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MY VAMPIRE LANDLORD

Paranormal
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By:Ā  happyink šŸ–‹ļøOngoing
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Synopsis

Comedy

Contemporary

Dark Romance

Artist

Vampire

Possessive

Superpower

Forbidden Love

I rented a room in a gothic mansion And my landlord? Well... he's a seductive vampire with a biting problemā€¦ He hate me and the feeling is mutual. But now I can't decide if I want to run or beg him to bite me again. Heā€™s immortal, cold, and hates humans. So why does he keep saving me?

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Chapter 1

CHAPTER 01: THE MANSION

Ų¹Ų§ŲÆ Ų£Ł†Ų³ Ų„Ł„Ł‰ Ų§Ł„ŲØŁ„Ų§ŲÆŲŒ ŁˆŲØŲ§Ų¹ŲŖŲØŲ§Ų± Ł„ŁŠŁ†Ų§ Ų¹Ų“ŁŠŁ‚ŲŖŁ‡ Ų§Ł„Ų³Ų±ŁŠŲ©ŲŒ ŲŖŁ… Ł†Ł‚Ł„Ł‡Ų§ Ų¹Ł„Ł‰ Ų§Ł„ŁŁˆŲ± Ų„Ł„Ł‰ Ų§Ł„ŁŁŠŁ„Ų§ Ų±Ł‚Ł… 8.

ŁˆŁˆŁŁ‚Ł‹Ų§ Ł„Ł„Ų§ŲŖŁŲ§Ł‚ŲŒ Ł‚ŲØŁ„ Ł„Ł‚Ų§Ų¦Ł‡ŲŒ ŁŠŲ¬ŲØ Ų£Ł† ŲŖŲŗŲŖŲ³Ł„ Ų¬ŁŠŲÆŁ‹Ų§ŲŒ ŁˆŁ„Ų§ ŁŠŲ³Ł…Ų­ ŲØŲ£ŁŠ Ų±Ų§Ų¦Ų­Ų© Ų¹Ų·Ų± Ų£Łˆ Ł…Ų³ŲŖŲ­Ų¶Ų±Ų§ŲŖ ŲŖŲ¬Ł…ŁŠŁ„.

ŁƒŲ§Ł†ŲŖ ŲŖŁ„ŲŖŲ²Ł… ŲŖŁ…Ų§Ł…Ł‹Ų§ ŲØŲ°ŁˆŁ‚Ł‡ŲŒ ŁŲŗŲ³Ł„ŲŖ Ł†ŁŲ³Ł‡Ų§ ŲØŲÆŁ‚Ų©ŲŒ ŁˆŲ§Ų±ŲŖŲÆŲŖ Ų«ŁˆŲØ Ł…Ł† Ų§Ł„Ų­Ų±ŁŠŲ± Ų§Ł„ŲØŲ§Ų±ŲÆŲŒ Ų«Ł… ŲµŲ¹ŲÆŲŖ Ų„Ł„Ł‰ ŲŗŲ±ŁŲ© Ų§Ł„Ł†ŁˆŁ… ŁŁŠ Ų§Ł„Ų·Ų§ŲØŁ‚ Ų§Ł„Ų«Ų§Ł†ŁŠ.

ŁƒŲ§Ł† Ų§Ł„Ų±Ų¬Ł„ Ų¬Ų§Ł„Ų³Ł‹Ų§ Ų£Ł…Ų§Ł… Ų§Ł„Ų­Ų§Ų³ŁˆŲØ ŁŠŲŖŲ§ŲØŲ¹ ŲØŲ¹Ų¶ Ų§Ł„Ų£Ų¹Ł…Ų§Ł„ŲŒ ŁˆŲ¹Ł†ŲÆŁ…Ų§ Ų±Ų¢Ł‡Ų§ ŲŖŲÆŲ®Ł„ŲŒ Ų£Ł„Ł‚Ł‰ Ų¹Ł„ŁŠŁ‡Ų§ Ł†ŲøŲ±Ų© ŲØŲ§Ų±ŲÆŲ©.

"ŲŖŲ¹Ų§Ł„ŁŠ."

ŁƒŲ§Ł† ŲµŁˆŲŖŁ‡ ŲØŲ§Ų±ŲÆŲ§ ŁˆŲ®Ų§Ł„ŁŠŲ§ Ł…Ł† Ų§Ł„Ł…Ų“Ų§Ų¹Ų±ŲŒ ŁˆŲ³Ł‚Ų· Ų¹Ł„Ł‰ Ł‚Ł„ŲØ Ł„ŁŠŁ†Ų§ ŲØŲ«Ł‚Ł„ ŁˆŁƒŲ¢ŲØŲ©.

ŁƒŲ§Ł† Ł…Ų²Ų§Ų¬Ł‡ Ł…ŲŖŁ‚Ł„ŲØŲ§ ŁˆŲ·ŲØŲ§Ų¹Ł‡ ŲØŲ§Ų±ŲÆŲ©ŲŒ ŁˆŁƒŲ§Ł†ŲŖ Ł„ŁŠŁ†Ų§ ŲŖŲ®Ų§Ł Ł…Ł† ŲŗŲ¶ŲØŁ‡ŲŒ ŁŁ„Ł… ŲŖŲ¬Ų±Ų¤ Ų¹Ł„Ł‰ Ų§Ł„ŲŖŲ£Ų®Ų± Ł„Ų­ŲøŲ©ŲŒ ŁˆŲ£Ų³Ų±Ų¹ŲŖ Ł†Ų­ŁˆŁ‡.

ŁˆŁ‚ŲØŁ„ Ų£Ł† ŲŖŁ‚Ł Ł…Ų³ŲŖŁ‚Ų±Ų©ŲŒ Ų¬Ų°ŲØŁ‡Ų§ Ų£Ł†Ų³ Ų„Ł„Ł‰ Ų­Ų¶Ł†Ł‡ŲŒ ŁˆŲ£Ł…Ų³Łƒ ŲØŲ°Ł‚Ł†Ł‡Ų§ ŲØŲ£ŲµŲ§ŲØŲ¹Ł‡ Ų§Ł„Ų·ŁˆŁŠŁ„Ų©.

Ų§Ł†Ų­Ł†Ł‰ŲŒ ŁˆŁ‚ŲØŁ„ Ų“ŁŲŖŁŠŁ‡Ų§ ŲØŲ“Ų±Ų§Ł‡Ų©ŲŒ ŁˆŁŲŖŲ­ Ų£Ų³Ł†Ų§Ł†Ł‡Ų§ ŲØŁ‚ŁˆŲ©ŲŒ ŁˆŲØŲÆŲ£ ŁŠŁ…ŲŖŲµ Ų¹ŲØŁŠŲ± ŁŁ…Ł‡Ų§ ŲØŲ¬Ł†ŁˆŁ†.

Ų£Ł†Ų³ Ł„Ł… ŁŠŁƒŁ† ŁŠŲ­ŲØ Ų§Ł„Ų­ŲÆŁŠŲ« Ł…Ų¹Ł‡Ų§ ŁƒŲ«ŁŠŲ±Ų§ŲŒ Ł„Ų§ ŁŠŲ¹Ų±Ł Ų§Ł„Ų­Ł†Ų§Ł†ŲŒ ŁˆŁ„Ų§ ŁŠŲ·ŁŠŁ„ ŁŁŠ Ų§Ł„Ł…Ł‚ŲÆŁ…Ų§ŲŖŲŒ ŁŠŲ±Ų§Ł‡Ų§ŲŒ ŁŁŠŲ£Ų®Ų°Ł‡Ų§ Ł…ŲØŲ§Ų“Ų±Ų©.

ŁƒŲ§Ł† ŁŠŲØŲÆŁˆ Ł†ŲØŁŠŁ„Ų§ ŁˆŁ…ŲŖŲ­ŁŲøŲ§ŲŒ Ł„ŁƒŁ†Ł‡ ŁŁŠ Ł‡Ų°Ł‡ Ų§Ł„Ų£Ł…ŁˆŲ±ŲŒ ŁƒŲ§Ł† Ų®Ų§Ł„ŁŠŲ§ Ł…Ł† Ų§Ł„Ų°ŁˆŁ‚ŲŒ Ł…ŲŖŲ³Ł„Ų·Ų§ ŁˆŲ¹Ł†ŁŠŁŲ§.

ŁˆŁ‡Ų°Ł‡ Ų§Ł„Ł…Ų±Ų© Ų³Ų§ŁŲ± ŁŁŠ Ł…Ł‡Ł…Ų© Ų¹Ł…Ł„ Ų®Ų§Ų±Ų¬ Ų§Ł„ŲØŁ„Ų§ŲÆ Ł„Ų«Ł„Ų§Ų«Ų© Ų£Ų“Ł‡Ų±ŲŒ ŁˆŲØŲ¹ŲÆ ŁƒŁ„ Ł‡Ų°Ų§ Ų§Ł„ŁˆŁ‚ŲŖ ŲÆŁˆŁ† Ų§Ł…Ų±Ų£Ų©ŲŒ Ł…Ł† Ų§Ł„ŁˆŲ§Ų¶Ų­ Ų£Ł†Ł‡ Ł„Ł† ŁŠŲŖŲ±ŁƒŁ‡Ų§ ŲØŲ³Ł‡ŁˆŁ„Ų© Ų§Ł„Ł„ŁŠŁ„Ų©.

ŁƒŁ…Ų§ ŲŖŁˆŁ‚Ų¹ŲŖŲŒ ŁƒŲ§Ł† Ų£Ł†Ų³ Ų£ŁƒŲ«Ų± Ų¬Ł†ŁˆŁ†Ų§ Ł…Ł† Ų§Ł„Ł…Ų¹ŲŖŲ§ŲÆ.

Ų¶ŲŗŲ· Ų¹Ł„Ł‰ Ų®ŲµŲ±Ł‡Ų§ŲŒ ŁˆŁ‚ŲØŁ„Ł‡Ų§ Ų¹Ł„Ł‰ Ų§Ł„Ų£Ų±ŁŠŁƒŲ©ŲŒ ŁˆŲ¹Ł„Ł‰ Ų§Ł„Ų³Ų±ŁŠŲ±.

ŁˆŁ„Ł… ŁŠŁƒŲŖŁŁ Ų­ŲŖŁ‰ Ł†Ų§Ł…ŲŖ.

ŁˆŲ¹Ł†ŲÆŁ…Ų§ Ų§Ų³ŲŖŁŠŁ‚ŲøŲŖŲŒ ŁƒŲ§Ł† Ų§Ł„Ł…ŁƒŲ§Ł† Ų„Ł„Ł‰ Ų¬Ų§Ł†ŲØŁ‡Ų§ Ų®Ų§Ł„ŁŠŲ§ŲŒ Ł„ŁƒŁ† ŲµŁˆŲŖ Ų§Ł„Ł…Ų§Ų” ŁƒŲ§Ł† ŁŠŲŖŲ³Ų§Ł‚Ų· ŁŁŠ Ų§Ł„Ų­Ł…Ų§Ł….

Ł†ŲøŲ±ŲŖ Ł†Ų­Łˆ Ł…ŲµŲÆŲ± Ų§Ł„ŲµŁˆŲŖŲŒ ŁŲ±Ų£ŲŖ Ų¹Ł„Ł‰ Ų§Ł„Ų²Ų¬Ų§Ų¬ Ų§Ł„Ł…ŲŖŲŗŁŠŁ… Ų®ŁŠŲ§Ł„Ų§ Ų·ŁˆŁŠŁ„Ų§.

Ų“Ų¹Ų±ŲŖ Ł„ŁŠŁ†Ų§ ŲØŲ§Ł„Ł‚Ł„ŁŠŁ„ Ł…Ł† Ų§Ł„ŲÆŁ‡Ų“Ų©Ų› ŁŁ‡Łˆ ŁŁŠ Ų§Ł„Ų¹Ų§ŲÆŲ©ŲŒ ŲØŲ¹ŲÆ Ų§Ł„Ų§Ł†ŲŖŁ‡Ų§Ų”ŲŒ ŁŠŲŗŲ§ŲÆŲ± ŁŁˆŲ±Ų§ŲŒ ŁˆŁ„Ł… ŁŠŁ†ŲŖŲøŲ± Ų£ŲØŲÆŲ§ Ų­ŲŖŁ‰ ŲŖŲ³ŲŖŁŠŁ‚Ųø.. Ł‡Ų°Ł‡ Ų§Ł„Ł…Ų±Ų©ŲŒ Ł„Ł… ŁŠŲŗŲ§ŲÆŲ±ŲŸ

ŲØŲµŲ¹ŁˆŲØŲ© Ų¬Ł„Ų³ŲŖ Ų¹Ł„Ł‰ Ų§Ł„Ų³Ų±ŁŠŲ±ŲŒ ŁƒŲ§Ł†ŲŖ Ł‡Ų§ŲÆŲ¦Ų© ŁˆŁ…Ł‡Ų°ŲØŲ©ŲŒ ŲŖŁ†ŲŖŲøŲ± Ų®Ų±ŁˆŲ¬Ł‡.

ŁˆŲØŲ¹ŲÆ ŲÆŁ‚Ų§Ų¦Ł‚ŲŒ Ų§Ł†Ł‚Ų·Ų¹ ŲµŁˆŲŖ Ų§Ł„Ł…Ų§Ų”ŲŒ ŁˆŲ®Ų±Ų¬ Ų§Ł„Ų±Ų¬Ł„ Ł…Ł† Ų§Ł„Ų­Ł…Ų§Ł…ŲŒ ŁˆŁ‚ŲÆ Ł„Ł Ų¬Ų³Ł…Ł‡ ŲØŁ…Ł†Ų“ŁŲ©.

ŲŖŲ³Ų§Ł‚Ų·ŲŖ Ł‚Ų·Ų±Ų§ŲŖ Ų§Ł„Ł…Ų§Ų” Ł…Ł† Ų£Ų·Ų±Ų§Ł Ų“Ų¹Ų±Ł‡ŲŒ ŁˆŲ§Ł†Ų³Ų§ŲØŲŖ Ų¹Ł„Ł‰ ŲØŲ“Ų±ŲŖŁ‡ Ų§Ł„ŲØŁ†ŁŠŲ©ŲŒ Ų§Ł†Ų³Ų§ŲØŲŖ ŲØŲØŲ·Ų” Ų¹Ł„Ł‰ Ų¹Ų¶Ł„Ų§ŲŖ ŲØŲ·Ł†Ł‡ Ų§Ł„Ł…Ų­ŁƒŁ…Ų©ŲŒ Ų°Ų§ŲŖ Ų§Ł„Ų®Ų·ŁˆŲ· Ų§Ł„Ų¬Ų°Ų§ŲØŲ©.

ŁˆŲ¬Ł‡Ł‡ Ų§Ł„ŁˆŲ³ŁŠŁ… ŁƒŲ£Ł†Ł‡ Ł…Ł†Ų­ŁˆŲŖŲŒ Ų­Ų§ŲÆ Ų§Ł„Ł…Ł„Ų§Ł…Ų­ŲŒ ŁˆŲ¹ŁŠŁ†Ų§Ł‡ Ų§Ł„ŲØŲ§Ų±ŲÆŲŖŲ§Ł† Ų§Ł„Ł…ŲøŁ„Ł…ŲŖŲ§Ł† Ł„Ų§ ŲŖŁ…Ł†Ų­Ų§Ł† Ų£Ł…Ł†Ų§ Ł„Ų£Ų­ŲÆ.

ŁƒŲ§Ł† ŁˆŲ³ŁŠŁ…Ų§ Ų¬ŲÆŲ§ŲŒ Ł„ŁƒŁ† Ł‡Ų§Ł„ŲŖŁ‡ Ų§Ł„ŲØŲ§Ų±ŲÆŲ© ŁƒŲ§Ł†ŲŖ ŲŖŲ¬Ų¹Ł„ Ų§Ł„Ų§Ł‚ŲŖŲ±Ų§ŲØ Ł…Ł†Ł‡ ŲµŲ¹ŲØŲ§.

Ų¹Ł†ŲÆŁ…Ų§ Ų±Ų¢Ł‡Ų§ Ų§Ų³ŲŖŁŠŁ‚ŲøŲŖŲŒ Ų£Ł„Ł‚Ł‰ Ų¹Ł„ŁŠŁ‡Ų§ Ł†ŲøŲ±Ų© ŲØŲ§Ų±ŲÆŲ©.

Ł‚Ų§Ł„: "Ł„Ų§ ŲÆŲ§Ų¹ŁŠ Ł„Ų£Ł† ŲŖŲ£ŲŖŁŠ Ł…Ų¬ŲÆŲÆŲ§."

ŲŖŲ¬Ł…Ł‘ŲÆŲŖ Ł„ŁŠŁ†Ų§ŲŒ Ł…Ų§ Ł…Ų¹Ł†Ł‰ Ł„Ų§ ŲÆŲ§Ų¹ŁŠ Ł„ŲŖŲ£ŲŖŁŠŲŸ

Ų¹Ų§ŲÆ ŁŠŲ±ŲŖŲØ Ł…Ł„Ų§ŲØŲ³Ł‡ŲŒ Ų«Ł… Ł†Ų§ŁˆŁ„Ł‡Ų§ ŁˆŲ«ŁŠŁ‚Ų©. "Ł‡Ų°Ų§ Ų§Ł„Ų¹Ł‚ŲÆŲŒ ŲŖŁ… Ų„Ł†Ł‡Ų§Ų¤Ł‡ Ł…ŲØŁƒŲ±Ų§.."

Ł„Ł…Ų§ Ų±Ų£ŲŖ ŁˆŲ«ŁŠŁ‚Ų© Ų§Ł„Ų§ŲŖŁŲ§Ł‚ ŲØŁŠŁ†Ł‡Ł…Ų§ŲŒ ŁŁ‡Ł…ŲŖ ŲŖŁ…Ų§Ł…Ų§... ŁƒŲ§Ł† ŁŠŲ±ŁŠŲÆ Ų„Ł†Ł‡Ų§Ų” Ų¹Ł„Ų§Ł‚ŲŖŁ‡ ŲØŁ‡Ų§.

Ł„Ł… ŁŠŁƒŁ† ŲØŁ‚Ų§Ų¤Ł‡ Ł‡Ų°Ł‡ Ų§Ł„Ł…Ų±Ų© Ł„Ų£Ł†Ł‡ ŁŠŲ“ŲŖŲ§Ł‚ Ł„Ł‡Ų§ŲŒ ŲØŁ„ Ł„ŁŠŁ†Ł‡ŁŠ Ų§Ł„Ų£Ł…Ų±.

Ų®Ł…Ų³ Ų³Ł†ŁˆŲ§ŲŖ Ł…Ų¶ŲŖŲŒ ŁˆŁƒŲ§Ł†ŲŖ ŲŖŲŖŁˆŁ‚Ų¹ Ų£Ł† ŁŠŲ£ŲŖŁŠ Ł‡Ų°Ų§ Ų§Ł„ŁŠŁˆŁ…ŲŒ Ł„ŁƒŁ† Ł„Ł… ŲŖŲøŁ† Ų£Ł† Ų§Ł„Ł†Ł‡Ų§ŁŠŲ© Ų³ŲŖŁƒŁˆŁ† Ł‡ŁƒŲ°Ų§.

ŲØŁ„Ų§ ŲŖŁŲ³ŁŠŲ±ŲŒ ŲØŁ„Ų§ Ų³ŲØŲØŲŒ Ł…Ų¬Ų±ŲÆ Ų£Ł…Ų± ŲØŲ„Ł†Ł‡Ų§Ų” Ų§Ł„Ų¹Ł„Ų§Ł‚Ų©.

ŁƒŲŖŁ…ŲŖ Ų§Ł„Ų£Ł„Ł… ŁŁŠ Ł‚Ł„ŲØŁ‡Ų§ŲŒ ŁˆŲ±ŁŲ¹ŲŖ Ų±Ų£Ų³Ł‡Ų§ ŲØŲØŲ·Ų”ŲŒ ŁˆŁ†ŲøŲ±ŲŖ Ų„Ł„ŁŠŁ‡ ŁˆŁ‡Łˆ ŁŠŁƒŁ…Ł„ Ų§Ų±ŲŖŲÆŲ§Ų” Ł…Ł„Ų§ŲØŲ³Ł‡.

Ł‚Ų§Ł„ŲŖ ŲØŲµŁˆŲŖ Ų®Ų§ŁŲŖ: "ŲØŁ‚ŁŠ ŁŁ‚Ų· Ł†ŲµŁ Ų¹Ų§Ł… Ų¹Ł„Ł‰ Ų§Ł†ŲŖŁ‡Ų§Ų” Ų§Ł„Ų¹Ł‚ŲÆŲŒ Ų£Ł„Ų§ ŁŠŁ…ŁƒŁ† Ų£Ł† Ł†Ł†ŲŖŲøŲ±ŲŸ"

Ł‚Ų§Ł„ Ų§Ł„Ų£Ų·ŲØŲ§Ų” Ų„Ł†Ł‡Ų§ Ł„Ų§ ŲŖŁ…Ł„Łƒ Ų£ŁƒŲ«Ų± Ł…Ł† Ų«Ł„Ų§Ų«Ų© Ų£Ų“Ł‡Ų±ŲŒ ŁˆŲ£Ų±Ų§ŲÆŲŖ ŁŁ‚Ų· Ų£Ł† ŲŖŲØŁ‚Ł‰ Ł‚Ų±ŲØŁ‡ Ų­ŲŖŁ‰ Ų§Ł„Ł†Ł‡Ų§ŁŠŲ©.

Ł„Ł… ŁŠŲ¬ŲØŲŒ ŲØŁ„ Ł†ŲøŲ± Ų„Ł„ŁŠŁ‡Ų§ ŲØŲØŲ±ŁˆŲÆŲŒ ŁˆŁƒŲ£Ł†Ł‡ ŁŠŁ„Ł‚ŁŠ ŲØŲ“ŁŠŲ” Ų³Ų¦Ł… Ł…Ł† Ų§Ł„Ł„Ų¹ŲØ ŲØŁ‡.

ŲµŁ…ŲŖŁ‡ Ų£Ų®ŲØŲ±Ł‡Ų§ ŲØŁƒŁ„ Ų“ŁŠŲ”.

Ų®Ł…Ų³ Ų³Ł†ŁˆŲ§ŲŖ Ł…Ų¶ŲŖŲŒ ŁˆŁ„Ł… ŲŖŲ³ŲŖŲ·Ų¹ ŲŖŲŗŁŠŁŠŲ± Ł‚Ł„ŲØŁ‡.

ŁŠŲØŲÆŁˆ Ų£Ł†Ł‡ Ł‚ŲÆ Ų¢Ł† Ų£ŁˆŲ§Ł† Ų§Ł„Ų§Ų³ŲŖŁŠŁ‚Ų§Ųø Ł…Ł† Ų§Ł„Ų­Ł„Ł….

Ų£Ų®Ų°ŲŖ Ł„ŁŠŁ†Ų§ Ų§Ł„Ų¹Ł‚ŲÆŲŒ ŁˆŲ±ŁŲ¹ŲŖ Ų²Ų§ŁˆŁŠŲ© Ų“ŁŲŖŁŠŁ‡Ų§ ŲØŲŖŲµŁ†Ų¹ŲŒ ŲŖŲØŲŖŲ³Ł… ŲØŁ‡ŲÆŁˆŲ” ŁˆŲ¬Ł…Ų§Ł„ŲŒ ŁˆŁ‚Ų§Ł„ŲŖ: "Ł„Ų§ ŲŖŁƒŁ† Ų¬Ų§ŲÆŲ§ Ł‡ŁƒŲ°Ų§ŲŒ Ų£Ł†Ų§ ŁƒŁ†ŲŖ Ų£Ł…Ų²Ų­."

Ų«Ł… Ų£Ų¶Ų§ŁŲŖ: "Ų£Ł†Ų§ Ł…Ł†Ų° ŁˆŁ‚ŲŖ Ų·ŁˆŁŠŁ„ Ł„Ł… Ų£Ų¹ŲÆ Ų£Ų±ŁŠŲÆ Ų£Ł† Ų£ŁƒŁˆŁ† Ł…Ų¹ŁƒŲŒ Ų§Ł„Ų¢Ł† ŁˆŁ‚ŲÆ Ų§Ł†ŲŖŁ‡Ł‰ Ų§Ł„Ų¹Ł‚ŲÆ Ł…ŲØŁƒŲ±Ų§ŲŒ ŁŲ£Ł†Ų§ ŁŁŠ Ł‚Ł…Ų© Ų§Ł„Ų³Ų¹Ų§ŲÆŲ©."

ŲŖŁˆŁ‚ŁŲŖ ŁŠŲÆ Ų£Ł†Ų³ ŁˆŁ‡Łˆ ŁŠŲ±ŲŖŲØ ŁƒŁ… Ł‚Ł…ŁŠŲµŁ‡ Ł„Ł„Ų­ŲøŲ©ŲŒ Ų«Ł… Ų±ŁŲ¹ Ų¹ŁŠŁ†ŁŠŁ‡ Ų§Ł„ŲØŲ§Ų±ŲÆŲŖŁŠŁ† ŁˆŁ†ŲøŲ± Ų„Ł„ŁŠŁ‡Ų§.

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Ł‚ŲÆ Ł…Ł„ Ł…Ł†Ł‡Ų§.
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CHAPTER 01: THE MANSION
Elena's povI stirred in my sleep, feeling warm and tucked against Adrian's side. The gentle rush of the air conditioner, the weight of the warm blanket,the comfort of his presence,it all felt safe.Until it didn't.I started hearing soft sounds that broke the peaceful silence I had. They were repetitive, strange and rhythmic. I blinked my eyes open, feeling confused about where the sounds were coming from. I glanced at my boyfriend Adrian and found out he wasn't sleeping.He was sitting up,his body leaned to the headboard phone in his hands,his eyes were glued to the screen. The screen glow illuminated his face. I scooted closer to him to see what he was so focused on looking at. And what I saw made my stomach twist.He was watching other girls! Naked girls moaning. I felt sick all of sudden. I had the urge to throw up instantly.I sat up slowly, my chest feeling unimaginable pain. ā€œAdrianā€¦ are you serious right now? How could you do this?ā€He barely glanced at me,his eyes still glue
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CHAPTER 2: WAY TOO SEXY LANDLORD
Elena's pov I threw myself onto the soft mattress, sighing into the scented pillows. My room was beautiful, vintage style. It felt like the kind of a place a haunted poet might live in. Which exactly fitted my vibe. After a few hours of unpacking my things and pretending I had my life together while in reality I hadn't. My stomach grumbled like it was waging a war inside,but that was bound to happen, because I hadn't eaten anything since last night. I walked quietly through the mansion's hallway until I found the kitchen. I thought the kitchen might be dark, with antique furniture and a mysterious vibe just like the rest of the mansion. But to my surprise,it was huge,class , marble countertops,golden handles and a large fridge that looked like it came from a cooking show. Perfect!! I clapped my hands, already feeling excited. I started rummaging through the cupboard. Boxes,cans,tins, everywhere. My hands moved fast, opening and tossing things aside until I found a pack of ce
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CHAPTER 3: DINNER
Elena's pov I spent the whole afternoon avoiding the kitchen like it was cursed. Which, technically, it kind of was, owned by one brooding, too handsome for his own good landlord with the personality of a brick wall. I cleaned the mess obviously. Not because Silas deĀ­manded it but because I didnā€™t want to give him the satisfaction of thinking I wouldnā€™t. Still, everytime I thought about his cutting words and cold eyes, I wanted to throw my cereal bowl at his head. That would be very satisfying! but I knew that would be bad idea. But by evening, hunger struck again. I was seated on the tiny couch in my room with a sketchbook in my lap when my stomach growled like a beast. I tiptoed down the hallway, hoping to avoid him. The mansion was too big, too quiet, and almost dramatic like those in horror novels. I loved the mansion but I hated the owner. To my surprise, when I reached the dining room there was a full meal already laid out ā€” pasta, salad, bread, some kind of fancy ro
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CHAPTER 4; CONTROL FREAK
Elenaā€™s POVIf Silas Noir had a talent, it was ruining perfectly good moments. My breakfast? Ruined. My mood? Shattered. My peace of mind? Nonexistent.It had only been twenty-four hours, and I was already convinced this man had crawled out of the depths of a gothic fantasy to personally test my sanity.I was sprawled out on the wooden floor of the sunroom, paintbrushes scattered around me, an unfinished canvas before me. It was supposed to be a calming morning. A new painting. A new beginning.But no. Of course not.Just as I dipped my brush into a deep shade of crimson, I heard footsteps.Rhythmic. Heavy. Controlled.Of course, it was him."This is not an art studio," Silas said, voice smooth as silk and twice as cold.I didnā€™t look up. "And youā€™re not an art critic, so maybe stay in your lane.""Your supplies are on my floors. The same floors I pay to be cleaned."I snorted. "Then maybe you should tell your maid to chill. Or better yet, hire a second one since clearly, your neat fre
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CHAPTER 5: ALMOST DOESNā€™T COUNT
Elenaā€™s POVThere should be a warning label on Silas Noir.Caution: Contains 100% pure emotional ice. May cause irrational irritation and extremely inappropriate attraction.Because that Man is a walking irritating attraction.I was wrapped in my favorite oversized hoodie, legs tucked under me like a cozy burrito, eating flaming hot Cheetos while watching a true crime documentary. The perfect vibe.Until he ruined it. Again.ā€œYou do realize thatā€™s not food, right?ā€ Silasā€™s voice sliced through the quiet like a guillotine.I didnā€™t even look up. ā€œYou do realize your personalityā€™s not sunshine, right?ā€He walked around the couch like he owned the air. ā€œMy personality isnā€™t meant to be comforting. Itā€™s meant to be effective.ā€ā€œOh, itā€™s effective alright. Effectively making me lose my appetite.ā€He looked down at the Cheetos bag with the same expression he probably reserved for crime scenes. ā€œArtificial flavor. Artificial color. Artificial joy. Impressive .ā€I smiled sweetly. ā€œIs that je
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Caught mid fantasy
ā™£Elenaā™£The air between us was electric. Like a storm ready to break loose. Silas was so close his icy breath nearly brushing my skin, his gaze burning into mine like I was both his torment and his temptation. Our lips were a heartbeat away from colliding.My heart thudded against my ribs, every nerve in my body tuned to his.Please kiss me, kiss meā€¦!And then, like the jerk he isā€¦He pulled away.Just like that. He pulled away his face cold, calculated, and detached. Like the moment we had, didn't mean anything. I blinked at him, trying to slow my pulse, trying to brush away the sting of rejection. But Damn! It did hurt. "Why did you pull away?"He didnā€™t answer immediately. He stood up, walking toward the fireplace with long, graceful strides. Silas Noir Cruor, a name that sounded like a spell and a curse. He paused, back to me.When he finally turned around, his face was unreadable, the type of face that was carved from ice. "Because kissing you would be a waste of time."I fl
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Play with fire
ā™£Elenaā™£If shame could kill, Iā€™d be a beautiful corpse buried under these designer sheets.I groaned again and sank deeper into my blanket , clutching my pillow like it could protect me from the sheer embarrassment of this morning. I mean, who wakes up to their landlord sitting beside them after having a rated-R dream about said landlord?Oh, right. Me. The queen of chaos.I stared at the ceiling, willing the mortification to leave my body. Nope. Still here. Still tingling in all the worst and best places. Thanks, dream-Silas. Thanks, real-Silas for being an actual demon sent to torment me.I had to face him. Eventually.I dragged myself out of bed, showered, and put on the most boring clothes I could find in my closet. baggy sweater, leggings, and a messy bun. If I looked like a soggy potato, maybe heā€™d forget my dream noises and go back to pretending I was a houseplant.Walking down the hallway felt like walking toward my own funeral. A walk of shameMy bare feet barely made a so
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Avoiding
ElenaThe rest of the day passed with sickening silence.Silas avoided me like I was a plague he regrettably invited in his pristine mansion. No witty comebacks. No arrogant smirks. Just quiet brooding, unreadable glares, and the occasional ghost-like disappearance from whatever room I entered.And yet, somehow, I missed the torment. Missed his maddening presence. God, was I that far gone?I found myself watching the clock, counting the hours until I could leave the suffocating awkwardness behind and escape to the only place that felt like mine ,my little art store.By 2 p.m., I gave up trying to make him talk and grabbed my bag. If he wanted to talk, he'll find me!."I'm going out!" I called, unsure if he could even hear me.No reply. Not even an echo.Rude!.I headed to my shop, a small cozy space tucked between a bakery and a boutique downtown. The moment I unlocked the door and stepped inside, I sighed with relief. The air smelled like paint . This was my world.Here, I wasnā€™t th
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Rude bastard!
ElenaI barely slept last night. Every time I closed my eyes, Silasā€™s glare and Adrianā€™s snarling exit replayed in my mind. Morning light crept through the curtains, but by the time I forced myself to get up from the couch I fell asleep yesterday, the house was empty and cold.I slid off the cushions and marched to the kitchen. A mug sat on the counter, half-filled with bitter coffee. My breath caught. Heā€™d made this for himself, not me. Such a bastard!A soft click at the front door made me turn around. Silas stood in the doorway soaked, rain dripping off his coat. His hair clinged to his forehead, his eyes narrowed. He didnā€™t speak; he just folded his arms, waiting.ā€œGood morning,ā€ I tried. My voice trembled.He snorted. ā€œDonā€™t start with that shit, Elena.ā€ He swept past me and grabbed the mug without offering a refill. He drained it in one long swallow, then slammed it back down. ā€œYou were late,ā€ he said flatly.ā€œIā€”I know. Iā€™m sorry,ā€ I stammered, my heart sinking.He jabbed a
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Reckless
Elena's POVThe rain had thinned to a drizzle by the time I reached the mansion. My boots squelched against the porch, soaked through, but I didnā€™t care. My body moved on autopilot. Inside, the house greeted me with silence so different from the loud, suffocating energy in the Jeep or the diner.I dropped my keys in the bowl by the door and leaned against the wall. My chest hurt. Not in the physical way, but in that sharp, hollow ache that lingered after someone carved pieces out of you with their words.Silasā€™s voice still rang in my ears.ā€œSome things are better left in the darkā€¦ just like you.ā€I wiped my face roughly, furious at myself for crying. Again. Since when had I let anyone make me feel this small?The light in the hallway flickered as I went toward the stairs. I paused. One of the antique paintings along the corridor, the one of the woman in the black veil had been tilted. Strange. I never touched those.Frowning, I adjusted the frame. It didnā€™t budge. I tried again but
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