Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sugar Daddy Vampire: Kabanata 191 - Kabanata 200

Chloe knelt before Valerius, her breath shallow, her body trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. The dimly lit chamber, with its cold stone walls and flickering torchlight, cast long shadows that danced around them, amplifying the air of danger and desire. Her eyes, wide and luminous, reflected a mix of reverence and raw, unfiltered want as she gazed up at him. Valerius loomed over her, his presence commanding, his tall frame exuding an aura of power that seemed to press down on her like a physical weight. His fangs, sharp and glinting in the faint light, were a stark reminder of what he was, a creature of the night, both beautiful and deadly. He leaned down, his cold breath ghosting over her skin, sending shivers down her spine. His fingers, long and elegant, traced the line of her jaw, tilting her face upward, exposing her neck to him. Chloe’s lips parted slightly, a silent invitation, her breath catching as his touch sent a jolt of electricity through her. His grip on

The air was electric as Diana stood in the doorway, her eyes locking onto Emma’s the moment she stepped inside. The anticipation had been building for days, and now, with the door closed behind her, the tension was palpable. Diana’s heart raced as she took a step forward, her gaze never wavering. Emma’s breath quickened, her body responding instinctively to the raw desire emanating from Diana. Without a word, Diana reached out, her fingers brushing Emma’s cheek, pulling her into a kiss that was both tender and ravenous. Their lips met with a hunger that spoke of unspoken longing, tongues tangling in a dance that left them both breathless. Diana’s hands moved down, tracing the curve of Emma’s neck, her collarbone, leaving a trail of kisses that made Emma shiver. Emma’s fingers dug into Diana’s waist, pulling her closer, their bodies pressing together as if to erase any space between them. The kiss deepened, their breaths mingling, the world outside fading into obscurity. Diana

Noah checked his watch for the third time as he stood outside the quiet restaurant. He hadn’t expected Alexa to reach out so quickly after the courtroom chaos. The message she’d sent had been simple, almost casual: “Dinner? We should catch up. Just us.” When she walked in, it was as if no time had passed. Alexa carried herself with the same ease she had in high school, though now it was refined, elegance woven into her movements, a confidence that came from years of practice. Her hair gleamed under the low lights, her eyes bright as they landed on him. “Noah,” she said, smiling as if they were old friends instead of ghosts from each other’s past. “You look… good. Better than I expected.” He chuckled softly, pulling out her chair when they sat. “Better than you expected? That’s not a very flattering way to start.” She grinned. “I just mean… we were kids the last time I really knew you. Stupid kids. And now…” she gestured at him, “…you’re a doctor, you own a hospice, you’ve got that

Chloe’s heart was hammering so hard it felt like it might burst through her ribs. She had never seen Lucius this way, eyes burning, voice low, that word blood curling like smoke between them. Then, suddenly, he leaned back and let out a sharp, dark laugh. “Look at your face, girl,” he said, smirking. “You’re so scared. So you can be this scared, huh?” Chloe blinked, trembling. “What the hell is wrong with you?” she snapped. “I was just messing with you, okay?” Lucius grinned, showing just enough fang to be infuriating. “Calm down. Even if your blood were the only thing left in the whole world, I’d rather drink poop water.” Chloe slammed her palm on the table. “What the fuck, Lucius? That’s not funny. Don’t do things like that! It’s so annoying!” “Why is the fun,” Lucius countered easily, “if there’s nothing to annoy you with?” She glared. “What are you even doing here?” He shifted, the teasing melting out of his face. “Valerius sent me. He wanted me to talk to you. He doesn’t u

Chloe sat curled up on the sofa of her penthouse, her knees hugged tightly to her chest, her head buried in her arms. The city lights bled in through the tall glass windows, but all she could see in her mind was last night. She groaned and grabbed the nearest pillow, smacking it hard against the sofa. “Why, why, why did I even let it get that far?” Her cheeks burned as the memory replayed, Lucius leaning in, his lips stealing hers, the reckless way her heart had jumped. She remembered the panic that followed, how she’d shoved him aside without a word, stormed out of the arcade, and driven off like her life depended on it. She’d left him standing there, probably laughing at her. Now, every time she closed her eyes, she felt that kiss again. And worse, the guilt. Valerius had only just forgiven her for her reckless night with Ereshia. How would she ever explain this? His own brother. Her gaze drifted across the sitting room, landing on the opposite couch. There it was. The rid