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THE VAMPIRE'S WRATH

Nara_Hayes
Driven by his overwhelming anger, Traiver abducted the only daughter of the hunters who killed his parents. He would finally get it—the vengeance he lust to have more than his thirst to drink blood. Consumed with rage and hatred towards the hunters who mercilessly killed his parents right before his eyes, Traiver vowed to himself he will get his revenge, by hook or by crook. And then, Navelle came. The hunters' daughter. The perfect person he could vent his anger on. ~ “Tell me. What did you do to earn this punishment?” She shook her head and closed her eyes shut. “I do not want to repeat myself, dear prey. Or do you want me to double the punishment I've prepared for you?” She sobbed as fear crept to her chest. “Now, tell me.” “B-Because... because you told me t-to s-stop crying, but I didn't.” “Good girl,” he praised. “Look at me.” She reluctantly did. Her innocent teary, big eyes met his crimson ones. “Do you want to know what punishment you will get?” She bit her lower lip as tears continued to stream down on her already wet cheeks. He lifted his hand and wiped her tears. “Do you?” “Y-Yes...” That was all he needed to hear and learn before he began to dominate her. He showed her the sweetest and pleasurable punishment he could give, and she would never get tired being punished like this... He then whispered into her ear, which sent shivers down her spine, “You taste magnificent, just as sweet as your blood, Navelle…”
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