Sam could not believe that he was contrabanding a vampire to his neighborhood, that too stealthily during the night like some bloody thief. A f*cking dangerous vampire. Layla Carrington was nothing like he’d envisaged. From the tidbits of information that Emir had given him, Sam had expected an altruist vampire.
He'd had a rude awakening for his guileless gullibility. Vampires had no benevolent bones in their bodies, they were blood-sucking devils who fed on human blood without any consideration to their innocence or pains.
Careful, I can hear your thoughts, Layla invaded his thoughts without scruple, and Sam winced in disgust.
Gritting his teeth, he sat next to Ella in the flight ignoring the vampire to his left, holding his beloved’s hand tightly like she was his lifeline. In hindsi
