Summary
"Drink," Integra commands. "I need you in top condition for tonight." She is your mistress—the master of your master. Her word is law. Still, you hesitate, human morals warring with vampiric instincts. The tall woman turns her palm towards the ground, spreading long fingers so that crimson runs between them. "If a single drop hits the floor, Police Girl, you will be punished."(1/3)