Pregnant for the ruthless billionaire vampire의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 10

ELENA'S POVMy hands wouldn't stop shaking.I stared down at the crystal glass in my trembling fingers, watching the thick red liquid swirl inside it. Blood. Fresh blood. Still warm."What are you waiting for, human? Pour it already before it gets cold. You know I hate cold blood."Lucian Aion’'s voice cut through the silence like a blade. Cold. Sharp. Commanding.I swallowed hard and stepped forward, my bare feet silent against the marble floor of his penthouse office. The city lights of New York glittered behind him through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making him look like some dark king ruling over his empire.And I? I was nothing. Just his blood servant. His slave."I'm sorry, Master Lucian," I whispered, approaching his massive desk.He didn't even look up from the documents he was signing. His dark hair fell perfectly over his forehead, and even in the dim light, I could see how devastatingly handsome he was. Sharp jawline. Pale flawless skin. Those eyes, when he actually bothe

ELENA'S POVI ran faster than I'd ever run in my life.My bag slammed against my side with every step. Rain poured down, soaking through my thin coat, making the streets slippery beneath my feet.Behind me, I heard laughter. Cold, cruel laughter."Run, little Nightshade! Run!"I didn't look back. I couldn't. My lungs burned, my legs screamed, but I kept running.How did they know? How did they know what Lord Konstantin had said in that council chamber?Unless... unless someone told them.I turned a corner sharply, nearly slipping on the wet pavement. The streets were empty, it was past 2 AM, and even in New York, this neighborhood was deserted at this hour.No one to help me. No one to save me.I ducked into another alley, pressing myself against the brick wall, trying to catch my breath.My heart hammered so hard I thought it might burst from my chest.Silence.Maybe I lost them. Maybe—A hand grabbed my throat and slammed me against the wall.I screamed, but the sound died as finger

ELENA'S POV"Viviana! Viviana, wake up!"I shook her, panic rising in my chest. Her skin was burning hotter, her breathing shallow and rapid.This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be real.She was supposed to be my enemy. The woman who stole Lucian from me. The woman who humiliated me in front of the entire vampire council.But now she was dying in my arms."Seraphine!" I screamed into the darkness. "Seraphine, I need help!"She appeared instantly, materializing from the shadows like a ghost. Her eyes widened when she saw Viviana."What happened?""She said she was poisoned. By the vampire council. She said—""Move aside." Seraphine pushed me back and pressed her fingers to Viviana's neck. Her expression darkened. "Nightshade poison."I froze. "Nightshade? But I thought—""Not your Nightshade bloodline. The plant. Deadly nightshade, mixed with vampire blood and dark magic. It's one of the few things that can kill a pureblood vampire." She looked up at me. "This was meant to be a

ELENA'S POVThe barrier symbols on the doorframe stopped pulsing.For exactly three seconds the cabin was silent.Then the front door exploded inward.I spun around, dagger raised, heart slamming against my ribs.Seraphine stood in the doorway.She was covered in blood. Her tactical gear was shredded at the shoulder, a deep wound underneath still seeping through the torn fabric. Her silver-white hair was matted to one side of her face. She was breathing hard, which I'd never seen her do before.But she was alive."Seraphine….""Viviana. Where is she?" She was already moving past me down the hallway, reading the cabin in seconds the way only someone trained for centuries could."Bedroom. End of the hall. She's convulsing, the veins came back and…."Seraphine was already through the door.I followed her in.She took one look at Viviana's body arched against the mattress, the black veins blazing across her face and chest, and dropped to her knees beside the bed. Her hands moved immediat

ELENA'S POVThe footsteps on the gravel stopped.All three of us went still. Seraphine's hand moved to her nearest dagger. Viviana pushed herself upright against the pillows. I stayed at the foot of the bed with my hand on my own blade and my eyes on the door.One knock. Hard and deliberate.Then a voice through the wood. "It's Kyle. I'm alone. Lucian is twenty minutes behind me."Seraphine crossed to the door and opened it.The man who stepped in was tall, dark-skinned, with close-cropped hair and calm eyes that took in the entire room in one sweep without reacting to any of it. He looked at Viviana on the bed, at the residue of the ritual still glowing faintly on the floor, at my bloody palm, and said nothing about any of it.Viviana's eyes narrowed slightly when she saw him. "You came here first.""I did." His eyes moved to her and stayed there for exactly one second longer than necessary. "You look terrible.""I flatlined twenty minutes ago. You'll forgive me."He looked at me.