Ethan My Babysitter's A Vampire 소설 & 이야기

I asked curiously noticing the expression on his face, a mischievous smile on his face. “I remember that day, Master Ethan suddenly woke up with his fever and he began to call for Valentina.” I frowned slightly wondering why Ethan would suddenly call for Valentina, I remember just how much they both hate each other. “He dashed out of the house and drove his car to school in search of this Valentina, and when he fainted it was the Valentina who called me.” He then leaned towards me with a mischievous smile on his face. “Is she his girlfriend?”

As we stepped inside, Ethan walked out carrying two folders under one arm. He looked from me to Sophia, then back to me. One corner of his mouth lifted. “You’re babysitting now?” I sighed. “It’s temporary.” “Sure it is.” He looked at Sophia and smiled warmly. “Hope he isn’t boring you too much.” “Not yet.” “Give him another hour.” Sophia laughed. He walked away before I could respond. “I’ll admit it,” she said. “That was a lot more interesting than I expected.” “It’s okay to admit it was boring.”

Meanwhile, Ethan, the so-called devil of Avensville, sat there stone-faced, using the same pen he signed billion-dollar deals with to check off items on the menu. "Throw in an order of grilled shrimp. Make it spicy." I pulled out my phone and started a new livestream. The caption was, "Dinner with the Richest Family in Avensville." "Come on, sweetheart. Open up. That's it…" my father said, smiling as he fed me a piece of crab leg. "You won't find better Cajun seasoning than this." I chewed and spoke to the camera, a little muffled, "You guys see this? This is the real Arnold Stone. What you saw earlier is just how he gets when he's angry. This is what he's actually like."

Watched. “I’m a shareholder,” he continued coldly. “And you lost any right to be in this space when you signed the divorce.” Lucien’s voice cut through the noise. “She is my guest.” Ethan turned on him. “And you are?” “Lucien Varyn.” The name landed like a dropped glass. Ethan faltered—just for a second. Then scoffed. “Sure. And I’m a vampire king.” “Careful,” I said lightly. “You’re closer than you think.”

Tears streamed down his face silver and gold mixing like liquid starlight. “She’s perfect,” he whispered. “She’s everything.” He turned to me, eyes no longer crimson, but pure, blazing gold. And I saw it. The change. The sunlight in his veins had done something impossible. Valerian Nocturne, Prince of Eternal Night, was becoming the first day walking vampire in history. He walked through the burning light to my side, laid our daughter in my arms, and kissed me like a man who had just been given the universe.

“I didn’t hear you.” He didn’t respond. His gaze remained fixed on her. “I’m Liz,” she added hesitantly. “Are you… a relative of Damien’s?” He studied her for a long moment. Then he spoke. “Are you the new lover my father is keeping?” Her stomach dropped. Okay, what was she supposed to say to that? “I—no,” she said quickly. “I’m his stepdaughter.” The Vampire cut her off with a sharp laugh that ended with a scoff. He began circling her slowly, like she was something to inspect. Liz felt her most uncomfortable at this very moment.

But this is the least I can do. Ethan will be coming with me anyway. Lucas: What? For what? Me: To help me, obviously. He's such a sweetheart. Meanwhile, I should put Ethan into Lucas' mind as well. I spare a glance at Ethan, who's scrolling through his phone, watching hamster videos. He's really a sweetheart. I mean, who would spend their time watching hamster videos? Lucas: Ew. Gay Me: His birthday is coming, did you know?

I don't want to complicate things between is any further Okayyyy Ethan's planning something big 😁😁😩😩 Watch out Ava

Her voice sounded hurt. “Come on, Mom, you know that’s not what it is,” Ethan said gently, though a smile played at his lips. “Work has been crazy intense, you know how it is. Let’s not talk about the fact that you had to add babysitting Adrian to the list.” I couldn’t help a light chuckle, as I sipped my water to hide it. “I never knew I needed babysitting,” Adrian’s voice cut through the room, smooth and steady.