All Chapters of Sugar Daddy Vampire: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Angela’s sunhat tilted just so, shielding her face from the brilliant Maldivian sun as she stretched out on the recliner, the turquoise water glimmering like liquid jewels around the overwater villa. The gentle hush of the waves beneath the deck was hypnotic, the kind of rhythm that seeped into the bones and promised absolute rest. For the first time in years, Angela felt like herself again not a woman defined by illness or hospital rooms, but simply a woman on vacation. She reached for her drink, condensation sliding cool against her fingertips, and took a slow sip of the coconut cocktail. Sweet, fresh, with just the right kick. A sigh escaped her lips. “This is heaven,” she murmured to no one in particular, the words half lost to the sea breeze. Behind her, the villa door creaked, and one of the resort staff slipped in with a polite bow. “Mrs. Angela, lunch will be served in thirty minutes. Do you wish it here on the deck or in the dining area?” “Here, please,” Angela said warmly

The evening air in the Maldives was warm and perfumed with sea salt and flowers, the kind of softness that made everything feel lighter than it really was. It clung warm and velvety against Angela’s skin as she walked down to the dining terrace, the ocean’s hush echoing under the soft thrum of island music. Daniel was already waiting for her at a candlelit table by the water. He rose when she approached, his smile broad and easy, eyes glinting in the light of the torches. “Angela,” he said, pulling out her chair with a flourish. “You’re stunning. You might make me forget I’m supposed to eat.” She laughed, the kind of laugh she hadn’t heard from herself in a while. “You’re full of lines, aren’t you?” “Only the true ones,” he replied smoothly. The meal began simply, grilled fish, tropical fruits, a chilled bottle of white wine but as the wine loosened their words, conversation spilled richer, deeper. Daniel was an attentive listener, leaning in close, laughing at her jokes, and com

They all heard the words and, for a beat, the room became nothing but a held breath. Morwen’s voice hung in the doorway like a blade. “I know where Chloe is.” Valerius moved before the rest of the sentence had fallen. He closed the door with one hard hand and crossed the penthouse in long, precise strides until he stood a mere breath from the witch. The light caught Morwen’s bone mask and eyes, and for an instant, Valerius saw only the thing that had dared to take Chloe: a figure threaded through with old vows and colder intentions. “Where is she?” he demanded, slow as winter. Morwen inclined his head, as if answering a compliment. “I will take you to her,” he said. “But you must understand the truth of this, this was not a whim. The Ashen Kin are not acting on petty malice. Selene ordered this. She has demanded a payment. They obey to save their own skins. They do not do this for sport.” Valerius’s jaw worked. “Then I will burn their coven to ash and take her back,” he said, voi

The night bled thick through the forest, every branch and shadow alive with whispers. Valerius strode at the front, his black coat snapping in the wind, his eyes glowing faintly with hunger and fury. The cursed trees leaned close as if to choke their path, roots snaking across the ground to trip them, thorned branches reaching out like claws. Behind him, Zoe clung close to Noah, her hand sparking faint pulses of protective energy as she whispered incantations Melinda had taught her. Diana walked a few steps ahead, murmuring a counter-charm under her breath, her palms glowing faint blue as she pushed the forest’s illusions away. Lucius brought up the rear, silent but sharp-eyed, blade gleaming at his hip. Morwen walked just off to the side, his movements too smooth, too calm for someone supposedly “helping.” His cloak never caught on the brambles, his steps left no sound in the leaves. Valerius kept glancing back at him, jaw clenched tight, the hunger to kill the witch just barely

Cerys tilted her head, her lips curling into a cruel smile. “You came here to save her, all in the name of love. But tell me, Valerius… does she truly love you back?” She turned to Chloe, eyes gleaming. “Do you love him?” Chloe’s voice cracked as she screamed, “Valerius, I love you! You know I do, don’t listen to her!” Valerius’s gaze softened, if only for a moment. “I know you love me, Chloe. I’ve never doubted that. And I love you too.” Cerys clapped her hands mockingly. “Oh, how sweet. How tragic.” Her eyes slid back to Chloe, sharp as blades. “You love him, yet you still betrayed him. How is that love?” Valerius’s expression hardened. “What are you talking about?” Cerys smirked, savoring every word. “Oh… she didn’t tell you, did she? You never learned about her little affair with Ereshia, the guardian bound to protect her. While you bled and suffered, chasing the blood of ten mythical creatures to close the veil, she was warming herself with your precious little guar