Lahat ng Kabanata ng MY VAMPIRE LANDLORD : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 5

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

Elena’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 didn’t look up. "And you’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