Bite Me, President
Ch. 3

Chapters. 3

A man who was about to head to his room, passed through a hallway of a hotel room that looked deserted. Wants to relax his legs with a little walk. Because all day he was just in the room, without doing anything meaningful. He just came from the park tonight. Breathe in fresh air

which only bosa she does at night. Because there is a condition that is not

allow him to be outdoors during the day.

“Ck! People are drunk again,” said the man when he saw a woman staggering in front of him. Even his hands rest on the wall. Probably because he wants to keep his body in balance.

At first the man wanted to ignore and walk past the woman in front of him just like that. However, as their distance neared the man was taken aback to find out who the woman who looked in pain was.

“Isn't she Meena? Artist Sita?” said a man named Gentama Tatsuya. A Chairman at Paramount Pictures. Where the company is a fairly large production house in the country.

Paramount Pictures is also the place where the company that houses Meena. So it's clear Tama really knows the faces of the artist who has a very brilliant performance. And that talent

in the possession of the woman who is now in her arms is indeed very

riveting.

Yep. Not having the heart to see Meena seem so pained even the man decided to carry her. Luckily, Meena was in a semi-conscious state. So Tama is not worried until Meena recognizes her.

“Where is your room?” ask Tama.

Then Tama headed to the room mentioned by Meena. Luckily, Meena was able to answer it correctly.

Tama noticed Meena's condition, then the man scrunched his forehead. Like there's something odd about Meena's current condition.

You know very well if this is not due to the influence of alcohol. Added by Tama

there was absolutely no smell of alcohol from Meena's body.

“The body is not hot either. But why the sweat from earlier came out,” muttered in his heart while touching his hand on Meena's forehead when he had just laid the woman on the bed.

“Sick ... pain .. Mama ..” Quote Meena. The woman frowned, enduring the pain that might have been overwhelming. Even to the extent

roll to the left side and then switch to the right.

Tama tried to observe first Meena's condition, only after not having the heart to see the woman who was increasingly moaning in pain did Tama finally decide to do things that he had not done for a long time. More so when smelling Meena's body scent that is very evocative of her taste.

Tama brought her face closer to Meena who was still agitated and moaning in pain with her eyes closed. He stared for a while and then pressed his lips closer to Meena's neck.

“Sorry, it might hurt a little. But believe me, after this you will not feel this pain again,” said Tama before

bit Meena's neck and caught a glimpse of the woman's eyes open.

Yep. Tama is no ordinary human like Meena. The man was from a blood-drinking race. However, there were a portion of their race that already did not suck blood from humans directly like this. Some of them drink blood from pigs or cows as a substitute for human blood.

Although it tastes more delicious human blood, but the effects caused are also very extraordinary. They will feel continuously want to suck it until unconsciously to cause death.

Therefore, there were some elders who had forbidden them to drink no more human blood, for they now coexist and to maintain the balance between the two different races.

After feeling enough, Tama distanced her face from Meena. The man rubbed his wet lips. Licking the tip of his lips that still felt so sweet.

“The aroma is different. The blood is very sweet,” said Tama.

Although not full, Tama did it for a favor. Then he bit his fingertips to the point of spitting out fresh blood, then put it in Meena's mouth.

“This is a precaution to keep your blood from being smelled by other vampires. Also as a symbol if there is a vampire who made a deal with you,”. “You artists who work below

my surveillance. So I have to take responsibility for your health. At least

it suppresses your pain for the next few days.”

After saying that, Tama immediately left from there and left Meena alone in her room. Before the woman came to her senses and saw herself there. It will be long for his business.

This first time Tama cares about a human being. More so, it's the artist himself. Though all this time Tama never showed himself in front of his subordinates. The man was quite mysterious and only came out in the moment the sun hid its rays. More so if there is any need, always through his assistant.

In the morning, Meena felt her body feel so fit. Feels healthier than ever before the woman immediately moved from her place and looked in the mirror.

Sure enough, he did not see his adorable show without make up. His skin also felt firmer and more supple.

“That's weird. Why does it feel healthier than yesterday, huh? Even my head is not sick at all.Padahat I remember well, if last night I fainted. Continue who brought me here,” muttered Meena who was confused by her current condition.

Being in the room, his body felt healthy, and even more astonishing, there was already food on the bedside nightstand.

“Who did it?”

Meena seemed to recall the incident last night. Something was awkward and made Meena feel anxious. Afraid that there would be unpleasant news about him.

He vaguely remembered there was a man who helped him. Then the man seemed to be talking to her about something, but unfortunately Meena did not remember at all.

“Gosh!” he then strangled with a very surprised face. “Ngak. Not likely. He has never been seen so far.” reject Meena later while shaking his head.

Meena had met the man once without purpose. So, he still remembered the man's face and knew who he really was.

“But if it were you, I would have made something that benefited me,” Meena said after confirming that the man last night was the man she had in mind at the moment. “It looks like you forgot something,” he continued again with a happy smile. Because in his head he had a plan to make the man always be

his snares.