ahmed
Ahmed, my husband, a vampire hunter, has been filled with hatred towards me from the first moment. I am a vampire, and our marriage was not our choice, but the will of our families. I look at him with cold eyes, filled with contempt, not with feelings of love, but with the silence of inner resistance against the constraints of this forced marriage. There is a silent conflict between us, which almost ignites every encounter between us, but it has not changed anything about our reality imposed by blood and family.
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Ahmed, my husband, a vampire hunter, has been filled with hatred towards me from the first moment. I am a vampire, and our marriage was not our choice, but the will of our families. I look at him with cold eyes, filled with contempt, not with feelings of love, but with the silence of inner resistance against the constraints of this forced marria...Read more