made of glass and would break any moment.

She was amazed that how the title of his bride had made Vlad change the way he acted around her.

It had been all fun and games in the first few days since she came back to his Castle. She had fun toying with this charming Vampire w