Falling For Her Target Vampire Mafia Boss

“No, please stop… you’re going to drain me… I’m going to die…” I croaked as Thane pounced on me, his glowing red eyes now inches from mine.
His fangs elongated and his claws jutted out as his fingers raked through my body, tearing my clothes off. Tears slipped down my cheeks.
“I need your ruby blood,” Thane rasped out, his voice filled with an uncontrolled hunger.
“No… Thane… please…” I cried, trying to push against him, but it was no use. “Argh!” A gutwrenching cry tore from my throat as my head fell back.
His fangs sank deep into the side of my neck, followed by the harshness of his thrust as he buried himself deep inside me. He was cruel and merciless, showing no trace of the faint warmth I had once sparked in this cold monster.
My nails scraped against the cold, hard floor as pain raked through my body. But slowly, that pain gave way to something else, desire.
“Argh… mm…” A strangled moan escaped my lips as a wildfire spread through my entire being, my voice getting lost in this cold dark cave.
My body grew colder as my blood continued to be drawn and the gaping wound in my belly wasn't helping matters. I was going to die either way. It hurt that my revenge story was cut short.
My life had never truly known peace, and it seems my first mistake was pawning my blood to the vampire organization in the first place, only to be handed over to this cold devil himself in my quest for revenge. I was merely a pawn, to be used and discarded. It’s laughable that I still fell for him…
This cold heartless Vampire was not capable of love… or was he?