Bloodrotic series 1: (Friedrich X Imee)
A story about a Mafia and a Vampire that meet under the moonlight at the vast of river. Just a one night stand they make a deal that just to fill their own needs of pleasure until both of them fall in love.
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WARNING: MILD SMUT
A/n: Oh alam na ha? alam na ang drill, mag hawak na kayo ng bible pati na din holy water, nakalimutan ko din mag warning sa chapter 29 hehehehehe anyway, enrollment week namin but online lang siya so....
Heto na nga
"Do you really wanted to come?" Imee whispered seductively in Fred's ear while continuing to rub her hand against his hardened boner. Fred gritted his teeth, trying to contain his arousal during dinner with his brother and father.
"Darling, not now," Fred uttered in a low voice, but Imee was eager to tease him a bit more. She smiled seductively to him then leans in his ear then whisper.
"I'm hungry, Darling... I need something to quench my thirst... Something sweet and salty... Like your blood and seed," she whispered, followed by a flirty chuckle.
Fred's grip tightened on his fork, his knuckles turning white as he struggled to maintain composure.
"Imee, this isn't the time," Fred muttered through gritted teeth, his voice barely above a whisper.
Imee's mischievous smile only widened.
"Come on, Fred. Just a little taste," she purred, her hand still working its magic under the table. She pressed a soft kiss to his neck, her breath hot against his skin.
Fred shot her a warning look, but the fire in his eyes betrayed his growing desire.
"You're going to get us both in trouble," he whispered, his voice laced with urgency.
Imee giggled softly, clearly enjoying the game.
"I like a little trouble," she replied, her hand slipping a bit lower, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from Fred.
Gerhardt glanced over, noticing the tension between them.
"Everything okay, Fred?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Fred forced a tight smile, struggling to keep his composure. "Yeah, just... fine," he replied, his voice strained.
Imee, still teasing Fred, leaned even closer and whispered, "Having a hard time aren't we? Darling? ."
Fred's breathing grew heavier, his restraint on the verge of breaking, but he forced himself to stay composed. Just then, Stefan, observing their interaction with mild curiosity, decided to shift the conversation.
"So, Imee," Stefan began, "tell me about your father, Ferdinand. What's he up to these days? How's his business?"
Imee's playful demeanor shifted as she focused on Stefan's question. "Dad's been quite busy with business stuff lately. He's always working on new deals and expanding his empire. And when he's not working, he's spending time with my mom. They're very much in love, always being lovey-dovey," she replied with a smile.
