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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

Zethan murmured softly, a slow grin spreading across his face.

He brought the cigarette to his lips one last time before effortlessly snuffing it out. The lingering scent filled the air, and Lilia instinctively turned away, her face wrinkling in discomfort. The smoke made her itch slightly, a familiar irritation she never quite got used to.

He chuckled lightly, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Seems like my Loris doesn't like cigars."

Lilia's brows furrowed in confusion, her gaze narrowing.

"Now, what punishment should I give you?" He spoke slowly.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she wondered what kind of punishment he had in store for her this time. Would he summon the artist again to paint them? Or did he have something else planned? She had no idea what Zethan could possibly come up with, and the uncertainty gnawed at her.

Before she could voice her thoughts, Zethan spoke again, breaking her concentration.

The Contract