Captive of a Vampire

My name is Mooda Al-Asyouti… Or more accurately, Ruqayya Al-Asyouti. I am 575 years old. Yes, dear reader, I know you’re probably confused right now, so let me explain. I’m 575 years old because… I’m not human. I’m a vampire. I’m from Egypt, I own countless companies and factories, and I’m considered one of the richest women in the Middle East. So… let me tell you my story. Beginning of the Chapter I was sitting in my office as usual, reviewing files and company reports during the day at one of my companies. Then my assistant walked in. She knew everything about me… even the fact that I was a vampire. You’ll understand why later. Anyway, my assistant’s name is Maryam. Beginning of the Dialogue Maryam knocked on the office door, and I allowed her to enter. “Miss Mooda,” she said nervously, “you really need to get married soon. I’m worried.” I looked at her calmly. “Worried about what, Maryam?” She hesitated before answering. “To be honest… the rumors about you are spreading everywhere lately. And all of them are centered around you.” “I know,” I replied casually. “But you already know rumors like that don’t affect me.” “So what are you planning to do?” “I’ve been thinking about marriage,” I admitted. “But there’s a problem. You know who I am… and you know my age. If someone finds out the truth—” “Did you do the medical tests?” “Yes,” I answered quietly. “But the doctor said my blood looked strange this time… and he thinks my end may be near.” Maryam’s face immediately turned pale. “Don’t say that! Please don’t ever say that again. I can’t live without you.” I sighed before smiling faintly. “Maryam, how many times have I told you not to speak so formally with me? Aren’t you supposed to think of me as your sister?” Then I smirked teasingly. “Oh right… what happened with Adam?” Maryam instantly looked embarrassed. “Miss Mooda, seriously? Forget about Adam.” I laughed softly. “There you go again with the formalities. Fine, we won’t talk about Adam.” “I’ll go prepare your food, okay?” “Alright. Take care of yourself.” “See you later.” After Maryam left my office, I stayed there for a little while before returning to my palace. My palace was located in an isolated area, surrounded by enormous trees so dense that the place looked like a castle hidden deep inside a forest. The trees were some of the rarest and most expensive in the world. I chose this place because I never wanted anyone to enter… or discover who I truly was. And by the way… Ever since my parents died when I was a child, nobody had ever seen my face publicly. Not because I was afraid. Well… maybe a little. But mostly because it was my parents’ final wish. And the reason behind their death… You’ll discover it later. After Arriving at the Palace I entered the palace and sat down normally. A few moments later, Maryam came and placed the food on the dining table. “Thank you,” I said. “Now gather everyone so we can eat together like always.” “Of course. We’ll be there in a minute.” “Alright. I’ll wait.” Somewhere Else… At the same time, our male lead was racing cars with his friends. Unfortunately, his car crashed into one of the trees surrounding my palace. The vehicle completely broke down. And just like that… He got lost in the forest. Meanwhile, after finishing dinner, I went upstairs to my room. But I still hadn’t drunk the blood I was supposed to drink after midnight. With Our Male Lead — Mustafa Al-Asyouti Mustafa Al-Asyouti, his parents’ spoiled son, wandered helplessly through the forest for hours. From 7:30 PM until almost 10:30 PM. Finally, after endless walking, he spotted the palace in the distance. Relieved, he rushed toward it and rang the bell. Maryam opened the door, clearly surprised to see someone there. “Yes? Do you need something?” she asked politely. Mustafa frowned dramatically. “Why the cold response?” he complained. “Look, miss, my car crashed into a tree nearby and broke down. There’s no signal, it’s dark outside, and honestly I’m lost. I just wanted to ask if I could stay here for tonight.” Maryam hesitated. “I’ll ask the lady of the house. Wait here.” After Maryam Went to Ruqayya / Mooda “Miss Mooda?” “Yes, Maryam?” “There’s someone outside. He crashed into one of the trees, his car broke down, and he asked if he could stay here for the night because it’s dark outside.” I thought for a moment before answering. “That’s fine. But ask for his name first.” Then I added coldly: “And tell him the rules. No leaving the room after midnight.” “Understood.” After Leaving Mooda’s Room Maryam returned to Mustafa. “You may come in,” she said. “But first, may I know your name?” “My name is Mustafa Al-Asyouti.” “Alright. The lady has one rule: none of the guests are allowed to leave their rooms after midnight.” “No problem,” Mustafa replied confidently. “I won’t leave.” Then he smiled curiously. “So… what’s your name?” “I’m Maryam.” “And the lady?” “Mooda Al-Asyouti.” “Oh… alright. Please thank her for me.” “I’ll let her know, Mr. Mustafa.” After midnight finally arrived, it was time for Mooda — or rather Ruqayya — to drink blood. Meanwhile, Mustafa couldn’t sleep at all. Eventually, curiosity won over common sense. So he ignored Maryam’s warning and quietly left his room. Sneaking downstairs in silence… And honestly? He really should have stayed in his room. Author’s Note ✨ Dear reader, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Don’t forget to support me so I can upload the next chapter soon. Vote, comment, and tell me your opinions! And don’t forget to follow the story for more updates. This was your writer, Niravin 💖 Now tell me… What do you think will happen between Mustafa and Mooda? Who is Adam, the person Mooda mentioned earlier? Is Mooda really sick? And what exactly happened to Mooda’s parents? See you in the next chapter 👋✨