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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

Just as she opened her mouth to speak, Zethan continued, his movements relentless. Lilia's vision blurred as she finally reached her peak, her release spilling onto his lips and face, where he remained locked against her.

Her breath came in soft, uneven gasps as her trembling body slowly settled. The heat of the moment left her dazed, her muscles weak, as if all the strength had drained from her limbs.

"You…" Her weak voice barely escaped her lips, little more than a whisper.

Zethan smiled, savoring the way she trembled in his hold, her body now completely freed of restraint, moving instinctively toward him. There was something intoxicating about the way she surrendered—how, despite her attempts to fight it, her body still responded so beautifully to his touch.

Carefully, he caught her before she could slump forward, lifting her with ease and turning her onto the bed. She barely stirred, her breathing already evening out.

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