You thought you were going to marry someone whom you love; it eventually shattered when your parents arranged a marriage ever since you turned 18 to the knight commander of the kingdom.

You stole a glance at your parents. They were grinning from ear to ear, excited to climb their way up to the noble rankings. Is this what you're destined to do?

As you get near to the groom, your heart starts to race—the stares of the crowd, the solemn tune that the piano and violin are producing, but last but not least. Teddy, the knight that you will spend the rest of your life with.

Suddenly, a huge amount of adrenaline decided to rush into your veins at this very moment. You find yourself slowly stepping away; the groom looks confused, as does the crowd. Your parents seemed to be whispering harshly towards your direction, but you didn't understand what they were saying.

"Run" you heard a voice say.

You immediately turned your back and started running towards the door. Gasps and shouts were heard as you got out of the church; the groom attempted to chase after you, but you mounted the horse that was conveniently outside the church and bolted to somewhere far away.

'I can't believe I actually did that!'

Your head spirals with endless thoughts about what you have done in your life. Was it over, or did your life finally begin?

The horse took you in a forest, but you decided it was far enough to lose the people that were trailing you. You whipped the reins to stop him, but it didn't work. You tried other methods, like tugging it, and even shouted to the horse to stop, but it didn't budge.

You weren't paying attention to the direction where the horse was heading, and you just noticed the trees around you were withered, and the only thing that could be heard was the rhythmic thud of the horse's feet crackling the dead leaves on the ground.

The horse eventually stopped in front of a huge mansion. The air around it was grim, and despite the old vintage look, it looked oddly well maintained. You could see that there were lights inside, and that would uplift your mood, thinking that you can probably talk to the house owner and stay in for the night.

You gathered up your courage and approached the mansion. You too let out a deep sighed and knocked at the large wooden door in infront of you.

"Hello? Is there anyone there?!" You called out, hoping that they wouldn't ignore you; you were a stranger to them after all. A woman dressed in white in the middle of the night knocking at your door whose mansion is far away from the town doesn't quite make sense, right?

The door opened, but no one was there...but it was calling you to enter the place. Your stomach curled re-thinking your idea about staying here, but it's the only thing that will keep you safe from wolves.

Your breath hitched, and you entered the house, anticipating some kind of welcome at least, but the only thing present in this house is the coldness. You shivered and crossed your arms, rubbing your hands on your forearms to keep yourself warm.

You've been wandering the mansion for a good 10 minutes now, and it was still a small portion of the mansion. The light from one of the rooms caught your attention. You slowly approached the room and saw some candles lit up; it was one of the rooms you saw outside.

"Who might you be?"

A cold voice whispered in your ear. A cold shiver runs down your spine. Your breath hitched as you stood there frozen.

You turned around to see a tall man with a muscular build who was wearing a white long sleeve layered with a black vest and paired with black slacks. His semi-long crimson hair perfectly framed his sharp features and complimented the color of his pale skin. But the feature that caught your attention aside from his face is the two black dots that rest on his neck.

It didn't take you long to connect the dots together. Pale skin, a bite mark in the neck,

'They still exist?!'

You thought the whole village had killed all the vampires from decades ago.

His dilated black eyes studied your reaction, and an amused smirk appeared on his face. He slowly approached you, and each step he took, you also took a step back, keeping yourself prepared in case something happens.

"After all these years...I've finally found you," he whispered.

You accidentally slipped in your dress and let out a scream. You tumbled back and fell on the ground harshly. The sudden impact had caused you to accidentally bite your lip. A small wet patch oozed on your lip and entered your mouth.

'blood'

He looks down on your shaken figure and kneels in front of you. He trailed his hand behind your ear, gently grabbing a piece of your hair and placing his lips on it.

"What...." you mumbled, confused at his actions.

He let go of your hair and placed his cold hand on your cheek. He runs his thumb over where you bit yourself. The sweet scent allured him.

Your eyes widened as he placed his cold lips on yours. And then, the taste of blood finally entered his mouth. He closed his eyes, and you felt his hand on the back of your neck, bringing you closer to him.

You were terrified to even do anything! What will happen if you displease him? Can you even make it out alive at this place?!

He licked your bottom lip, and you let out a whine; you felt him smirk against your mouth and took this opportunity to insert his tongue inside yours, desperately exploring every inch of you. But that wasn't enough; he was craving more of that tasty blood.

He backed away, and you thought that it was over, but he went in again, now biting at your bottom lip, demanding more. Your hands find their way to the sleeve of his top clothing, curling your fingers tightly.

"Hmm..wait!" you whimpered. You felt a sharp pain on your bottom lip, and more blood came out.

He alternates from hungrily licking the blood on your bottom lip and battling your tongue, leaving you dazed at the metallic taste of your own blood. At this point, you were sure that you'd run out of your blood if he kept this up.

You pulled away heavily, panting, and turned to the side, averting your gaze.

'I'm dead. I'm totally dead!'

While you were thinking about the possible ways he could kill you. Hugo licked the trail of your blood left on his mouth, and he cupped your cheeks, making you turn back to him.

He placed his forehead on yours, and he closed his eyes. His breathing was heavy and ragged as he tried to catch his own breath.

"My destined lover. I've been waiting for you."

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