Chapitre 70: they look alike

'Why is she here?' Vlad thought.

"Shit. You know what maybe I should your grandmother handle you." Vlad had a sinister smile creep up his face.

Lilith the Queen of the Damned. Mother of demons. Queen of Demons. My mother would surely handle Riley every way he deserves. Vlad knew what his mother was capable of. New the evil and hatred that festered in her, specifically for men. It didn't matter Riley was her grandson, she still wouldn't hesitate to torture him.

She was as cold and violent as she was beautiful, frankly quite the opposite of Violet.

"Get up scum." Vlad said kicking him once more.

Riley reluctantly rose to his feet. Batter, bloody and bruised he followed his father. He felt humiliated, having the whole of high vampire society inside his home right now.