I woke up and opened my eyes. Everything was blurry so I blinked a few times and rubbed my eyes. I could feel that there were other people next to me. My hands and feet were tied and I could feel that I was in a moving vehicle. It was probably a van with no seats since I was sitting on the ground and kidnappers always used vans.

My eyes adjusted after a few minutes and I could almost cry when I saw the other women and girls. They were all so beautiful. I guess they only kidnapped beautiful women. If it was a different situation I would be feeling myself that I got kidnapped too.

There were so many of us that we were basically packed so close to each other that none of us could move. So escaping was out of the question. I started thinking about what was going to happen to us. My guess was that we were going to be sold for our organs, but that didn't make sense to me. Why kidnap such beautiful women just to kill them and use their organs?

Men were really kind of unpredictable when it came to these kinds of things. Who am I kidding? They are always unpredictable. So, my next bet was that we were going to be used as prostitutes. Which was going to be worse, but maybe I had a chance of escaping. I looked at the women who were awake. The smaller girls were still knocked out cold. Those poor girls, so much potential, wasted just because men wanted to. And I am by no means a feminist, but sometimes I really hate men. I balled my fists in anger. I hissed in pain as my restrains cut into my wrists.

I looked at the girl next to me who looked like shed been handled worse than all of us "are you okay?" I asked when I saw that she had bruises all over her body. She sighed." Yeah, I fought like hell. I wasn't going down without a fight. But these aren't from them. Other than that? My ties are cutting into my wrists, my head hurts like hell and my body feels broken." She said replied. "I'm Britney." "Ushindani" I said. "Whoa, that's really pretty. Sounds like an African princess." Britney said. "Thank you" I smiled. "Ushhhh..." She paused "Can I just call you Dani?" Britney asked. I chuckled and nodded.

"If you don't mind me asking...how did you get those bruises?" I asked carefully. I might as well get to know the people I'm imprisoned with. "My father and his men used me to get their frustration out. They couldn't pay back a few people so they gave me as payment without thinking twice and that's how I came here" she said "Dani" She paused." You know, I think it's best to just cooperate and do what they tell us to do. I've seen more than enough to know that these types of men are extreme sadists and will have no problem beating you up just to get what they want." She said with a far off look. I nodded.

I looked around the van. "How long have you been awake?" I asked. "I was just knocked out so I probably woke up just half an hour later. We've been on the road for what? Half a day or a whole day? No food or water" I looked at a fresh blue spot on her temple that verified that she had gotten knocked out. I frowned as the van stopped not even a minute later.

My heart started racing in my chest as fear gripped me. After a few minutes the van doors were opened and the original three men and a few more stood there. My eyes went behind them. It was dark out so we either only traveled a few hours or a whole day. My attention went back to the men when a few of them whistled and patted the original three men on their back like they had just gone fishing and came back with a big catch.

They came in one by one and started taking the girls and women out of the van on their shoulders like bags of rice. Blondie looked at me with a straight face and said something to make the other two original laugh. I heard an "All yours" from one of them as they started chuckling again. If I wasn't afraid for my life I would've asked what was so funny.

Blondie came closer to me, looked me in my eyes, frowned and threw me over his shoulder. I could feel my attitude pushing to be let out, but I didn't want to die so soon so I just pushed her back. I wanted to see where he was taking me so I moved my head so I could see and to my surprise he carried me towards a fancy building. I frowned. This was not what I expected at all. Sure, maybe a warehouse or a dirty hotel but not a fancy mansion. They were probably in a gang or maybe even the mafia. I gulped. Maybe I was actually going to die.

Blondie went inside and walked through a huge area that had a lot of expensive looking chandeliers. Then we went through a huge room with a large marble table and I assumed it must've been the dining area. After walking through huge rooms Blondie jogged up a flight of stairs with me over his shoulder. He then walked in a hall that had a few doors with names on it. Oliver, Alexander, Matthias, Eric and a few more that I didn't care to read. I still felt like I was hung over and it didn't help that I was upside down.

And suddenly as if he read my mind Blondie stopped and put me down. My legs weren't working so I basically just sat on the ground. I knew that he was looking at me so I didn't look up. This was starting to get uncomfortable so I looked to my left instead and I saw a clock and focused my eyesight to try and see what time it was. It was a little over half past nine. So, it had been a day.

Then Blondie picked me up like a bag of rice and threw me over his shoulder again. My attitude ran back to the front with a remark in hand, but I pushed her back again. Suddenly I realized that Blondie had to be really strong to just pick me up like that. And I didn't see any serious muscle on him. It was definitely and undeniably there because I felt his toned back through his shirt. Then Blondie stopped at the end of the hall where there was a white door with a name on it but I couldn't read it since it was in front of me and not the side like all the other doors. He opened the door and walked inside. He carefully shut the door and then he dropped me on what I assumed to be a bed. Oh my goodness. This guy had to be a vampire because this room was really dark. It was a huge difference from the rest of the mansion where there was more than enough light.

No matter how much I blinked and stared in the dark my eyes just didn't adjust. I huffed and crossed my arms as I wondered why he didn't just flip the switch to turn the light on. I heard a low rumble coming from my right. I turned my attention to the side of the room. I jolted back and froze in fear. Dark emerald green eyes stared at me in the midst of all the darkness. I saw nothing but those eyes. I started shaking as I didn't even dare to take my eyes off of those glowing eyes. Was that Blondie? He has green eyes but they didn't glow like that. It can't be a human their eyes. Last time I checked our eyes don't glow like that. It's probably some kind of animal. I hope it doesn't smell my fear. Oh my goodness, they probably brought me here to feed that beast. It probably hates light maybe that's why Blondie didn't turn on the light.

"You are absolutely right" Blondie's voice said that had just gotten three octaves lower. I frowned. Was I going crazy? I'm pretty sure I didn't open my mouth to utter a single word. "And yes, I can in fact smell your fear. It stinks" Blondie's voice sounded as the floating eyes narrowed. My eyes widened and I screamed. Suddenly, in a very fast motion those green glowing eyes were right in front of my face and they were so bright that I was sure that it illuminated my face. I stopped breathing. The bed dipped as more weight was added onto the bed. Those glowing eyes looked at my neck and then at me. Blondie closed his eyes and I could feel his breath fan the side of my face. Then something sharp went along the side of my neck and I shivered.

Suddenly without any warning, two fangs slowly pierced my neck. I gasped at the feeling. It hurt but then it didn't. My body was ignoring every command I gave it to move. At this point I wasn't sure why I would want it to stop. I felt fussy inside and calm. This actually wasn't a bad way to go out. To my astonishment I pulled the monster closer and hummed in satisfaction as the fussy warm feeling washed over me. I had absolutely no idea what was going on but I knew that I didn't hate it. I actually got annoyed because he was going too slow. He had barely put the half of his fangs in.

I suddenly snapped out of it as an overwhelming feeling took a hold of me. I began pushing the creature off of me so his teeth roughly exited my neck. The monster hissed in pain as I felt a cold and hot pain take over my body. I winced at the uncomfortable pain. I felt air fan my face as I looked into those eyes that now swirled with red and green. I now knew that it had to be Blondie. I was confused and afraid. His eyes glistened even more weirdly than it had before. His eyes scanned my face and I could make out that he was confused and shocked. I blinked and he was gone.

I blinked rapidly in confusion. Suddenly my body started working again. My hand went to my neck as I could feel blood trickle from my wound. I immediately sat up and ran to the door. I reached for the door knob and turned it. It wasn't locked. I chuckled "lucky me". I pulled at it and I must've still been weak because it was super heavy and not easy to open. I pulled at it with all my might because Blondie could be back any second and maybe he would change his mind and actually suck me dry this time.

I got it open a little and I immediately stopped when I heard screams. I stumbled back and covered my mouth. Those were the most gut wrenching screams I've ever heard. I gagged when the strong smell of blood hit my nose. It was like someone held raw chicken right under my nose. I held my breath and closed the door as fast as I could.

I would rather stay here than go out there. I crawled back and sat on the floor. Just the kind of situation a depressed person needed. I started crying as realization dawned over me like a new day. These men were monsters than I only saw in movies and read about in books. The speed, the strength and the weird oil paintings of them. It all made sense. They were actually vampires. My mind was racing. I was going to die. I screamed and cried loudly. What a stupid way to go out.

I woke up on something soft. I stretched myself and yawned. I yelped and jumped up from where I was sleeping. Those glowing eyes were staring at me again. My attitude saw this as the perfect moment to barge in when my mind wasn't working and my defenses were down. "I don't know what or who you are, but I have done absolutely nothing to deserve this crap. I am just about tired of this entire floating eyes bs. So, if you're going to kill me you better do it now." I was really tired of the world constantly hitting me with something worse every day. But this? This was actually the worst I could think of. I was ready for the sweet release of death. I'm just happy I didn't do it myself.

I closed my eyes as I waited for Blondie to jump on me and finish it, but he never jumped on me. I opened my eyes only to see that he was still staring at me. "I'm not going to kill you." He said.

"Yeah? That's not what last night told me" Actually, I wasn't sure what last night told me. I crawled off of the bed and I stood. "So you won't kill me?" I asked. "That's what I said. I have no reason to" Blondie answered. "A vampire in the mafia who doesn't kill people?" I retorted. "I am not in the ma-". "So why did you kidnap us so expertly? Who walks around with a syringe? And the mansion in the middle of nowhere? A bunch of men in a building? Screams mafia to me" I said as I narrowed my eyes. Blondie stayed silent.

"Is it morning?" I asked. "Yes?" Blondie answered confused. "Will you die if I open the curtains?" I asked. "No." Blondie replied flatly. "Why not? That's basically vampire 101" I said. "We told you humans that so no one would suspect anything when we just walked into the sun and stayed alive" Blondie explained. "So why is your room so dark?" I asked as I crossed my arms. "I don't like too much light. It annoys me." Blondie answered. "So, what kills you? Fire?" I asked. "Wouldn't you die if I lit you on fire?" Blondie deadpanned. " Well yeah, but I'm human and you're a vampire." I said. "What about a wooden stick to the heart?" I asked. "Who wouldn't die if you pierced their heart with something?" Blondie asked annoyed. I looked the side of the room where I saw curtains yesterday as the light of the hallway lit the room. I ran to it and opened the heavy curtains. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. I shrugged. "Worth a shot".

"Why did you kidnap me?" I asked. "For your blood." Blondie said. "Only for my blood?" I asked skeptically. He looked at me weirdly and didn't answer. "It doesn't make any sense. Why kidnap a bunch of beautiful women just to suck them dry? And I'm smart enough to know that the rest of the women didn't make it through the night as untouched as I did." I said feeling anger rising in me. I didn't even know if they had made it through the night alive. "What the rest does with their women is none of my business" Blondie said as he shut the curtains again. He walked to a small lamp and turned it on "Take a shower and wear the blue dress that's in the closet. We're leaving in an hour" Blondie said as he exited the room.

I released a breath I didn't know I was holding. What was I even thinking? Talking to a vampire like that. Half of what I knew about vampires was false except for the fact that they were magically all fine. I had yet to see an ugly vampire. After a few minutes of thinking everything over I walked into another part of the room that had to be a bathroom. I felt around for a switch and flipped it. I was impressed by what I saw. It looked so fancy and clean. If I wasn't kidnapped I would've been happy to be here.

I opened another door only to find myself looking at a lot of fancy soap, skincare products and folded towels. I reached for a bottle of shampoo and looked at it. It looked very expensive so I put it back carefully and went to take a normal looking bar of soap that smelled like vanilla and coconut.

I closed the door and looked around for cameras before I took my clothes off. I looked at my bloodied shirt and rushed to go look in the mirror. I looked at the side of my neck only to see two holes that looked like they had already started healing. I would probably be freaking out more if I didn't read Wattpad stories about vampires that kidnap girls. But they get a happy ever after and I might not. Even I found it kind of creepy that I wasn't freaking out. I suddenly realized something. Why would he have one if he couldn't even see himself in it? It's probably another myth.

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