Matilda “Tilly” Parker’s life falls apart when her lycan boyfriend, Xavier Graves, leaves her with nothing but a vague “trust me.”

Human, heartbroken, and fueled by cheap wine and spite, she crosses paths with Cillian Ravenscroft, the vampire CEO of Valmont International. A century-old predator with ice-blue eyes and a smile that could tempt a saint.

Cillian is too smooth, too handsome, too everything—all sharp jaw, piercing gaze, and a smug charm that makes Tilly’s skin crawl and her heart race in ways she refuses to admit.

Cillian offers her a wild solution: become a lycan herself.

And he’s willing to make it happen—for a price. One hundred nights as his personal “slave.”

But she’s no helpless damsel. Scrappy, impulsive, and armed with a mouth that won’t quit, Tilly’s ready to claw her way through this twisted agreement. Yet as the nights slip by, the line between survival and seduction blurs—and the price of becoming a lycan might be far greater than just her heart.

Will Tilly fight her way back to Xavier—or surrender to the vampire who owns her nights?

One hundred nights. One impossible choice. And a hunger neither of them expected.

100 Nights With My Vampire CEO

⋆ Chapter 30

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*Finally, I've made a decision!*
Sunday afternoons were meant for doing absolutely nothing, and I was fully embracing that philosophy.
When evening came, I was sprawled on my couch in sweatpants and an oversized hoodie, munching on a half-eaten bag of chips while an action movie played on the TV. T...

*Finally, I've made a decision!*

Sunday afternoons were meant for doing absolutely nothing, and I was fully embracing that philosophy.
When evening came, I was sprawled on my couch in sweatpants and an oversized hoodie, munching on a half-eaten bag of chips while an action movie played on the TV. T...

⋆ Chapter 23