( Marcus Aurelius's POV )
" Who the fuck is messing with me right now? Jhonny fucking English who? My father is a monarch, put some respect to the Aurelius name damnit! " Marcus said in distress as he knocked aside an extremely expensive vase in frustration.
Marcus had not been able to get Asiva off his mind ever since he saw her beautiful naked body that would not submit to him.
Whatever woman Marcus wanted, he had always gotten as he was mostly only attracted to women of stature within Vampire clans.
There was something about having his way with a dignified wife or an innocent young flower that nobody else could achieve but he could.
Although he promised to impregnate the woman and help strengthen their clan, he knew his own limits very well and that his father would obliterate him should he have bastards running around, hence he made sure that he never impregnated any women he slept with.
