My Half-Vampire Mate

His gaze swept across my entire body, from head to toe, making me feel self-conscious inexplicably. "The dress suits you," he muttered, averting his eyes and sounding hesitant. "I was curious about your preference." "Huh?" I asked, startled. He snapped back to attention, almost as if he had been lost in thought. "Now, would you care to share what I need from you, please?" I said, my tone tinged with sarcasm. "What?" He looked at me with genuine confusion. "You must have an agenda for keeping me here against my will," I pressed, emphasizing the last part. After a brief pause, he uttered the most absurd response I could have imagined. "Yes, you are here to serve me," he stated flatly. "Are you serious? You knocked me out, kidnapped my sister, and coerced me here just to be your servant?" I exclaimed in disbelief. A smug smile played on his lips as he reveled in my astonishment. "Indeed, dear. You'll be by my side 24/7. All my affairs will fall under your responsibility from now on." This was madness! Was he really some twisted pervert? What game was he playing? "But you already have numerous servants at your disposal!" I protested. "They cater to your every whim! Why drag me into this? And why give a servant gifts like new clothes and breakfast in bed?" I was losing my patience. Was he toying with me? Perhaps a wealthy, bored vampire prince seeking amusement. But I refused to go along with his absurd scheme.