Blood Lust

[UNEDITED]

Something about the way she smiled was faux. Like the lashes that lined her eyelids. Like the makeup that coated her skin. Like her breasts. It was fake and he could see right through it as she slid down from the pole her leg was snaked around and crawled in his direction like a prowling cat.
Her name might have been Joy, but there was nothing about her that indicated happiness. She wasn't fooling anyone, especially not Tobias.

Tobias was a kind heart, unlike many in the vampire community. He was calm, collected, and above all patient. One night of enjoyment, he encounters a twenty three year old exotic dancer with the ironic name of Joy. With her life spinning out of control, she clutches a silver pole in hopes that it will keep her steady on her feet in her detached reality. One glance into her hazy hazel orbs, he promised he would make Joy truly see herself for what she was. A gem. It would be him that would make her treasure every breath she took and cherish the life she had been given. Through the drugs, money, and red hue of the strobe lights, Joy could only pray that this time, her trust wouldn't lead her to her demise. He was thirsting for more than blood, while she was thirsting for more than lust.
**This story will contain topics of abuse, substance abuse, and provocative scenes**
[Blood Series]