THE DAY I SLAYED MY VAMPIRE LOVER
“I will not allow it.
Meanwhile, miles away across the rain-drenched city, the atmosphere inside the Vesper Estate was a world apart from the cold austerity of the cathedral.
In the heart of the master bedroom, the only illumination came from the dying embers of a hearth fire, casting long, dancing amber shadows across the heavy velvet drapes and polished oak floors. Cattleya lay curled tightly against Rusty’s bare chest, her body seeking the sheltering warmth of his embrace. The room smelled of woodsmoke, rain, and the sweet, lingering musk of their intimacy. They had made love again that night a slow, tender encounter filled with whispered confessions and breathless promises that seemed