Lahat ng Kabanata ng CEO Vampire & His Secretary: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Chapter 2Elena hung up the phone slowly, feeling an involuntary shiver run down her spine. A sigh escaped her lips before she could stop it. She placed a hand over her chest, as if her own body were trying to understand what had just happened.“What was that?” she murmured to herself.She had never reacted that way to a simple professional phone call. And yet, Mark Darkmoor’s voice lingered in her mind, low, firm… dangerously captivating.Exactly thirty minutes later, the door to the executive office was opened by the security guard. Mark stepped out with impeccable posture. The dark suit seemed tailored to his strong body, defying the age he appeared to be.He stopped in front of her.“Shall we?”Elena stood up immediately, feeling her heart race for no logical reason.At that same moment, Eleanor was returning from lunch.“Eleanor, I’m taking Elena with me,” Mark informed her, discreetly adjusting his shirt cuff.“Yes, sir,” she replied, casting an attentive glance at the young wom

Chapter 4As soon as the sun began to rise, illuminating the mansion, Mark—or rather, Vlad—sent a short message to his lawyer, requesting that he meet him at the company. Today, his plans would finally be set in motion.He went to the bedroom and opened the wardrobe. He selected one of his finest suits, impeccable and classic, custom-made, like everything in his life.Standing before the mirror, he adjusted the jacket, arranged his white hair, and slipped on his polished shoes. Everything was flawless.Lastly, he put on the ring inherited from his mentor, an ancient symbol of wisdom, power, and secrets that had endured for centuries.“It’s time to begin,” he murmured.Vlad left the bedroom, each step echoing softly down the shadowed corridor, then descended the stairs.“Let’s go,” he said to the security guard waiting outside the house.The moment he set foot inside the company, Vlad once again became Mark Darkmoor.As he entered the secretaries’ office, his eyes found Elena, punctual

Chapter 6She entered the office with the tablet in her hands, ready to dictate the day’s schedule. The words came out automatically until, suddenly, she stopped mid-sentence.He… he looked different. Younger, perhaps. Not just physically, but the energy radiating from him felt stronger, more alive, almost impossible to ignore.“Sir…?” she murmured.Mark leaned forward, looking at her with a smile on his lips. Just his gaze was enough to stir her body and mind.“Is there a problem, Miss Lancaster?”“No, sir.”She cleared her throat, trying to push away the heat that insisted on rising through her body, and resumed the agenda. Without realizing it, she watched him—the line of his jaw, the way he moved with confidence—and every time his eyes met hers, she quickly looked away, as if she’d been caught doing something wrong.His phone rang. Mark raised his hand in a silent gesture, asking her to stop.“You can speak, Julian.” He paused briefly, listening carefully. “He really is my son? Ex

Chapter 8He began to hear her blood more clearly, the rhythmic flow running beneath her skin, calling to him. A low, hypnotic sound. Resisting was becoming increasingly difficult. Elena was like the air he needed to exist, and she was there, so close, offering herself without even realizing how much.She felt it too. Seduction hovered between them like a living, pulsing force.No longer caring, Vlad took two steps to close the distance between them. He took her hand and pulled her gently, alert to any sign of retreat. There was none. His other hand settled at her waist, warm, possessive, while his fingers slid up to the nape of her neck.Elena clutched his clothes, her fingers gripping the fabric tightly, as if she needed that to stay upright. Her mind was too tense to think clearly. For a moment, she even wondered whether all of it was real… or a dangerous dream she didn’t want to wake from.They stared at each other.Vlad’s pupils dilated, deep, hungry. Elena met his gaze without r

Chapter 10Elena had just left for lunch when Mark stepped out of his office.He waited exactly the amount of time necessary to be sure he wouldn’t run into her in the hallway, the elevator, or anywhere else. He needed distance to understand what was happening to himself. Above all, he needed to pull away before he lost control in broad daylight.He was at the limit.He recognized that with disturbing clarity. Sick, perhaps. Obsessed, without a doubt. Fascinated by Elena in a way that made no sense, that obeyed neither logic nor the rules he himself had created over the centuries.Nothing and no one would stand between them. That certainty settled inside him like an irrevocable sentence. Especially now. Now that he knew, that she reacted to him.He leaned against the elevator, closing his eyes for a brief moment. He could still smell her. The memory of her body responding, even without understanding, even without remembering… it consumed him.His fingers curled into fists. He, however