All Chapters of Sugar Daddy Vampire: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The penthouse was quiet, the city humming faintly beyond the glass walls. Chloe paced the length of the bedroom, her pulse quick, her palms damp. She told herself it was only nerves, but the truth was deeper, she’d been waiting for this night since the moment Valerius first set his eyes on her. Tonight felt like her wedding night. When he entered, it was without sound, his presence filling the room like a storm breaking. The air between them crackled with an electric tension, heavy with the weight of unspoken desire. Chloe's eyes locked onto Valerius's, and in that moment, the world around them seemed to dissolve. The distance that had kept them apart for so long felt like a taut wire, ready to snap at the slightest touch. Chloe's breath quickened as she took a step forward, her heart pounding in her chest. Valerius mirrored her movement, his tall, muscular frame closing the gap between them. The air grew thicker, charged with anticipation, as if the very atmosphere was holding it

Chloe lay sprawled across the tangled sheets, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of Valerius’s release. Her hair clung damply to her flushed skin, and her breath came in shallow gasps as she tried to steady her racing heart. The encounter had been intense, raw, and unlike anything she had ever experienced. She thought it was over, she wanted it to be over, if only to catch her breath but as she turned her head toward the ceiling, Valerius’s hand slid along her thigh, his touch both gentle and commanding. His eyes, dark and burning with an unquenchable hunger, locked onto hers as he leaned over her, his breath brushing her lips. His voice, hoarse but commanding, sent a shiver down her spine. “Sugar, I’m not done.” Her lips parted in response, her voice soft and questioning, as if she couldn’t quite believe what she was hearing. “What do you mean?” His gaze intensified, his hunger palpable, as he explained, his words low and deliberate. “I have to sex-drink. Feedi

Chloe’s chest rose and fell too quickly, as though her lungs couldn’t keep up with the weight of her panic. The walls pressed in around her, suffocating, while her ears roared with Valerius’s confession. “You killed me.” The words tore out of her again, brittle, broken. “I was dead.” Valerius reached for her, anguish written all over his face, but she slapped his hand away. The touch of him burned. “Stay away from me!” Her tears blurred her vision, but she saw Lucius move closer calm, cold, and collected. Unlike Valerius, he didn’t flinch under her rage. He crouched down, meeting her frantic eyes, his voice a steady current cutting through the storm. “Listen to me, Chloe. Yes, he killed you. He fed too deeply, too carelessly, and your heart stopped. But you are alive now. You are human.” Chloe shook her head violently. “No… I can feel it. I feel wrong inside, I feel…” “You feel the echo of death,” Lucius interrupted, his tone firm. “That will fade. You were brought back,

Chloe’s mouth went dry. She stared at Zoe, then at Melinda, and back again, her voice coming out as little more than a whisper. “Wait a second… This is your girlfriend, Mel? The one you’ve been telling me about all this time?” Zoe’s eyes softened, guilt and affection flickering across her face. “Yh,” she admitted quietly. “This is Mel.” She turned, almost instinctively, to the witch seated like a queen in the armchair. Her expression shifted into something Chloe had never seen before, raw, tender, vulnerable. “Babe… what are you doing here?” Then her gaze flicked to the two men across the room, both impossibly striking in their otherworldly beauty. Valerius sat with a tense elegance, his posture guarded, while Lucius lounged with infuriating calm, his green eyes glittering. Zoe followed her stare and blinked, taking in the two men properly for the first time. “Okay…” she said slowly, her tone a mix of awe and suspicion. “Chloe what is going on here”. Melinda’s eyes narrowed, her

Melinda sank back into the plush cushions of the couch, idly twirling a long strand of hair as she spoke. “You all need to move fast. Don’t linger. Every hour the veil stays open, more things slip through. When you’re done, you know where to find me.” Valerius’s jaw hardened, his hand instinctively brushing against Chloe’s shoulder in a protective gesture. “Then the hunt begins soon.” Lucius flashed a sly smile, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “I’ll join you, but let's be real, it’ll take us three days, maybe five, to gather every drop we need.” He stood, adjusting his dark jacket with theatrical precision. “But first, I have... business to attend to. I’ll be back before the hunt kicks off.” With that, he vanished into the night, his arrogance leaving an indelible mark on the air. Chloe stayed close to Valerius, her fingers lightly grazing his sleeve. “It’s dangerous… You have to be careful.” A low, velvety laugh rumbled from Valerius. “Dangerous? Chloe, if you knew the horror