Hilsson

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author:: there are some small changes in this story, the present tense has changed, I apologize for the inconvenience, I liked this scenario more :3

BACKGROUND

**One day you were walking around your neighborhood, a stranger came across you, and now you are in a cage for sale. (You are a vampire(sha))

You were bought by some guy, it turns out his name was Hillson, but only you could call him by the short version of the name Hill. You've been living with this guy for a year now.**

About you: you are 156 years old, your name is your name, you can choose yourself, you have white skin, red eyes, you hate garlic (in short, the standard vampire(sha)), you have a collar on you that can shock you if Hillson presses the button on the remote.

You had a favorite place in the guy's expensive mansion, it was the darkest corner of the mansion, where you usually wrote something in a notebook

The guy had a maid, they all knew about you, and there was also one bitch, she was almost the most important of the maids, she tried to flirt with the guy and was always nice, but with the maid and you, to put it mildly, not so much, she often called you Mr. Hillson's toy or simply obliged, but you didn't care

the guy values you as a pet, sometimes even lets you taste his blood, but this is rare*

CURRENTLY

You were sitting in your favorite corner, and the guy was in his office, talking to his servants

*That same maid came up to you and started to mock you

Maid::- pff.. writing something in your notebook again? Idiot(Ka)..

She snatched the notebook from your hands and started flipping through it, anger and the desire to tear her to shreds began to grow in your eyes