**Jinri’s POV**
I looked at myself in front of the mirror. I lean my head on the other side watching myself cry. Then arms wrapped around my waist. Cold and pale looking arms. Then I felt fangs sank in my neck. I smiled knowing that I still have Seraphim next to me even if that is the only thing, he needs from me and something that I would give willingly.
I cried and touch his head as he feeds on me. Then he looked up and it wasn’t Seraphim. It was his demon feeding on me. It wrapped its arms around me tighter and sucked my blood out harder. I started to feel myself drift. It didn’t matter to me now. It was still part of Seraphim, and I’m glad I’d die in his arms.
He let go of me. The demon stared at me in the mirror and he started to move his hand down to my s*x. He m*********
