Fated To The Vampire
Adrian took a big breath and finally moved those big blue eyes to Shay, "Who cares what a vampire thinks of you? All he does is smoke and drink blood. He won't win this. He's too old."
"Ah, Hart, you're being the asshole now. I'm not even the oldest vampire here. Anton was present during the medieval era," Ivan scoffed behind her. His voice sounded amused, "Back me up, Anton."
"Bah, I don't care about you enough," Anton muttered, voice bored and raspy as hell, "Can we go back to work? This is boring me."
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