Demona's New Year Resolutions

I flick back my long black hair and march into my father's office. I have to tell him that I have decided. This year, I will not flirt with men. I will not tease them to the point of no return. I will not sit on their knees, make them drink the elixir of ecstasy. My days of merely leading them astray are finished. Yes, Father, I will be a good girl and do what I was born to do: I will drink their blood and suck their soul before sending them to you. I will be an obedient daughter.