I live in a small quaint town. It's the kind of town where everyone knows everyone, and I absolutely hate it. The one thing I've wanted more than anything is to become a detective in New York City. The only problem is my parents. They would never let me go again, and with the new baby it is even less likely. It's not that I don't love them, because I do. It's just I want to follow my own path, and I'm sick of being paraded around town as the "savior." I got that nickname a long time ago, and it stuck. That nickname is the most annoying thing in the world. Everyone expects something from me, and the pressure is incredible. My parents think it's great, because they are basically royalty in this town. Their nicknames are Prince Charming and Snow White. It's pretty obnoxious if you ask me. The third richest people in town and they carry silly fairytale nicknames. It's true that they are extremely caring people, but at the same time fairytales don't exist. I'm not sure why they expect so much out of me, sure I went to college, but that doesn't mean anything. I'm unemployed and I watch Netflix all day, see I'm not that promising. My only way out of this mess is to escape to New York and to finally live out my dream, and I have a plan.

I'm going to visit the town mayor tonight, and see what she can do for me. Regina Mills. Just her name sends shivers down my spine. You could say that I have the tiniest crush on her. Okay maybe not tiny, but I have no chance. I'm pretty sure she's straight, but spaghetti is straight too, until it gets hot. Still, she's pining after this man named Robin Hood. Stupid right? What kind of idiot names their kid after such a character? I guess that's just our town. Running on fairytales and urban legends. Maybe that's just my jealously talking, but I've always wanted her. Sure I had a few straight flings along the way, I am bisexual, but nothing could take my mind away from her raven like black hair. I just hope when I visit her I won't become a bumbling mess. She has that effect on me. There's something else about her though, something not quite right. I'm not one to believe in this type of this stuff, but it's almost as if she isn't human. That's an outrageous claim, I know, but she runs this town singlehandedly, and no one remembers how she came to power. It's like all of our memories have been whipped out. Her house is always dark at night, every single window is covered and there's never any lights on. It also seems like she can get people to do whatever she wants to do with just a look. Okay, so that might not be a big deal, but I swear to God, I saw her run from her office to the front door in less than two seconds. Something isn't right about Miss Mills, but I know one thing, she's incredibly attractive.


Its midnight when I sneak out of the house. My blood was rushing and my heart was pumping about a mile a minute. I had never done anything like this before. I didn't dare start my car, so I walked. It was about a mile and a half journey to Regina's house, but it was worth it. When I knocked on her door I heard rustling inside. No one responded. I knocked again, a little louder this time. I waited. I would not leave until this damned door would open! Finally, after countless times knocking the door creaked open and I could see nothing. Complete darkness, then she spoke.

"Come in Miss Swan."

Her voice was as smooth as silk. I gave the darkness a quizzical look, but I ignored all my instincts screaming at me to leave. I walked inside and then a light flipped on. My eyes squinted as they tried to adjust to the new setting of light.

"What are you doing here? Coming to woman's house in the middle of the night is rather improper," Regina purred at me.

I gulped and smiled. I wasn't sure if I should ask her or not. This probably wasn't a good idea, Regina was probably in the middle of sleeping, and I had interrupted her. I'd be pretty upset if someone woke me up in the middle of the night, but then again I'm up most of the night with insomnia.

"I-I, uh," I stumbled.

"Well out with it!" She snapped at me.

"I have a proposition for you," I finally said.

She raised an eyebrow at me as if she was intrigued. I hoped she was. I wasn't actually sure what I would be bargaining with, or even what the proposition would be, but I knew I wanted one thing, safe passage to New York. Regina was the richest woman in town, and I knew she had the funds to provide me with everything I needed for New York. She motioned for me to follow her. I nodded and carefully walked into her living room, admiring her expensive and classy décor. She pointed at the loveseat and I could feel my cheeks heat up. I would be sitting close to her. My heart began to speed up and I goofily grinned at her. I sat down and peered at her. She smiled back at me and sat down.

She faced me and cooed, "So what can I do for you Miss Swan?"

I gulped and sighed. I was going to tell her.

"I need to go to New York. Forever."

"Well forever is quite a long time my dear. I'm sure you don't mean that. Your family will miss you and your baby brother will grow up without a sister. Could you handle that?"

"I mean, I would visit," I rationalized.

She nodded. She placed her hand on my thigh and gave me a once over. Being next to her was so nerve racking, I swear at any moment I could explode, and with her hand on my thigh it just increased my frustration. I shied away from her, and blushed. It seemed that she picked up on my uncomfortableness and she lifted her hand away from me.

"And what would I be receiving out of this deal?" She inquisitively asked.

"What do you want?"

"Hmm, that is a good question. I have almost everything I want here. I could ask for nothing more."

"There has to be something! Please Regina!" I desperately begged.

With that she climbed on top of me and straddled me. My eyes bulged and I began to sweat. Was this really happening? I couldn't believe it.

"There is one thing from you Miss Swan."

"Ah-a-and what is that?" I mumbled in shock.

"Your neck!"

Fear immediately struck me, and I wanted to leave. Before I could say anything, she bent her head down and licked my protruding jugular vein. I sighed heavy and I could feel my pussy getting wet. She smirked and kissed my neck on both sides. Then she started to suck on the tender spots. I wiggled uncomfortably, as my body was heating up. My pupils dilated, my breathing quickened and my pussy felt like it was on fire.

I lightly brought her chin up to face mine and I licked my lips. We kissed and it was amazing. She bit down hard on my bottom lip and it started to bleed. She broke the kiss and licked up the blood from my lip, grinning doing so. It hurt, but it was so erotic I didn't care.

"Regina, we can't," I interrupted her.

"Shh! Do not spoil this for me mortal!" She glared.

Mortal? This just got weird. That's when I saw her fangs, I freaked out. I couldn't breathe and least of all scream. I was frozen in fear. She kissed my neck again and then bit my warm and fearful neck. I could feel the blood dripping from my neck into her warm and wanting mouth and I leaned back into her. I was terrified, but I was horrible aroused. She released me and nipped at her finger, drawing blood. I was still bleeding, bad, but when she put her own bleeding finger across my neck my wound healed. I looked at her with utter shock. I knew there was something wrong with her! I noticed that my panties were completely soaked and I looked at her again. Her irises were black, and her sharp fangs were bloody. To the normal person, it would have been a red alert, but to me it was perfect. My lust for her had increased drastically, and I'm not sure why. I was a little out of it, but I knew one thing, I was turned on.

"I have a proposition for you my dear," Regina stated with a smug little smirk.