The vampires, a race that craves human blood.

Among them is Rosanna, the eldest daughter of the noble and ancient Enache family.

Bored with her life as an unexpected nanny to her nephew in a foreign land, she meets a man.

“Rosanna, how are you enjoying life in Britna?”

At that moment, she knows.

Kyle Mason, the theology student who looks utterly delectable, is the one who will drive away her ennui.

“Well, it might become enjoyable if you keep me entertained.”

Everything Rosanna has ever desired has become hers, and this man will be no exception.

Hello, Kyle.

My sweet, beloved attachment toy.

* * *

When he awoke from his dream, he saw a woman beside him. For some reason, tears streamed down his cheeks.

“Who am I?”

The woman merely wiped away his tears. Her fingers, wrapped in the cool dawn breeze, were cold.

“Who are you…?”

She looked as if she had just stepped out for a walk before dawn, like a goddess of ancient mythology, perhaps the goddess of the dawn herself.

It was strange. Though he had all the words to describe the woman, he had no memory of himself. It felt as though his memories were deeply buried, or perhaps he had buried them himself. He couldn’t even remember that.

“I can’t remember… I don’t remember anything.”

“It’s okay. Don’t be afraid.”

As he tried to focus on her lips, a lullaby-like voice echoed in his mind. His eyelids grew heavy.

“Just sleep deeply.”

He felt himself slipping away into oblivion, his consciousness drifting far into the distance, deep within his dreams.

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