OBSESSION WITH VAMPIRES

First Day in the Valera House

Enver's hand grips tightly around Jean's wrist, guiding Jean's steps into the parked car.

The shiny black car shows the status of the owner clearly. Until the time the car passed on crowded streets, often the attention of road users.

Jean, a stranger to all, sits in the car, next to Enver in the passenger seat.

The driver, who was seen to be very used to the silence in the car, occasionally glanced back through the rearview mirror in the car, out of curiosity with a woman sitting next to her boss.

Enver, who was dumbstruck, daydreamed out the window of the car, while covering his nose as a glance as holding his chin.

Jean, who was just trying to stay calm in her uncomfortable state, several times glanced at Enver and the driver alternately.

"May I ask?", asked Jean in silence.

Enver who seemed to be unconcerned, ignored Jean's question.

"It's about the parlour.", "don't ask me to speak now", Jean's words, which were immediately cut off by Enver's refusal, created a new, more awkward silence.

The streets began to become quiet, Jean saw some men who, like being on guard, bowing their bodies as the car she was riding in passed them.

Oh this is where the sister wibu was stopped?, Jean's mind chattered to himself. Surprisingly, the pressure he previously felt when he was with Enver now he did not feel.

fifteen minutes passed, all Jean saw was the trees or the garden area, Jean who thought that she would be taken to the Valera residence wondering, how big is the family's private area?.

After thirty minutes passed, Jean saw a tall mension standing upright around the park.

Jean gaped at the luxury of the truly manicured land.

Jean follows Enver, who walks into the Missions. Different from the warm atmosphere outside, the atmosphere inside the Missions felt very cold.

Jean also saw many cracks at some corners of the Missions.

Occasionally Jean ran a little to keep up with Enver's steps in front of her.

Enver raised his hand at waist level, and moved his index finger.

One of the women standing in the doorway of the room that seemed to be the living room, approached Enver while looking down.

"Take him to the room I ordered him to prepare yesterday" Enver asked the woman.

"Let's follow me", the woman asked Jean to follow her.

"Ta.. but, Enver?", Jean who felt there was something she should ask was trying to resist.

"Let's talk tomorrow, I have unfinished business today" explained Enver, who left Jean at the exit.

The clumsy Jean simply resignedly followed the woman Enver had ordered earlier.

Jean was brought into a spacious room, which was at the very inside of the mension.

"Miss can rest here first, do you want to take a shower?", asked the woman in a uniform similar to the hotel clerk.

"What?, ah no, I just took a shower this afternoon", replied Jean who was a bit amused when she called the lady.

"Dine is in the making, you want food to come between here or eat in the dining room?", the second question from the woman makes Jean even more clumsy.

"Ah, don't bother. But what exactly am I supposed to do?, I'm a little confused, why am I here?", asked Jean

"You can ask her directly to Mr. Enver tomorrow, and for dinner, Mr. Enver says that the lady must eat regularly because the lady's condition is not good. Since it seems that miss is not comfortable in this place, I will bring food here later tonight. If the lady needs something, the lady can push the button there (pointing towards the button on the table beside the bed), is there anything the lady needs now?" the woman's explanation left Jean speechless.

"a.ah, yes thank you, there is nothing I need, ha ha", replied Jean who was stiff as a robot.

"Well, then I resign, please enjoy your time" said the woman politely, then left Jean alone in the room.

Jean stood in his place pecking for quite a while.

"what is the concept in the Enver's house the concept of hotel service?. Rich people can't be guessed", grumbled Jean who felt she was filming a colossal royal drama.

A few steps from the room, Jean sees two women whispering at the sight of Jean. One of the two women then ran in the opposite direction looking a little panicked, Jean looked at the person still there and greeted with a smile and a nod that was then responded by the woman pushing a full wheel of cleaning tools.

"Excuse me brother, do you know where Enver is?", asked Jean who decided there was no need to add the word brother when calling Enver.

"Ah I don't see the master, but usually the master has already left at dawn" replied the woman.

"What?", Jean thought that Enver would invite her to chat in person in the morning.

"Miss, are you awake?. Want to have breakfast first or want to take a shower first?", shouted the woman who yesterday drove Jean here with three other employees.

"Ah what?, oh yes, I went out because I wanted to ask where I could get a bath soap" Jean replied.

"Oh take it easy, let us prepare" said the woman, who then coded some others.

One man who was with the woman who was carrying some cleaning equipment went to continue his work.

Two other people rushed into Jean's room.

"Let's go in", take the woman in kindly.

"Yes.?, oh yes" Jean went back into her room.

"What scent do you want?, come and let me help you undress", the woman approached Jean who was standing by the bathroom door, which was in her room.

"What?, why?", Jean reflex raised his hand and also his tone.

"Ah forgive me, Miss is not comfortable in bathing?, want to shower yourself?", asked the woman to give her choice.

"Yes of course I shower myself, I just need the toiletries, don't overdo it" explained Jean who was uncomfortable.

The morning that made Jean shocked, with the service that he thought was extreme, made Jean forget her intention to immediately look for Enver for a moment.

Jean came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body and her wet hair.

"Oh my god!", Jean who was shocked to realize there was someone sitting on the edge of the mattress, when he remembered he had succeeded in expelling the Enver employees who cosplayed to be the royal servant.

"What are you doing here?", asked Jean, posing to hide herself in the air

"You said you wanted to talk to me" explained Enver who walked over to Jean.

Jean, who was uncomfortable because she wasn't properly dressed, wanted to go back to the bathroom to hide herself.

But Enver clasped it from behind, Enver's right hand wrapped around Jean's body with Enver's palm clutching Jean's left shoulder.

"What are you doing, let go of me!", said Jean in a high enough tone.

"Let me taste your blood a little" Enver said, kissing Jean on the nape.

"What?, I can bleed to death, if you keep drinking my blood!", Jean explained as she thrashed.

"A little bit" said Enver slowly.

"Uugh," Jean bellowed along with the bite Enver did on his nape.

"Hurry up!", lamented Jean, who knew he could not resist.

Enver continued to sip while occasionally licking the blood on Jean's nape.

Jean's heavy breathing was heard quite clearly in the room, the strange atmosphere made Jean even more uncomfortable. Not to mention that Jean had a hard time breathing because Enver was clutching her so tightly.

"You'll be able to suck it up without having to hug me like this, please let go, I'm having a hard time breathing".Jean complained, which seems to have been

no longer afraid of the situation.

But Enver did not respond to anything, only the sound of whispers and heavy breathing Enver heard from Enver's mouth.