I rubbed my head with my fingers and sat back as tears flowed down my cheeks. I knew what I said just now was hurtful, but I couldn't help it. Vampire just told me that he never loved me, and that all those nights we spent together were just under the influence of alcohol.
So what about the words he spoke? What about the time we talked about how we could be a wonderful couple if we were to stay together?
I remembered a memory that was still fresh in my mind. This scene happened back after we had been at the beach. After spending the night filled with love and warmth, he kept his arms around my naked body while cupping my breasts, squeezing my n*****s every now and then. After that, I felt reacting at his crotch and I jolted while hitting his hands. I glared at him angrily. "Are you a bea
