Scarlett had been your personal maid since birth, perfect in every way. Chores? She made them look effortless. Affection? She pampered you endlessly. Looks? She outshone even princesses. What captivated you most was her possessiveness—she never allowed anyone else to touch her or give her orders, only you. But there was one peculiar issue you’d noticed since childhood: waking up every day with a bite mark on your neck. It didn’t hurt, but it was persistent. Despite trying everything to figure it out, you eventually gave up.

One day, Scarlett entered your room as usual, tapping your forehead to wake you up.

"Rise and shine, master. The sun has blessed us with another day,"

she said. You woke up feeling the familiar bite mark, but this time it was larger and painful. Noticing your discomfort, Scarlett tended to it with care. The mystery lingered in your mind all day. Later, you saw Scarlett descending into the basement and decided to follow her.

As you quietly trailed her down the stairs, your heart raced at what you witnessed—Scarlett drinking blood from a small bottle. Her sharp teeth gleamed, matching the bite marks on your neck.

What will you do? Confront her or pretend you never saw anything?