All Chapters of CEO Vampire & His Secretary: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 11Elena entered the office shaken and, as she sat down, slowly let out a breath, trying to regain control. Her hands trembled slightly as she opened her planner. The silence lasted only a few seconds.The phone rang.She startled, her heart racing again. She took a deep breath before answering.“Sir?”“Come to my office.”There was a brief pause. Elena swallowed hard.“Yes, Mr. Darkmoor.”She hung up and remained still for a moment, staring at the phone as if it might bite. A strange chill ran down her spine. She stood up, smoothed her brown dress, adjusted her hair, and walked to the door.In front of his office, she knocked twice, as always.“Come in.”She entered. Darkmoor was standing near the window, his hands behind his back. When he turned, his dark eyes swept over her.“You called for me?” she asked, maintaining a professional posture despite her racing heart.“Yes.” He moved closer to the desk but did not sit down. “I want to know if you’re all right.”She blinked, s

Chapter 13Mark slowly tilted his face. Her lips parted in a sigh as she felt the gentle chill of his breath mingling with hers."Look at me…" he murmured.When their lips finally met, the kiss was slow. Mark kissed her as if tasting something he had desired for centuries.Elena moaned softly, surprised by the intensity coursing through her body.His tongue touched hers carefully. When she responded, the kiss deepened, becoming hotter and hungrier. He kissed her with urgency.Mark’s fingers slid to the nape of her neck, holding her close. Elena clutched his jacket, surrendering to that madness.A sigh escaped his lips, full of desire. For a second, his eyes glowed a deep red, reflected in the dark glass of the window. He pulled back just enough to rest his forehead against hers."You have no idea what you awaken in me…" he whispered, his voice vibrating like a spell. "Or how hard I’m fighting not to take you completely."She closed her eyes, her entire body trembling. She knew that ki

Chapter 15He turned too quickly, almost aggressively."Yes," he replied, controlled."Is everything all right?"Vlad nodded with a faint, practiced smile."Just… the weight of the farewell."An elegant lie. The truth was darker.He needed to leave. Prolonged proximity was a risk. For her. For everyone.Vlad cast one last look toward Elena. She was still watching him. When their gazes met again, he felt the final blow: she shuddered.Confirmed. She reacted to him even without remembering.Vlad turned his back. As he walked away, he swore inwardly:He could resist his instinct at that funeral.But he didn’t know how much longer he would be able to resist her.He remained outside for a few minutes, beneath the shadow of the tall cemetery trees, trying to calm the turmoil inside him.Elena watched him from a distance. Something about his posture stirred a strange feeling in her, something that felt so familiar. As if she had seen that man like that before… somewhere else. But… where?Tha

Chapter 17Elena took a deep breath before returning to her desk. She washed her face, fixed her hair, and spent a few seconds staring at her own reflection in the mirror, as if she needed to convince herself that she was fine. She was. She had to be.When she returned to the outer office, she sat down and resumed her work. And, to her own surprise, she managed to focus.Emails were answered. Mail was organized. Calls were handled professionally. Little by little, her body began to calm down. The day went on almost normally.And then she started to notice.Vlad didn’t call even once to ask something obvious. He didn’t get procedures mixed up, didn’t ask for help with old files, didn’t show insecurity in any decision. Quite the opposite.Everything that had been delayed began to move forward with ease. Old contracts were reviewed. Pending issues Mark had been postponing for weeks were resolved in a matter of hours. Meetings were rescheduled. Every call sounded as if it were made to som

Chapter 19The dogs were standing at the entrance to the kitchen, growling low, their teeth bared.Vlad stopped with his arms crossed, his body motionless like a statue. He didn’t need to see to know.“Leave,” he said, his voice low. “Or I’ll come after you.”Silence.Then a faint creak came from the side of the kitchen where the door led to the garden. He heard someone trying to retreat.The dogs took a step forward, growling louder.Vlad raised an eyebrow. The air around him seemed to drop a few degrees; the hallway lights flickered once.He glided toward the sound. There was no need to run. Every step was calculated. The stalker could feel it. Animal instinct screamed to flee, but fear paralyzed him as much as it fascinated him.Vlad extended his hand without touching the doorknob. The door opened by itself, creaking slowly. He stepped outside with the dogs, who led him to the lower part of the house, in the backyard, where he kept the wine cellar.Inside, crouched between shelves