The Vampires Slave

(Under Revision)

He was right behind me. He closed the door and locked it. I turn toward him And pull my hair back and tilt my neck. He laughs. "Actually we are gonna do things a little different." He says. He grabs my arm and flings me onto the bed like a rag doll. I gasp as he climbs over me. He sits on me, chuckling softly. "Oh, Reagan. You'll like this a lot." He says.

He grips the front of my shirt and literally rips it off. I gasp as the fabric rips like tissue in his hands. His cold hands ran over my stomach tracing soft lines. He leans in and smiles...