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WARNING
[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 strode into the dark room, his presence commanding and absolute. As he stepped forward, the lights in the vast hall flickered on, one by one, illuminating the space in a cold, eerie glow. Each step he took seemed to summon the light, making the once-dark hall unnaturally bright—almost blinding in contrast.

The air in the room was heavy, thick with the scent of damp wood and something else—fear. A devilish smile played on his lips as he approached the chauffeur, who stood frozen in place, his body trembling despite the warmth of the hall.

The man's disheveled hair clung to his damp forehead, and his wide, terrified eyes betrayed his growing horror. He knew who stood before him now. And he knew there was no way out.

Zethan tilted his head slightly, amusement dancing in his gaze.

"Oops," he murmured, his voice laced with mock innocence. "Hope I didn't intrude."

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