บททั้งหมดของ CEO Vampire & His Secretary: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Chapter 22Vlad returned a few minutes later; he seemed tense. When he met Elena again, his expression immediately softened."I’m sorry," he said in a low voice. "Unavoidable matters.""I can imagine," she replied with a gentle smile.He offered her his arm again, and she accepted. They walked through the hall under curious glances and discreet whispers. They did not go unnoticed. Vlad’s natural elegance, combined with her serene and striking beauty, created a pair impossible to ignore.Vlad leaned slightly toward Elena."Are you all right?" he asked attentively."I am… it’s just all very intense," she confessed softly.He stopped walking, standing face to face with her. Vlad placed his hand on her chin in a slow gesture."I don’t want to pressure you," he said seriously. "But I also don’t want to pretend I don’t feel what’s happening between us."Her heart raced. She closed her eyes for a brief moment, overcome by his closeness, which drew her in like a dangerous and irresistible mag

Chapter 24The iron gates of Darkmoor Manor opened slowly, revealing a path lit by small golden lights that outlined the impeccably manicured garden.The limousine stopped in front of the main entrance.Elena took a deep breath as she stepped out of the car with the doorman's help."Good evening, Mr. Darkmoor.""Good evening," Vlad replied naturally, placing his hand on Elena's back and guiding her inside.As soon as they entered, a middle-aged woman approached."Good evening, sir. Miss.""Good evening, Amelia. Could you bring us two drinks, please?""Of course."Elena observed everything carefully, absorbing the details: the old paintings, the marble floor.Amelia returned shortly after with two glasses on a tray."Would you like anything else?""No. You may retire," Vlad said."Good evening, sir. Miss."Vlad picked up the glasses."Come."He led her down a glass corridor to the outdoor area.The pool reflected the full moon like a silver mirror. Elena stopped abruptly.Her heart rac

Chapter 26He positioned himself between her open legs, supporting his weight on his forearms. His hard cock lightly brushed against her wet, hot entrance, making her release a low, involuntary moan. The sensation of the thick head pressing there, without entering, was delicious torture for both of them.He gripped the base with one hand, guiding himself slowly. He pushed aside the tiny panties and slid the glans along her swollen lips, spreading the wetness, moving up and down in slow strokes that made her arch her back and grip the sheets tightly.“Look at me,” he murmured, his voice hoarse, almost unrecognizable from so much desire.Her eyes met his. He pushed slowly. The head entered, stretching her. She held her breath, lips parted in a silent “o”. It was too big, too thick, and yet her body welcomed him with heat.Vlad paused halfway, giving her time to adjust. Her inner muscles pulsed around him, squeezing rhythmically, as if trying to pull him deeper.“You’re so tight…” he gro

Chapter 28The farmhouse office was the only room that maintained the same atmosphere as the Darkmoor mansion.Ancient. Reserved and alive.The fireplace was already lit; Adrian always kept it prepared, and the flames cast restless shadows across the walls covered in books and old portraits.He didn’t need warmth. But he liked fire. It was controllable. Unlike other things.He stopped in front of the largest painting on the wall.A seventeenth-century Darkmoor ancestor watched him with the same arrogant gaze that seemed to pierce through generations. The old garments, the high collar, the proud expression. And the same eyes.Vlad looked away first."Don’t start."Silence.He turned toward the desk, opened a folder, and pretended to concentrate.The fireplace cracked loudly.Then… louder.The flames suddenly rose, dancing higher than normal.Vlad sighed."Control yourself.""She is human."The voice did not come from the door. Nor from the window, but from the wall.Vlad closed his eye

Chapter 30As soon as they finished the walk, they returned and went to the living room. She sat down, while he remained standing for a moment, watching her."You went quiet," he said.She ran her hands over her own legs, as if gathering courage."Can I tell you something?"He stepped closer."You can tell me anything."She took a deep breath and said:"I almost got married."Silence."Almost?" he asked calmly.She nodded."He seemed perfect. Polite, stable, from a well-known family." A humorless smile appeared on her lips. "I thought it was love."Vlad finally sat down across from her."And it wasn’t?"She slowly shook her head, her gaze turning distant."I found out two months before the wedding that he was cheating on me."Her fingers intertwined tightly."And the worst part wasn’t the betrayal."Vlad leaned slightly forward."What was it, then?""It was realizing he didn’t feel guilty." Her voice faltered for a second."And you?" he asked, his voice lower now.She lifted her eyes