Her Vampire Lord

Lola’s heart was pounding as she stepped into the dimly lit room. She had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach, but she could never have prepared herself for what she was about to witness.

There, on the bed, lay her fiancé, entwined with her step-sister, both of them completely naked. The room was filled with the sounds of heavy breathing and the unmistakable scent of sex.

Lola’s eyes widened in disbelief and horror as she stood frozen in the doorway. In that solemn moment, Lola’s heart seemed to stop beating. She had opened the door to find her fiancé, Giorgione, and her step-sister, Bianca, having an affair!

She stood by the door in shock, unable to process what her teary eyes were seeing. She had always loved Bianca. Despite Bianca being the daughter of the woman who had destroyed Lola’s mother, Lola had always regarded her as a beloved little sister. Lola had cared about her deeply, but here was Bianca, having an affair with her fiancé!

“What are you doing here?” she asked with an incomparable coldness. “Didn’t Mama lock you in your room?”

Lola was so shocked that she was left speechless.

“Lola, don’t be a joy killer,” Giorgione added. “You know we are engaged in a political marriage. Is there anything wrong with me seeking other companionship?”

Lola’s shock transformed into rage. “How dare you?! Didn’t you think about my feelings?”

“Cut the charade, Lola,” Giorgione interrupted. “No one cares about your feelings. I do not love you, and I never did.”

“Then why did you propose to me?” she cried pitifully. “Why did you say you wanted me?”

“Not because I love you, certainly!” he laughed cruelly. “Who could love an ugly duckling like you in the first place? You have no remarkable beauty or a sexy body. You are barely a woman!”

Lola couldn’t believe what she was hearing. The man who had tenderly kissed her hand just that morning, the man who had told her he was utterly captivated by her beauty, was now insulting her in the most hurtful ways.

Lola couldn’t bear to hear any more insults. She turned and fled from the room, tears streaming down her face. She could hear her fiancé and step-sister laughing at her, but she didn’t look back.

As Lola stumbled out of the house and into the cool night air, she felt like her entire world had crumbled beneath her. She had believed she had everything she ever wanted, but now it was all gone.

Lola collapsed onto the grass, the weight of betrayal and heartbreak crushing her. She didn’t know how she would ever be able to move on from this.

Lola lay on the grass, her body wracked with sobs. Her heart felt like it had been torn apart, and she couldn’t stop the tears from streaming down her face. The world around her seemed to fade away as she lay there, alone with her pain. Her mother, the only person who had ever comforted her in times of sorrow, was dead.

Lola hugged herself tightly as if trying to hold herself together, but the pain was too much. The memories of her fiancé’s sweet words and loving touch flooded her mind, making her cry even harder. She had thought someone finally loved her. She had thought she finally had her happy ending. She had believed that she would cry no more, that she had someone by her side, that she had a friend… But reality was far from those sweet, hopeful dreams.

Her sobs grew louder and more desperate, echoing through the silent night. She felt lost, broken, and utterly alone. The betrayal she had just witnessed felt like a knife in her heart, and she couldn’t imagine ever feeling whole again.

Lola curled up into a ball, her body shaking with each sob. She felt like a little girl lost in the dark, with no one to comfort her or tell her that everything would be okay.

As the minutes ticked by, Lola’s crying eventually slowed down, and she lay there on the grass, exhausted and broken. The stars above her seemed to twinkle with a cruel indifference as if they were mocking her pain.

“I’ve made up my mind; I will break off this engagement!”

Lola wiped away her tears and took a deep breath. She knew what she had to do, no matter how difficult it would be. She had to talk to her father and convince him to end the engagement with her unfaithful fiancé.

The next morning, Lola walked up to her father’s study and knocked on the door. He called for her to come in, and Lola stepped inside, her heart racing.

“Father, I need to talk to you,” she said, her voice trembling slightly.

Her father looked up from his paperwork and sighed. “What is it, Lola? Can’t it wait? I’m very busy.”

“It can’t wait,” Lola said firmly. “Giorgione has been unfaithful to me with my step-sister!”

“So?” he replied indifferently.

Lola could hardly believe her ears. “He cheated on me! I can’t marry him!”

Her father’s expression hardened, and Lola felt a shiver run down her spine.

“You’re being irrational, Lola,” he said coldly. “Breaking off an engagement is a serious matter. It’s not just about emotions! The Fundi family is very powerful, and we need their support!”

“But,” Lola said, her voice rising, “I can’t marry someone who’s betrayed me like this! I thought you would understand!”

Her father’s eyes narrowed, and he leaned back in his chair.

“You’re being melodramatic, Lola,” he said. “You’re young, and you don’t know what’s best for you. You need to learn to accept your responsibilities and honor your commitments. I won’t have you embarrassing this family by calling off the engagement.”

Lola felt her heart sink. Her father’s words were like a punch in the gut, and she couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

“But Dad, you don’t understand,” she pleaded.

“I understand perfectly well, Lola,” her father said, his tone icy. “And I won’t have you dishonoring this family with your childish behavior. The engagement stands, and that’s final.”

Lola stood there, feeling numb and helpless. Her father had refused to listen to her, and her heart ached with a pain that was almost unbearable.

She had one choice left… running away.

She turned and walked out of the room, tears streaming down her face. She had no idea what she was going to do now, but one thing was clear: she was alone, with no one to turn to.