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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

Evie finally nodded before bowing respectfully as she spoke.

Since she was under Miss Lilia's command and not Mr Zethan's, any order she received from her superior was one she needed to honor and respect.

Lilia followed Evie as she walked toward the far side of the mansion, where a small gate—more suitable for a person than for a car or any larger vehicle—stood. The gate creaked open, and Lilia found herself facing two people engaged in a sparring match. To her surprise, they wielded sword-like weapons, their movements fast and intense—almost inhuman. The speed at which they moved was too much for her eyes to follow.

Then again, perhaps it was just her perception playing tricks on her. The scene, however, was beautifully arranged. The sparring took place in a spacious, well-kept field with benches surrounding it.

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