In a world where vampires live and walk among us, they have managed to control their bloodlust through a set of rules. And there was Sakura, a vampire who defy the rules because she believes in the human concept called - love.

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Sakura closed her door and walked towards the woman, ready to settle the damages. Money is not a problem for her, as she’s still living off hefty royalty from her previous bestseller.

Suddenly the woman turned around.

And Sakura stopped in her tracks.

Her face was small, her skin was porcelain white, and her black hair was loosely tucked behind her right ear. The wind was blowing, causing her to fixed her hair again, she squinted her eyes a few times until the wind passes. Her eyes were clear like doe’s and was small yet her lips were plump.

For 24 years that Sakura had lived, she had never seen anyone like her.

She’s prettier than the vampires.

The woman looked at her and her expression hardened.

“Are you the driver? What are you going to do about this?” she asked.

Her sweet and cute voice knocked Sakura out of her daze. She blinked her eyes a few times and then walked closer to her. The closer she gets to her, the more unreal she appears to be.

And then it hits her. Her scent.

Sakura had never smell anything like it before. The smell was so inviting and… delicious.

She swallowed.