The Dirty Affairs of a Vampire and His Horny Stepmom-Chapter 94: Melania’s feelings

«It’s already been a week since my birthday, and not only haven’t you given me my present yet, you even canceled our deal — the one where you’d give me your cock every day in exchange for my blood. I’m not happy about it at all!» Melania grumbles.

It’s a little past two in the morning. We’re walking back from John Hardley’s villa after another brutal training session. And since John confirmed that a vampire can get a human pregnant, just like an incubus can... well... I’m over the moon — I got confirmation that the baby definitely isn’t someone else’s.

John insists on training us personally — apparently he sees remarkable potential in us — and tonight, I finally found out what the deal between him and Melania really was.

Melania never cared about her father, and she never cared about going back to Elyndra. All she ever wanted was to escape the boring life of a human, and that’s exactly what John offered her.

She has essentially become a hired killer for John, even if she’s obviously still in training. Once she’s strong enough, she’ll start real missions. Assassinations, extracting information, stuff like that — basically, the adventurous, out-of-the-ordinary life she’d always dreamed of.

Now I’m walking her home, and then I’ll go back to my Veronica — the mother of my child. Or maybe my daughter; we don’t know yet, even if deep down I obviously hope it’s a boy.

And yeah, Melania is right. Ever since I found out I’m going to be a father, I haven’t touched her — not even with a finger.

But it’s not just her — Naomi, Mrs. Fenwick, Professor Ashby, Mrs. Lunsford, and any other woman I used to have fun with occasionally. I left it all behind.

What kind of man would I be if I spent my nights cheating on the woman carrying the fruit of our love in her womb? A piece of shit, that’s what.

Veronica and I always took every precaution, and if she still ended up pregnant then it must be destiny — a message from the so-called Vampire God saying: «Jace, it’s time to straighten up before Veronica finds out about your flings and it’s too late.»

Message received loud and clear.

Eventually, we reach the entrance to Naomi’s building — the one where Melania is staying for now. She told me they’ll be moving soon; Britney’s job at Seiryu Biotech is going great, and that, along with what John pays Melania, is more than enough to keep a roof over their heads.

«So... I’m heading up now. Thanks for walking me back,» Melania murmurs shyly, lowering her head, her cheeks tinted with a faint blush.

«Y-Yeah. See you tomorrow night to head to John’s... I’ll pick you up at the usual time.»

But she doesn’t move an inch. She just stands there, staring at the ground, rubbing her thighs together, like she wants to say something but is too embarrassed to speak.

«Jace...» she whispers so softly it’s barely audible, still not lifting her eyes from the asphalt. «So... is it really over between us...?»

«I must’ve missed the part where there was ever anything between us,» I reply flatly.

«Idiot... we fucked every night, and I know you liked it as much as I did! And then... that afternoon at the Hallett Nature Sanctuary you said you loved me, and then... fuck, you even came inside me! And as if that wasn’t enough, you protected me from that Monster Slayer, and a few hours later you pulled all that shit with John just so you wouldn’t let my father take me back to Elyndra. Why did you do it? I doubt you went that far just because you liked drinking my blood or fucking me!» Melania sobs, clenching her fists.

«I said I loved you only because that day we were playing at being a happy couple, and if I came inside you it was only because I probably got too into the role. As for the rest... I did everything I could to keep you from leaving only because I knew Naomi and Britney would’ve suffered terribly. That’s all.»

Bullshit. I’d be lying to myself if I said I didn’t feel anything for her. Sure, calling it love would be an exaggeration, but I can’t deny that in these last few weeks I’ve gotten pretty attached to her. And yet, no matter what there’s been between us, this relationship of ours that’s so intimate can’t keep going.

«It’s a lie...» Melania murmurs. «It’s just a fucking lie! I... I love you, Jace! And when I said I loved you that afternoon, it wasn’t just to play the part of the little girlfriend — I really meant it! I know you’ll be a father soon, but I don’t care — I’ll raise that baby as if it were ours. So please, Jace, choose me! I want to be the woman by your side for your whole life!»

A sharp pain clamps around my chest as thick tears start running down her flushed cheeks. And yet, there are things I still can’t get out of my head.

«Even if I wanted to, it could never work between us,» I snap.

«W-Why do you say that...?»

«And you’re asking me? You said you really meant it when you said you loved me... too bad that two hours later you were on that incubus’s lap letting him touch you! And who knows what you two did after I left! Even knowing you, it doesn’t take much imagination to picture what happened...»

«S-Stop talking to me like I’m some filthy whore...» Melania growls through clenched teeth. «There was nothing between me and Raelor — not even a peck! And if I stayed that close to him... it was only to make you jealous, idiot! After that afternoon, after all those wonderful things you told me, I needed to know whether they were really sincere words or just empty words, so I latched onto him just to see how you’d react. The night I fucked Naomi’s ex, two weeks ago now, was the last time I was with a man who wasn’t you... and that’s what I intend to do for the rest of my life, if only you gave me the chance to be your woman...»

As sweet and heartfelt as her words are, as much as something inside me is clearly pulling me toward her... I’ve decided. From now on it’ll only be me, Veronica, and our child. I won’t let my stupid inability to keep my cock in my pants ruin everything.

I turn sharply, giving her my back.

«I’m going home. Good night, Melania.»

«Jace, please, wait... I want to stay with you a little longer. I’m not sleepy at all, and tomorrow is Saturday, so there’s no school. Let’s take another walk around Manhattan, okay? Just a little more, please...» she begs through tears, grabbing the hem of my hoodie.

«Good night, Melania,» I repeat firmly.

Melania stays there, motionless on the building’s doorstep, watching me as I walk away from her with determined steps.

Her sobs echo faintly down the silent street.