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Dear Biter,

I'm doing the laundry however surprisingly my wound doesn't hurt much.

"Hey you witch ! Go brush the floor of throne room" the old lady ordered snatching the basket from me

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"Hey you witch ! Go brush the floor of throne room" the old lady ordered snatching the basket from me.

I gulped taking in the surroundings, my steps wandered  towards the throne and my hasty hands were about to touch it but you grabbed my wrist

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I gulped taking in the surroundings, my steps wandered  towards the throne and my hasty hands were about to touch it but you grabbed my wrist.

"I saved your life and you have the audacity to touch the divine throne??!" You spat angrily throwing me on the floor.

I felt something heavy on my neck ...

Your fangs were thrusting inside sucking blood...

I tried to push you but your desire was much stronger than me ..

You didn't stopped no matter how many times I pleaded , it felt like hours now and my body couldn't take it anymore.

My vision went black.

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