Delia gazed at the expanse of classic scenery before her eyes.
Where was this?
I thought I was sleeping?
Why am I shopping now?
Eh, shopping?!
No!
This is a luxurious room!
Woooow!
Delia felt like she was in heaven!!
Mwahahaha.
Her Anthropology Character setting was activated.
She walked back and forth, approaching objects that were…
luxurious and antique.
Unbelievable?
Amazing!
There was a crystal chandelier lit by candlelight.
There were sconces on the walls made of natural stone.
Then, a luxurious antique bed with a canopy and blood-red sheets that were very wide.
There was also antique furniture with intricate carvings that would be hard to replicate.
Delia touched the surface of a buffet table next to the bed.
This was real!
The smooth wooden surface met her palm.
“Where is this, anyway?
It’s so strange…” the girl murmured.
Her face turned toward the bedroom balcony.
A full moon hung, appearing larger and redder than usual.
Her feet slowly walked toward it.
The gentle night breeze brushed her hair.
She closed her eyes for a moment.
Enjoying it.
GRAB!
Delia immediately opened her eyes.
A pair of muscular, pale, and cold arms wrapped around her waist.
“Eegh…
Let go…” “My Delia…” The baritone voice’s sigh caressed her.
Delia couldn’t fight it, instead, her eyes closed again.
Those muscular arms turned her body around.
Then, there was a cold, wet sensation and a sharp bite on Delia’s thin lips.
The girl moaned, but her hands could not push the man’s chest away.
“Stop…
Don’t!” Delia screamed with all her might, but those muscular arms locked her in, she could not move.
Those muscular arms lifted her body, sat her on the sturdy balcony railing, then kissed her again passionately.
This time, Delia was swept away.
She returned the kiss.
A baritone voice murmured, “Hmmm,” a sign that he was satisfied with what Delia was doing.
Those muscular arms crept up to her back.
Squeezed her back, then went down again, uncovering the thin dress Delia was wearing.
Huh?!
Thin dress?!
When did she change clothes??
“Eegh…
Noooo…” Delia refused as those cold, muscular hands began to creep toward something forbidden.
The hand stopped, not going there, only gently stroking nearby, teasing Delia.
“Eeengh…” Delia moaned unconsciously.
The man, or whoever was doing this to Delia, smiled slightly.
His kisses descended, to her neck, then down to the middle.
There, he inhaled Delia’s body scent.
With a sigh, “Haaah…” followed by a cold, satisfied breath.
“Sweet…” the baritone voice murmured.
His kisses descended again, right above Delia’s twin springy mounds, but stopped right there.
His cold tongue and lips moved little by little, kissing, licking, and savoring.
Delia gently grabbed the slightly long, soft hair.
Her feminine instincts reacted uncontrollably.
She tilted her head back.
Her eyes were hazy, her lips half open.
“Ooowh…” “Wake up…
You’re moaning too loudly!” SMACK!
Delia’s eyes opened.
Panicked.
She checked every part of her body.
Huh?
Where was that thin dress??
She looked around, adjusting her vision in the darkness of the apartment.
Why was she here?
A dream…?
Just as Delia opened her eyes and woke up from the lewd dream she had not wanted, a pair of blood-red eyes were quickly closed.
Sleeping.
Actually, pretending to sleep.
Even so, Alexander could not hold back his laughter.
Seeing Delia’s reaction as she woke up in a panic.
“Damn dream!” the girl cursed.
And Alexander pressed his lips even tighter.
His suppressed laughter must not be heard by Delia.
* Knock!
Knock!
Knock!
“Deliaaaa, yooohooo!
It’s me!” Delia furrowed her brow.
Her eyes were hard to open as the noisy sound at her door was heard.
Who is it?!
“Deliaaa…
Wake up, dear…” Delia was startled.
Auntie?!
Her aunt was here?!
Oh my God!
Right now she was…
“Alexander!!” Delia called, whispering but her tone was sharp.
The vampire, who had been busy holding back his laughter since dawn, got up.
“Hide!!” Delia whispered again.
But Alexander was not one to be ordered around.
He just stretched, then…
CLICK!
Delia’s apartment door opened.
Oh no!
She forgot that her aunt had a spare key.
“Surprise, my niece!” “Good morning, Madam…” “WHAAAT!!!” From a joyful and mischievous expression, Delia’s aunt screamed because she was greeted by Alexander, who was still lying on the too small bed.
And Delia?
Oh, look!
The girl winced, then slapped her forehead several times in frustration.
“Eh, what?
Who are you, handsome?
Delia’s boyfriend, huh?
Hohoho!” From surprised, Aunt Andrea, Delia’s aunt, greeted Alexander.
She sat on the chair next to Alexander’s bed.
“So handsome…
My niece’s taste is no joke.
What’s your name, young man?” Young man?
Hey, Andrea!
Alexander’s age is even older than your great-grandfather!
But well, Alexander’s face does look young.
The same age as Delia, only appearing a few years older.
“Auntie…” “Ssh!
Be quiet, Del!
Auntie is talking to your boyfriend, hehehe” Alexander awkwardly answered Andrea.
“I’m Alex, Madam…” “Don’t call me madam, gee!
Just call me Rea.
Miss Rea.
Mom Rea.
Even Sis Rea is fine, hehehe,” Andrea replied flirtatiously.
“Auntieeeee…
Pleaseee!” “Ssh!
So noisy!
Have you had breakfast, Lex?
I brought breakfast for Delia.
But let her skip her diet just this once this morning.
Just take her breakfast.
Let’s eat together.
Okay?” Delia cursed angrily in her heart.
Thank goodness she was her own aunt, if she were just a neighbor, she had have thrown her out the apartment window by now.
Alex was led by Andrea to the dining table.
Delia’s figure was like a shadow because the world only belonged to Alexander aka Alex, while the actual apartment owner was just a tenant!
Alex refused to be fed by Andrea.
Meanwhile, Delia, while toasting bread, observed Alexander.
She was amazed.
Was not a vampire supposed to only drink blood?
Why was he willing to eat breakfast with Andrea?
“I can eat anything, Delia,” Alexander said, looking at the girl while smiling, as if he knew what was on Delia’s mind.
“Ooh, so sweet.
A man who’s not picky about food.
You’ll definitely make a good husband,” Andrea chattered, interjecting, unaware that the creature she was having breakfast with was a blood sucking leech.
Seeing that, Delia smirked.
Meanwhile, Alexander glared, knowing where the girl’s thoughts were heading.
A staring contest occurred for almost a minute, but then Andrea interrupted again.
“Auntie won’t be staying over, Del.
Auntie is afraid of disturbing you, hehehe…” “Geez…
Auntie, what are you saying!” Delia grumbled.
“If Auntie goes straight back to the village, Auntie will definitely be tired.
Just go back tomorrow, okay?” Delia whined.
“Okay…
That can be arranged.
But…
Where will Auntie sleep?
There are only two beds in here, Del,” Andrea retorted while smiling slyly at Delia.
Damn!
She had been trapped by her own pity.
She forgot that Andrea was the woman who had replaced her late mother.
A woman who was too eager to see Delia happy at the altar.
Even though in today’s world, Andrea did not know that many men were ‘good for nothing’ and only cared about lust, not men suitable for building a household.
“Auntie can share a bed with me,” Delia countered.
“Ow…
Ow…
Nope!
Auntie’s body is too fat.
You’d get crushed, Del.
So…
Auntie will stay over on one condition…” Andrea did not finish her sentence.
She just smirked, meaningfully.
“What condition??” Delia challenged, starting to get annoyed and irritated with her chubby aunt.
“The condition is, you share a bed with Alex.
So Auntie can sleep in the other bed, alone,” Andrea answered, raising and lowering her eyebrows mischievously.
BRUUSH!!
Cough!
Cough!
Delia choked on her milk, while Alexander almost choked on his fork, which he had been using to put a piece of fried chicken into his mouth.
“AUNTIEEE?!” “Ohohoho!”