He Married My Blood Servant

To save the vampire clan, I slept with my crush, Stefan Ferrano.

Stefan had always been cold and distant, but that night, his response was fiery. He ignored the fact that I was inexperienced and took me with wild, unrestrained passion.

Everything unraveled when my blood servant, Stella Luciado, brought me fresh blood and Stefan found out. Like a man possessed, he tore off all my clothes and dragged me into the sunlight.

“So even the vampire queen is afraid of sunlight? Do you know what sort of torture your kind are enduring right now? But no pain compares to what I felt losing my sister because of you and your kind.”

For five years, he held my clan’s safety over my head. He locked me in a sunroom and found new ways every day to torment me in bed.

The day I gave birth to his child, he married Stella.

Stefan called my child a bastard and forced me to watch him and Stella sleep together.

When Stella was unhappy, he bled me so she could bathe in my blood. He even painted with my blood and made me dance undressed in the sun.

He tortured me but never let me die, using specially made drugs to keep me alive.

A vampire who had offered their ancestral blood but didn't turn a human into a vampire within five years would end up dead.

I had five days left to live. Finally, I didn't have to keep my secret anymore.

“Honey, I had a dream last night. The baby in my belly told me he wanted to see his big brother play with wheels of flame.”

“Then let’s send that freak to the circus! He’s going through the fire hoop tonight.”

Their voices came through the special intercom loud and clear.

I pounded desperately on the window. “No, Liam’s only three! Let me go instead!”

My former blood servant, Stella Luciado, stared at me with a mocking smile. “Sonia seems awfully desperate.”

One look from Stella’s husband, Stefan Ferrano, and his assistant yanked me up and slapped me across the face several times.

“How dare you glare at Madam Stella? Who do you think you are?”

He didn’t stop until I was coughing up blood.

I shielded the tiny cardboard shelter with my body, but they still dragged my son, Liam Ferrano, out of it and away by force.

“It’s okay, Mom. I can do it.”

Hearing my child speak so maturely shattered my heart.

Stefan ignored it all and turned back to the bed, entangling himself with Stella.

“Slow down, babe. I can’t take it.”

I dropped to my knees and begged, bowing and slamming my forehead against the ground. “Please, I’m begging you. Let Liam go.”

Stefan walked over and looked down at me. “Now you know what loss feels like? When you humiliated my sister, did you think about how I felt?"

“I’m sorry. It was all my fault.”

He grabbed me by my jaw and flung