-The Perfect Husband-

-The Perfect Husband-

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Their bodies perfectly became one. Their entangled bodies, legs interlocked, embracing each other. They moved as one as if they were searching for salvation. "If you begin seeing another man, I'll kill you." He sharply bit the nape of his neck. "I'm warning you now, but I'll really kill you. Don't even look at them. Don't talk to them. Don't even acknowledge their presence." New let out a soft moan and couldn't respond. In the night, a spring night where the heavy darkness dripped down like paint, the room was brimming with passion. *DISCLAIMER - I DO NOT OWN TAYNEW . THIS IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION* *Note- This is purely written to quench my thirsty self ~ And apology for all grammatical mistakes, I'm still learning~ Peace✌️💙
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The night was cold and the wind was blowing. Their wasn't a being in sight, but that's understanding considering is around midnight. The leaves crunch under my feet and white fog surrounds my face after every exhale of air. I hear a snap from behind me and quickly turn to see what it was...nothing. Turning back, I began to quicken my pace. I'm suddenly shoved to a wall with my neck crammed to the side. "You smell delicious." A voice said. I turn my head only to see a man with jet black hair and icy blue eyes. "P-please. Let me go." I cried. He smirked, "Where's the fun in that?" With that his eyes turned red with veins under them, fangs peeked from his mouth. He latched his fangs in my neck, draining me of my blood. I can slowly feel myself become weaker, slowly start to fade away. I now lay on the ground, my own blood pooled around me, waiting for my life to end...that is until I feel warm liquid run down my throat and hear the sound of my own neck snap. __________________________________________ A/N: I literally hate this story but I don't want to delete it because it's the first one I ever wrote. Fair warning....it sucks.

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