“What are you doing?” Delia turned around.
She almost burst out laughing at the sight of Alexander wearing a pink apron featuring her favorite Korean girl band, Blackpink.
“Alex, don’t wear that apron!
It’s too small on you!
It only covers you down to your crotch!” Delia protested.
But the apron being too small was not actually the reason.
It was because Alexander looked far more charming than her while wearing it.
Good-looking guys are like that, Del!
Anything looks good on them.
Unlike the author here, even after an hour of dressing up, still can not find a match!
How embarrassing!
Alexander took off the pink apron.
He approached Delia, who was busy at her laptop.
“Job application?” Alexander repeated, reading the job vacancy site on Delia’s laptop.
“Yes.
I already have my Bachelor’s degree in Anthropology.
So now it’s time for me to apply for a job,” Delia replied.
Alexander nodded, then said, “Lunch is ready.
Eat first, before it gets cold,” Alexander invited.
Delia nodded.
She tiptoed toward the dining table and, “Wooow…
Did you cook all of this?” Delia asked, amazed.
Alexander nodded and pulled out a chair for Delia.
Delia’s hand grabbed a piece of stir-fried broccoli and, hap!
Nyam nyam…
“Delicious!” Delia praised.
Alexander chuckled, puffing out his chest.
Proud.
“But I’m curious about you, Lex!” Alexander furrowed his brow.
“Why?” Delia stared at him.
For a long time.
“I’ve never once seen you taste your cooking while you were preparing it.
But how does it turn out just right?
And so tasty!” Alexander smiled.
A smile that always succeeded in making Delia blush.
“A vampire’s sense of smell is sharp, Del.
Don’t forget our hearing is also sensitive.
So…
For example, you go out for a walk.
You cheat.
Then there’s a man who puts his arm around you, I would know even if you lied, Del!” Clang!
Just as Alexander finished his long sentence, he stabbed his fork into his homemade roasted meat.
Delia gasped, staring at the fork in horror.
“W-wow…
Th-that’s terrifying, right?
Hahaha,” Delia said with a stiff, forced laugh.
“So…
If you become a vampire’s wife, don’t even think about cheating…
You’ll get drained dry.
Both you and your lover, Del!” Gulp!
Delia swallowed hard.
“Crazy!
That’s so scary!” she thought.
They ate.
As for Alexander, Delia bought him frozen cow’s blood.
Then Alexander grilled it briefly in the oven.
Delicious.
According to him, at least!
After eating, Delia returned to focusing on finding a job to apply for that matched her skills.
As she was scrolling through the job vacancy site, her eyes lit up reading one particular vacant position.
“URGENTLY NEEDED!
Museum curator.
REQUIREMENTS: Female/Male aged 21-45 years old.
Bachelor’s degree or have studied in History/Anthropology/Historical Object Research.
Experience not required.
Send applications immediately to…” Delia squealed with joy.
“This is what I’ve been looking for!” Alexander immediately approached, reading the job vacancy Delia meant.
“Everette Museum?” Alexander murmured.
He felt like he had heard of it before.
Everette?
What was it?
Delia enthusiastically typed up her CV and scanned her diploma with the printer.
She also filled in her personal data and other information, then sent it to the email address listed below the vacancy.
“I hope I get accepted!” she said.
“Try searching, find out what kind of museum the Everette Museum is,” Alexander suggested.
Delia clicked and typed the museum’s name into Google.
Various information about the museum was fully listed on its official website.
“A museum of ancient artifacts.
A museum of sarcophagi.
A museum for storing mummies.
Wow…
Wow…” Delia murmured.
Alexander’s expression immediately turned serious.
“Delia,” he called.
“Hmm?” Delia turned to him.
“Be careful,” Alexander advised.
Delia furrowed her brow.
“Why?
I’m used to doing research back in college,” she answered casually.
Alexander stared at her.
For a long time.
His blood-red eyes were fixed on Delia’s brown ones.
“I know you’re smart.
But…” His hand reached out, stroking the vein on Delia’s neck.
Unconsciously, Delia let out a sigh, “aah,” somewhere between ticklish and thrilled.
“Don’t forget.
We’ve already made a blood contract, haven’t we?” Alexander whispered.
His lips as he whispered slightly touched Delia’s earlobe.
The girl shuddered.
An intoxicating tickle.
The voice that struck her eardrums truly lulled her.
“Noli temerarius esse, amica mea.
Sanguis meus etiam in venis tuis fluit,” Alexander said, then he hugged Delia and inhaled the distinctive scent on the girl’s neck.
(Don’t be reckless, my love.
My blood also flows in your veins.) “The address isn’t far from here, Lex.
Don’t worry,” Delia replied, stroking the vampire’s back.
“That’s not the issue, Del.
You…” Alexander released their embrace.
“The blood of a girl who has made a blood contract smells different.
And those ancient artifacts might not necessarily be ‘uninhabited’.
Do you still remember about my coffin, right?” Alexander asked, tilting his head.
Delia was stunned.
Alexander then spoke again.
“I’m also surprised.
All this time, magic has always protected my coffin.
The proof is, for nearly a thousand years, no one dared to disturb it.
No one should have been able to see my coffin.
But how could you?” Delia was confused too.
She really did not know and had forgotten about Alexander’s coffin.
“That means, even though you’re human, your blood is different, Delia.
Added to that, you made a blood contract with me.
Blood like yours…” “Why??
What’s wrong with my blood?” Delia interrupted, anxious.
Alexander brought his face close to Delia’s.
“You…
Are different.
Even I don’t know why yet…” Smack!
Alexander briefly kissed Delia’s lips.
Instantly, the girl’s face turned red.
“Be alert, Delia,” he said, pulling back and staring into Delia’s brown eyes.
“You didn’t even faint when you first met me, did you?
You’re…
Special,” Alexander ruffled Delia’s hair.
Of course, the girl fought back, almost biting Alexander’s hand again.
“Special, special…
add some dumplings and eggs, why don’t you!” Delia sneered.
“Don’t talk back, naughty girl!” “Fiiine, fine!
You naggy vampire!” Delia shot back.
“Delia…” “Hmm!” Delia snapped, continuing to organize her documents for the job application.
“Delia…
My dear…” “WHAT?!” Delia exclaimed, turning and glaring sharply at Alexander.
“You’re still a virgin, right?” Alexander teased.
“Stinky vampire!!!
Aaaaargh!!!
Pervert!!” “Hahahaha!” Alexander deflected all the objects thrown by the furious Delia.
When there were no more objects left for her to throw, Alexander approached her like lightning.
Gotcha!
“I’ve liked you since the moment we first met,” he confessed honestly.
Thump!
Delia’s heart immediately went into chaos.
Her face…
Ah!
Like a boiled crab!
She cursed because Alexander had casually declared his love when she wasn’t ready.
“You’re such a playboy vampire, aren’t you?
You’ve barely known me and you can already say you like me!” Delia retorted.
“Hoho!
Don’t underestimate my kind, Delia.
We can even smell bad intentions from a mile away!” Alexander boasted, puffing out his chest again.
“So?
Why do you…
Like me?” Alexander stared at her again.
Delia floundered, averting her gaze.
“Because…” A brief pause.
Alexander could not find the right words to describe his feelings of affection.
“Because…
I just LIKE you.” “RIDICULOUS ANSWER!!” Delia cursed.
“Hahaha.
What can I say, Del.
Oh yes, when will you submit your job application?” Alexander asked seriously.
“Tomorrow.
I’ll leave at eight, probably,” Delia replied.
“Okay…” Alexander did not speak again.
He lay down on Delia’s bed.
Reading a novel titled “Midnight On The City.” No idea who wrote it, the author forgot too, but the story was really exciting!
Check it out!