"Tell me Vampire how did you do it? How did you lure her into going with you?" Maeve gritted, barely keeping herself from losing her temper and lashing out at the cold bastard standing in front of her. If looks could kill Vladimir was sure he would have been six feet under the ground this very moment. But sadly it will take a lot more than hateful looks to take him down. "Tell you what. . .?" Vladimir arched a questioning brow, acting clueless. "The little girl you had abducted this time is my niece Vampire. This isn't a joke. I will skin you alive if I had to, to protect my niece." Maeve hissed. "Sounds like a perfect romantic date to me." Vladimir shrugged, completely unbothered by Maeve's threat. Maeve's fists clenched, she looked livid at Vladimir's remark. For a man who was currently at her mercy, the Vampire was oddly relaxed and the fact irked Maeve. Even with his hands bound he made her feel like he was in complete control of the situation. "Why are you doing this Vampire
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