What it is about
I was notorious in our circle: a frail socialite with an unhinged reputation, my delicate constitution supposedly sustained by the mysterious power of blood.
I despised the fiancé my father had chosen for me, Julian Vance.
So, to spite him, I kept nine male companions at home.
Each time Julian, the richest man in the city, whose very being was a living remedy, questioned me, his eyes blazing with fury, I’d merely scoff at him.
But then, those nine men poisoned the blood I drank, and absconded with all my assets.
