My Vampire Fiancé Refused to Lend Me Money, So I Married the Northern Lord
LevinnePlot TwistsTragic LoveMelodramaticChildhood SweetheartsGirl PowerDevotionPregnancyCheatingWinning Back the Wife
I'd upset my fiancé again, the men I'd grown up beside.
All because I wanted to borrow thirty million from him to buy back a ruby brooch.
Adrian was heir to the Vampire Prince. To him, the money was nothing.
But in front of every servant in the house, his face went cold.
"Elena. Don't be greedy."
Disdain filled his eyes.
"Yes, your mother died saving me fifteen years ago, yet I agreed to marry you."
"You're only human. Don't presume on that."
My throat closed. I'd been about to explain that the brooch was the only thing I had left of my mother.
But Adrian had already looked away, impatient.
"Whatever it is, it can wait until I'm back. Stop making a scene."
I ran my thumb over the few thin bills in my pocket and lowered my head.
A whole year of quiet work for the manor's servants, and that was all I'd saved.
I was still wiping my eyes when I got back to my room, and my father called again.
"Elena, have you decided? This is for your own good. No matter how long you wait, young Master Adrian will never marry you."
"Why don’t you take your stepsister's place. Marry into the North instead. You'll have an easier life."
This time, I didn't argue.
"Fine. I'll do it."
"But I want thirty million in return."