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[R18]
“I’m already engaged to him,” she blurted, her voice trembling but resolute.

Her eyes shot toward the silver-haired man, the figure who had been watching her all along. Her heart pounded in her ears as she raised her hand, pointing directly across the room. The gesture felt foreign, like it wasn’t even her own body making the movement. But there he was, sitting quietly in the VVIP section, and she had to do something. Anything.

All eyes turned toward her, and the room fell into stunned silence. The weight of a thousand gazes bore down on her, and the only sound was the frantic beat of her own heart as she waited for his response.


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Lilia’s life is turned upside down at a lavish masquerade party when an unexpected announcement claims she is engaged to Lowell, a man she has never agreed to marry. Caught between the overwhelming pressure of her parents’ expectations and the confusion surrounding her emotions, Lilia finds herself trapped in a web of deception. But when a silver-haired stranger named Zethan steals the spotlight, Lilia’s impulsive declaration sends shockwaves through the room. With her parents and Lowell thrown into chaos, Lilia is left questioning whether she has just freed herself—or unwittingly stepped into a more dangerous game of fate and manipulation.

Who would have thought their futures had already been sealed? This vampire had been obsessed with her long before she ever knew he existed.



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Vampire’s Veil Of Obsession

Lilia's breath caught. She hadn't expected this—of course, she hadn't. Not after Zethan's earlier comment about her not having a ring. Who would have thought this unpredictable man always planned ahead, to the point of even surprising her?

The soft glow of the lights flickered, casting gentle shadows on their faces. She could hear her own heartbeat.

Then, just as she thought the moment would stretch on into eternity, she heard him speak.

"Loris, your hand," he said again, this time gentler, as if they hadn't just been locked in a back-and-forth sparring match.

Hesitantly, she lifted her hand, unsure of what to expect next. The weight of the moment hung over her like an unspoken promise. Slowly, she placed her hand atop Zethan's, the warmth of his palm seeping into hers.

Just as she placed her hand on his, he used his other hand to press the button on the small box. It clicked open instantly, the sound startling in the quiet of the car.

Unspoken Promises