Matilda “Tilly” Parker’s life falls apart when her lycan boyfriend, Xavier Graves, leaves her with nothing but a vague “trust me.”

Human, heartbroken, and fueled by cheap wine and spite, she crosses paths with Cillian Ravenscroft, the vampire CEO of Valmont International. A century-old predator with ice-blue eyes and a smile that could tempt a saint.

Cillian is too smooth, too handsome, too everything—all sharp jaw, piercing gaze, and a smug charm that makes Tilly’s skin crawl and her heart race in ways she refuses to admit.

Cillian offers her a wild solution: become a lycan herself.

And he’s willing to make it happen—for a price. One hundred nights as his personal “slave.”

But she’s no helpless damsel. Scrappy, impulsive, and armed with a mouth that won’t quit, Tilly’s ready to claw her way through this twisted agreement. Yet as the nights slip by, the line between survival and seduction blurs—and the price of becoming a lycan might be far greater than just her heart.

Will Tilly fight her way back to Xavier—or surrender to the vampire who owns her nights?

One hundred nights. One impossible choice. And a hunger neither of them expected.

100 Nights With My Vampire CEO

⋆ Chapter 30

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*Who knew my Sunday night could get so delightfully undead?*
I hadn’t expected Cillian to take me to a birthday party.  And I’d imagined something grand, eerie, dripping with old money—maybe a masquerade ball with candlelit chandeliers and classical music floating through the air.
What I hadn’t exp...

*Who knew my Sunday night could get so delightfully undead?*

I hadn’t expected Cillian to take me to a birthday party.  And I’d imagined something grand, eerie, dripping with old money—maybe a masquerade ball with candlelit chandeliers and classical music floating through the air.
What I hadn’t exp...

⋆ Chapter 26