I gulped, his father enters the living room. Jungkook wrapped his left arm around my waist, keeping close to him. He smiled, I know it's all fake, maybe. Why does he need to act like this? I looked at his eyes, and he was sweating badly. It was quite uncomfortable, the dress itches my skin, and the heels quite hurt.

“Oh, you're here, Kang Y/N.” he shook his hands with me, I smiled. It really feels uncomfortable, meeting a father of Vampire, plus he was acting all fake. When I'm with my mom and dad, I would hug them without any worries, and cry on their shoulders when I have problems, I miss my family.

His father invited us to diner, while me? I just kept smiling. “Did you know, Jungkook was desperate to have you?” he giggled, out of the blue. Jungkook glared at his dad. H-he's desperate?

No, Y/N, you can't fall for someone who treats you badly, just, no. “How old are you, Kang Y/N?”
I twirled against my hair, arranging my hair on the back and answered confidently, “I am 17 years old, sir.”
“No need to call me, ‘sir’. You're always welcome to this house, and if Jungkook does something funny, you better tell me.” he put an emphasis on that phrase, which means he really means it.

After a while, our food was done, i was about to head to my room, “Thank you for the meal, sir.” i smiled, “You're always welcome.” i bowed. And then I headed straight to bath.

I turned on the lights, although it was very dim, I managed to slip in the bath tub. The water soothes my skin, it is so relaxing. I looked around the bath, amazed by how rich he is.

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After a warm bath, I went down, wearing my night gown, looking for the tea jar, hoping to sip some hot green tea before sleeping. I rummaged through the drawers, and finally found the tea powder kept on a mason jar. I got a teaspoon, and poured some into the cup. I went to the kitchen table, and surprisingly his father was there, “M-mister?”
“Let's have a talk.”

He offered me a seat. Holding my cup, I asked him why did he ask me for a talk.
He breathe heavily, looking very serious, but worried. “You see, Jungkook, my son, has been so mysterious since he became an adult, he's now nineteen, and he don't share his experiences anymore. Before, we used to bond a lot, together with his mom—but she passed away a year ago.”
I felt sad for him, and his father, maybe that's why he's like this. “I'm sorry,”
“No, it is fine my dear. The point of this, is I want you to change him, I want you to return my son, the way he used to be. He's only the one I have left.” he wept. I can't tell his father that he's a vampire.

I held his hand and reassurred him, “I will, sir. I'll try to change him back.”
“But, Y/N. Be careful, my son's dangerous.”

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The next day.

Earlier today, I kept thinking on how can I change him, maybe just a bit. I'm cleaning the kitchen now. I took a rest, leaning on the table, I bit my lips and started to think.

“What are you doing? Where's dad?” he was right behind me, sipping his coffee, or whatever that is. “He left last night, he said he doesn't want to interrupt your business.”

“What business, I mean, I don't do anything, I can go to school if I want to, or not.” I remembered, I don't go to school anymore. I feel more frustrated.

A moment of silence came...

“Hey, we’ll go out today.” he said out of the blue. “Wh-why?” i stammered. “We’ll meet a few people.”

I didn't get the chance to go out of this mansion's walls for a week, even outside the garden. It'll be refreshing to go out.

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We're on the restaurant, waiting for someone, well, i don't know who but I kept silent for the past minutes. A woman barged in and sat beside Jungkook. She was fancy-looking, and was quite rich. They started talking.

Jungkook's POV

Today, I'm going to look for my bride, which is my objective since before. A King needs a queen. And so, I decided to meet a few ladies out, the classy ones and good looking. This first woman, she was classy, famous, and beautiful. While she was talking, I took the chance to sniff unto her neck, and analyze her smell.

It was fucking unpleasant, smells rubbish, her blood is.

I can't marry someone who's blood is very filthy. I snapped, and it was a sudden turn off.

———

The next lady was small, and fresh looking, she also looks smart. We started talking, about random things, but she just quickly change the topic about science and mathematics, which was a turn off for me. She also doesn't listen to any of my words.
So, it's a NO for me.

I asked two women more, but they were all the same as the first two. Turn off, unpleasant, and disgusting.

I sighed, taking a rest. I looked into Y/N who was quiet, she was playing with her pale hands, and pouting. Why does she look so innocent?

My eyes traveled along her face, appreciating her imperfections, and her flaws. And then, I turned into her body which is shaped like an hour glass, and her perfectly shaped legs was divine. I licked my lips, imagining of what I can do to her.

Her face suddenly turned red.

My eyes furrowed. “What?”
She then pointed at something, something low, “J-Jungkook—Y-you’re hard?”
I then, looked at my bulge. I gasped.

“FUCK!”