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Fatal Kiss Of The Vampire

Ten years ago, hybrid alpha-vampire Ethan Parker met a girl on the darkest day of his life. She gave him hope that he could live on. When they met again, he was strong enough to do anything for her, but she didn't seem to remember him... Kylie Finch is a b-list actress after witnessing her mother die, being kicked out of the house by her father, and being betrayed by the man she loved for five years. She learned that she could only survive if she became stronger and stronger. When her life gets into trouble again, a strange man comes into her life and asks her to marry him. She has no choice but to say yes to survive. But Kylie discovers that her strange husband seems to be hiding many secrets...
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Chapter 3

"Sorry, please give me one more chance." Kylie tried so hard to convince him.

She badly wanted to take back all of her mistakes. Plus, she wanted to convince Aiden that giving up on her had been a terrible decision!

Lucas approached her and tried to taunt her: "They don't want to see you. Get out and stop embarrassing the company."

Kylie clenched her fist and looked at the director.

Even though the camera wasn't running, she still wanted to prove herself in front of the director. She had made up her mind to give it her best shot and was stepping forward when someone suddenly grabbed her by the arm.

"Are you Kylie Finch?"

Lucas and Kylie looked at each other with suspicion. Her agent had already stripped Kylie of her fanbase. How could anyone know her name?

"I am." Kylie stepped forward.

"Your previous roles have mostly been villains, so I don't think you're the perfect match for Blossom. But I have another role for you—Do you want to give it a try?"

The man was polite and smiled at Kylie. She had no clue who he was.

Lucas didn't look happy about the situation, but he couldn't say too much without knowing more about this stranger. "I'm her agent. The company will decide which role she'll take!"

The man didn't even glance at Lucas but said to Kylie: "You can say no. That's alright."

"Of course I'll try!" She nodded enthusiastically.

The gods were smiling down on her! How could she turn down any opportunity!

After glancing through the script for a few minutes, she decided to audition for the role. The vice director in front of her was still in charge. "Hurry up! Don't waste our time."

The director lazily sprawled on a chair after a long day. Then Kylie suddenly began her performance in front of the camera: "Nonsense! You snobbery mother-fucker!"

The director immediately woke up and stared at the woman on the screen. He was speechless after witnessing her performance.

When Kylie finished the audition, she returned to her lazy, indifferent self. "Thank you for the opportunity."

"Good, good, good." The director repeated the same word three times, then asked her: "Are you from Garcia Entertainment?"

Lucas stood next to her, and reluctantly said: "I'm her agent."

"Very well. Can you explain to me your understanding of the role?" He smiled at Kylie.

Tea House was a war drama. It centered on the female star named Annie, who made a living by making tea. Her father forced her to marry an old businessman, but right after the marriage, their home was robbed by criminals.

She was silent for a moment, then said: "Before she finally loses it, Annie can endure all sorts of injustice. Bottom line, she always surprises everyone."

Kylie was the same. As she spoke those words, her eyes gleamed with pride.

After she had left, the vice director couldn't stop complimenting her performance: "This girl is from Garcia Entertainment? I didn't even know they have such good actresses."

The scriptwriter was also very excited: "Did you see her eyes? When Annie was forced to marry that old man, her eyes were full of obedience. But when they went bankrupt, her eyes filled with pride and toughness. She did such a fantastic job!"

The vice director thought of something and asked the producer: "You don't know her, so how did you decide to recommend her after taking a call?"

The producer smiled mysteriously. "Because the role was made for her!"

"Did you say that Lord Ethan wants to invest in her? But she's from Garcia Entertainment!"

***

There were so many people at the private club. Kylie held onto his arm and walked through the other guests.

"Sir, did you bring me here to show off in front of your ex?" She had performed well at the audition, so she was happy. "Then you've come to the right person. I have a lot of experience dealing with those bitches."

There was a giant, heart-shaped cake at the party, so she reckoned someone would be proposing tonight.

"Ex, indeed." The man nodded.

He was so tall that when he spoke, his low, deep voice was way over her head. "I'm looking forward to your performance."

Kylie smiled with suspicion.

She looked at him: he stood straight. How could men like him ever be dumped? He must have been the one to take the initiative to leave.

Perhaps thinking the same thing, many of the guests who walked by, looked his way with admiration. But apparently, they had no interest in looking at Kylie the same way.

She smiled and didn't really care. She circled his waist with her arm, and whispered in a deep voice: "If I help you out today, does that mean I don't have to pay for your car?"

He lowered his head and looked at her large breasts and white skin.

On their way to the banquet, he had brought her out for a formal dress, and a haircut. Now, unlike when he had first seen her, she looked like a lady.

This woman was so flexible.

"Of course." His mouth moved into a slight smile, and he added in a low voice: "But don't forget about our deal."

Deal? Did he mean those absurd requirements?

Kylie jokingly responded: "Sir, you're too old to be a virgin. You can forget about our deal."

His eyebrows twitched, and he looked at her with dark eyes. He sounded cold. "How do you know that I'm not a virgin? We should try it once before you make that assessment."

Kylie instinctively wanted to refuse him, but she noticed a beautiful girl wearing a white princess dress.

When that girl had first arrived, many guests had greeted her, so Kylie assumed she must be the star of that evening.

So she tightened her hold of the man's waist and turned her back to the pretty girl. "She's coming. Get close to me," Kylie whispered to her companion.

He glanced at the girl, then lowered his eyes. He kissed Kylie on the forehead.

She knew that he was just pretending, but when she felt his warm breath, her heart began to quicken its pace.

She shifted her eyes in an attempt to distract herself. Then she suddenly noticed her father and stepmother in the crowd.

They were both dressed up and smilingly greeting guests.

After her mother had died, her father, Laurence Finch, had married Alice Davis. Kylie's relationship with them wasn't great. They would never have taken her to a banquet, so she didn't want to confront them there.

She wanted nothing more than to hide from them.

She snuggled against him, like a cat against his chest.

He was surprised by this, but his lip twitched into a smile.

Meanwhile, Kylie sensed the beautiful girl stop beside them. She stared at Kylie, and the man hugged her more tightly. The girl stormed away.

Was this a victory for Kylie?

When Laurence Finch and Alice Davis went off in another direction, Kylie emerged from his arms and started to breathe freely again.

But before she could feel too much relief, she heard a very familiar voice.

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