Chapter 1 - The Man in the Dream

Third-Person POV

"Your Majesty, we have found her, the best candidate for your sperm from the blood bank," a servant bows and reports to the man in the dark corridor of a luxury hotel. He dresses in a navy blue Armani couture suit, one hand casually in his pocket. His imposing figure exudes an aura of majesty, even if he doesn't say a word.

"I see," the man's voice is very deep.

"The woman is already on your bed. Today is her ovulation date—"

Before the servant could finish, the man waves him off.

He pushes the door open, and the dimly lit room reveals a woman lying on the bed with flushed cheeks, her blonde hair cascading over her face, mouth, and shoulders.

The man's Adam's apple bob slightly. His gaze darkens, making him look like a fierce werewolf hiding in the dark night, ready to pounce on its prey.

"Why is it getting so hot in here..." Suddenly, the woman's rosy lips utter a moan as she forcefully throws back the sheets, revealing her naked body.

The man no longer admires silently; he looses his tie and strides purposefully toward her. He moves as if she were his captive, knowing she can't escape from him tonight...

Lily's POV

"Agh!" A sudden pain washes over me, instantly sobering me up.

I can feel someone forcefully spreads my legs and pushes his manhood into my vagina, symbolizing his dominance over me.

Who is he? Am I dreaming?

I vividly remember I was in a student dormitory. No man is allowed to enter the girls' dorm, even if he's my boyfriend!

"Who are you? Hmm..."

I instinctively try to push him away.

However, my feeble attempts to free myself from his embrace fail, as he effortlessly holds both my arms above my head and presses me onto the bed.

His kisses continue to descend...

His scorching lips linger on my ears and neck, sending shivers down my spine. The amazing sensation of electric shock spreads from my neck throughout my body.

Dazed, I look around. The opulent surroundings: the silk curtains hanging like clouds from the high ceiling, the magnificent and eerie murals on the walls, all exuded luxury.

This is definitely not my dorm. Where am I? Someone kidnapped me?

My consciousness blur, and I struggle to differentiate between reality and the dream.

The next moment, the man bites my lips.

"Focus."

His voice send shivers down my spine, icy like the Arctic, while his hands on my chest ignite a burning sensation.

His lips move to my breasts, and in the next instant, he sucks on my nipples. I could feel his tongue dancing at the edge of my nipple.

"No! This is wrong."

I try to lift his head, but I find myself unable to resist. Instead, my legs open wider, granting his deeper access!

"Are you ready?" Suddenly, the man's voice becomes full of temptation.

"Ready for what..."

"Give me a child."

His voice is firm, leaving no room for refusal.

"But why me?" I ask, puzzled.

"Because you are the only candidate in the blood bank."

Blood bank?

What does that mean...

Is he a vampire?

Lost in my thoughts, the man above me quickens his movements. I want to resist, but my body betrays me. My words turn into sensual moans.

***

I lose track of time when the urgent ringing of my cellphone jolts me awake.

I don't care to answer it. Instead, I scan the room, realizing I'm still in my university apartment. I quickly check my clothes, but my pajamas are intact!

However, the intense pain between my legs reminds me that last night was not a dream.

I'm lost in thoughts, while my best friend Amber suddenly enters the room.

Seeing me examining myself, she immediately starts teasing, "What?! Lily, were you masturbating just now? If you have such needs, shouldn't you look for your dear boyfriend?"

Amber's words make me jump.

Right! The one thing I could be certain of is that the man in the dream can't be my boyfriend, Ben. Could I have been so drunk that I cheated on him?

I can't tell Amber the truth; my swollen secret part proves that it wasn't a wet dream.

A series of concerns keep me distracted throughout the morning classes. I barely make it to the end of the day.

At night, I lie down in fear and even turn on the camera on my phone to record, just in case. However, nothing happens that night.

Also, for the next whole week, there are no signs of anything abnormal.

Over time, it slips from my mind.

Until two months later, when the smell of butter on the maid's hands makes me vomit severely, I recollect that I haven't had my period for two months.

The maid discreetly informs my father about my vomiting. Immediately, my father takes me to the hospital for an examination.

I'm pregnant...

Back home, my father angrily holds the pregnancy report and forces me to kneel in the living room.

My stepmother Catherine, stepsister Anna, and even my boyfriend Ben are present.

Father's furious slap lands on my face, "Say it, who is the father of this child?!"

"Lily! Why did you betray me?!" Ben also looks at me angrily, while Catherine and Anna watch gleefully.

Catherine brings a cup of tea and tries to reassure my father, "Calm down, dear. Don't be angry with her, she is just a child..."

"A child? Is that what a CHILD can do?!"

Father pushes Catherine's arm away out of anger.

Her arm turns, and the hot tea pours directly on me.

My tender skin instantly appears a ferocious red mark.

But I do not dare to cry pain. All I could do is to lower my head and apologize to my father in tears, "Sorry, dad......"

"Don't tell me you are sorry!"

Father gasps, waving and saying, "Tell me, who is that man? Where is he? What's his name?"

How shall I answer this question... Since that night, he has never appeared again, nor did he ever tell me his name...

Seeing me remain silent and bow my head, Anna takes the initiative to interject,

"Lily, just tell us. Why are you still defending that guy? Or maybe, maybe you don't even have a clue who he is?"

After uttering those words, she gasps in shock

, "Oh my god, Lily! How many men have you slept with? Is that why you're unsure about the child's father?"

"You're talking nonsense!" I exclaim, bewildered and angry as I raise my head.

"How could I ever do such a thing?"

Anna looks dejected and says, "Why so fierce? I'm just making a casual guess." Catherine, my stepmother, chimes in,

"Exactly, if you stay silent like this, how can we know the truth?"

"But I don't know... I really don't know," I attempt to explain.

However, my father seems to have lost his temper completely and he slaps me directly. Seeing this, Catherine hurriedly comforts him, saying

, "Take a deep breath, honey. The most important thing now is to figure out how to deal with the child in her belly..."

"What else can we do? This bastard must be aborted!"