All Chapters of Sugar Daddy Vampire: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The moment Chloe stepped out of the car, Mrs. Faythe’s gaze locked on her like a hawk. She pointed, her voice rising above the murmurs. “That's the girl there. That is Chloe.” The nearest officer turned, following her finger. His eyes found Chloe, and in an instant, it felt like the whole block turned with him. Chloe froze on the sidewalk, her pulse hammering so loud she thought she might faint. “What… what’s going on?” she managed, her voice small. The officer approached, his expression unreadable beneath the brim of his cap. “Chloe Bennett?” Her throat went dry. She nodded slowly. Chloe’s mind raced. Questions? About what? Had something happened to her mother? No, no, she had just visited her at the hospice not long ago. Her breath came shallow, panic clawing up her chest. “Did something happen officer?” she managed, her voice small. Before the officer could answer, a familiar voice cut through the crowd. “Chloe!” She whipped around just in time to see Zoe brea

I still remember the first time I really saw Noah Carrington. Not just saw him, everyone at Successview High saw him. You couldn’t not notice Noah. He was one of those boys who made hallways tilt toward him, like the world bent in his direction without him ever trying. Tall, golden-brown skin that always seemed to glow, sharp cheekbones, and that effortless kind of confidence people are either born with or spend lifetimes faking. He was one of the hottest boys in school and he knew it. And of course, he was dating her. Alexa Sterling. Blonde, gorgeous, rich. Her dad owned half the city’s car dealerships, and every other week she showed up in a different shiny new ride. Alexa was the girl every girl wanted to be and every boy wanted to touch, and somehow Noah was the one who had her. Together, they were like some teen royalty, the perfect, shiny couple who got dropped off every morning in matching luxury cars, their drivers stepping out in black suits to open the doors for them like

When our lips finally parted, silence lingered between us for a long beat. My pulse was racing, my cheeks flushed, and then almost at the same time, we both let out these awkward, nervous little laughs. It was ridiculous, really. One second, we were tangled up in something that felt so impossibly intense, and the next, we were trying to act like normal teenagers who hadn’t just crossed a line.“So…” I said, chewing on my bottom lip, “what about Alexa? Because this… this is so wrong.”Noah leaned back against the wall, his eyes never leaving mine. A slow smile tugged at his mouth. “Not for long,” he said, his voice steady, almost defiant. “Not for long anymore.”My stomach flipped. He sounded so sure of himself, like he’d already made up his mind.I hesitated, then blurted out the truth I hadn’t meant to. “You know you’re… you’re my first kiss.”His eyes widened, then he let out a laugh of disbelief. “That’s a lie.”“It’s not!” I said quickly, feeling heat rise to my face.“No way,” he

Noah brushed his fingertips across my cheek, his touch soft, his eyes steady. “Stay here,” he murmured. “I’ll handle this. Don’t worry, I’ll be back in a moment.” Then he slipped toward the door. My breath caught. The room suddenly felt smaller, suffocating, every second stretching longer than the last. The door opened… closed again… and I was left in the darkness, my heart pounding as I waited for whatever came next. I pressed back against the headboard, knees pulled tight to my chest. Noah had gone to deal with Alexa, but every creak of the floorboards, every rustle of the sheets made me jump. The silence gnawed at me, the uncertainty sinking sharp teeth into my nerves. And then… he returned. I couldn’t see him clearly in the shadows, but I knew him. The faint trace of his cologne lingered in the air, comforting and dangerous all at once. “How did it go?” I whispered, my voice shaking. “What… what did she want?” “I sorted it out,” he said, his tone final, unreadable. Before

Chloe’s body shook as she backed up, her voice barely a whisper. “Who… who’s there?” A light flicked on in the corner of the room, and her eyes widened. There he was… Valerius, standing there, composed, but somehow even more commanding than ever. “Valerius?” she breathed, disbelief and fear mingling in her tone. “Yes,” he said, his voice smooth, almost teasing. “Relax. I just wanted to make sure you’re calm… because seriously, you’re shaking like a leaf. Look at you, scared out of your mind.” Chloe’s hands flew to her face, her heart hammering. “You… you had to scare me like that? And now you’re just… here? How did you even get in?” He tilted his head, a slow smirk tugging at his lips. “Are you seriously asking me that? You really think I wouldn’t have a key?” She crossed her arms, trying to steady herself. “Why now? In the middle of the night? How do you even know I’ve packed? I didn’t even tell you…” Valerius stepped closer, the shadows making him look even taller, mor