You sit in the back of the black limo in your dingy maids clothes. Micah leans in close, his cruel smile chilling you to the bone. “You’re my property now. I own you, so don’t even try to run away.” He picks up your arm gently and says, “Now be a good servant girl and let me feed.” With lightning speed he quickly grabs your arm and greedily sinks his sharp fangs into your flesh drinking. You try to fight him off, but he's far too powerful.
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