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Mated To The Vampire King

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When his darling wife, Ayah, dies at the mercy of the ruthless vampire king, Dash Jacoby vows to avenge her. He does get revenge and ascends the vampire throne as the new king. And four hundred years later, Dash has changed the system. He now intends to find the soul of his dead wife which still lives, so he crosses over into the human world as the CEO of a multimillion dollar company. But what will happen when Dash finds Ayah trapped in the body of a woman he is madly in love with? ••• Jessica Nichols lost her parents in a car crash three years ago, but the cops never found their bodies. It almost ruins her life, but not until a handsome CEO hands her an invitation for a job as his assistant. She just doesn’t expect it to be an invitation to her death.

Prologue

"Salt on the rim?" Mateo, the bartender, slid over to her front with a bright smile.

"Thought you'd never ask."

He laughed at that and went ahead. In three minutes, her drink was before her in all its glory.

At the bar’s lounge, hazel eyes squinted with interest at Jessica's arrival. Greedily taking in her features, they watched as she moved in the ruched satin mini dress that hugged her hourglass shape. Those eyes couldn't concentrate anymore. They saw only her.

Jessica was laughing at something the bartender said, tilting her head backwards. The man watching grew fuzzy inside. He wondered where this feeling was coming from. It was new.

Queens’ business days were random for him, but today, the partner he had come to finalise with brought him here to ease off the stress that came with dealings.

He took in her lightly made-up face and his eyes lingered too long on her lips. He damned the lighting for making it hard for him to know the exact shade of her lipstick. Red? It had to be, this man thought. He decided she was fascinating but then, there was also something odd about her.

That scent.

From across the room, through the silk see-through curtains, he could smell a scent no human could possess, and even though it intrigued him, he felt threatened. He made a mental note to end her before the night ended.

Immediately, Jessica made eye contact with this devilishly handsome man. He was at the lounge being entertained by half naked ladies on black litas and he looked expensive. Who was he? She wondered. She was sure she had never seen him around before.

This man wore a straight face. Clean shaven with a chiselled jaw, she wanted to stroke the line of it and nibble on the inviting skin of his neck. Jessica tried to remember the last time she had looked at a man with such hunger before. Not in the last three years. It excited her. She sipped her drink slowly...

Dash Jacoby was the owner of the hazel eyes and he was unable to restrain himself anymore. He stood and made his way to the woman testing all the reins of control in his body. His strides carried an agenda. He needed to know who the woman in the satin dress was.

Five more steps later, and someone beat him to it. Tattered in the flannel shirt that was a distant memory of white, a drunk held the lady at the waist, forcing her to stand from the stool and dance with him. The lady shoved at him to free her, but he was clearly bigger, and could overpower her even with his eyes closed.

Dash scowled. He lurched and shoved the man aside, causing him to lose his footing. The man crashed onto a few empty bar stools, and that single action earned Dash some stares, but he didn't care. He could as well start a bar fight in front of his business partner—try something unspeakable for a start, you know.

He slipped a hand around the lady's waist and flashed her a charming white smile with ease. Dash said, "Baby, is this man bothering you."

"Not anymore." She purred, batting her lashes flirtatiously.

Jessica didn't care to ask this beautiful man his reason for coming to her rescue. She was interested in far more than that. She had been eyeing him the entire time and now he was at her side.

The drunk was so furious as he stumbled towards Dash. But the second he looked into Dash's eyes, his face painted pale with fear and he froze. The man meekly steered around, mumbling something about how strange Dash was a minute later. He said something about witnessing evil in his gaze.

Dash didn't care for what the man had said and Jessica didn't seem to care either. She was only relieved to be free. His hands were still on the small of her back and he didn't let go from her side.

Jessica broke the silence. "You're awfully sticking out like a sore thumb, Mr."

"What? Do I look like some groom lost in a time vortex?" Dash smiled lopsidedly.

"You chose the tux, not me."

"I'm guilty." He finally moved away from her and her racing heart finally quelled. "Let me buy you a drink."

"Aren't you a groom?" She lifted a brow instead.

Dash spared a toothy grin. "You wish."

Jessica thought for a second and stepped closer on borrowed confidence, letting her breath fan over his neck. She whispered. "Then I'd rather dance with my saviour."

She grabbed his palm and tugged him to the glowing dance floor. Red and white laser beams struck from the rotating lights in the ceiling. Here, bodies were crammed together, crazy out of their minds as the music controlled. Jessica assumed this was not his style.

She placed her head on Dash's chest for a minute and swayed in rhythm with him to the song. The hard beats surrounding them pulsed through his body. She moved her hips, feeling like this was where she belonged, in this stranger's arms, engulfed in the warmth radiating from his body. Dash loved it too, but as he danced, a million questions danced with him in his head.

He wondered why he couldn't read her mind and why he was drawn to this slender curvy woman, resting her head to his chest. She was definitely human, but that scent...

It was intoxicating, unique, and he yearned for more even when everything about her was screaming ‘dangerous’. A threat to everything he stood for. As the DJ switched to something more sensual, he was convinced to kill the sea-green-eyed goddess grinning right in front of him.

Fuck!

For now, he was going to dance. He would dance and feel all of this strange sensual woman. He blamed the attraction he felt on his hunger. It had been a while since he fed, and he was hungry.

Her back was to his chest now, hips gyrating in the sweetest movements. He held her hips and let her seduce him. Soon, it was time to wrap up. They were both equally hungry for something more.

He whispered in her ear. "Come home with me."

Chapter 1: Blood Lust

JESSICA

She didn’t know exactly what she expected the dashing stranger’s home to look like when he invited her, but they had come a long way in the limo and she liked it.

She liked being subjected to the command of the stranger with a sexy darkness about him.

The building they arrived at was tall and aged with enough spookiness surrounding it, like some nineteenth century art gallery.

Two large sculptures, black coloured with wings, guarded the entrance. She saw an older man approach as she stepped down from the door the man had opened for her.

His butler had a beautiful cockney accent, which he didn't have. But everything about the man that owned this house depicted a mass of wealth she had never seen or dreamed of before.

Who exactly was this man about to claim her?

She walked into his home on the ridiculously high ankle strap she had stolen from Sarah's closet. His left hand placed gently on top of her as

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