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My Vampire Assistant

“A boyfriend in a box. Do not keep under direct sunlight.” After the death of her father the antiquarian, Diana Daraeva struggled with the debt he left her together with his antiquities shop. Her dream of becoming a famous antiquarian was ready to be shattered by reality. Only a miracle could save it, but Diana didn’t believe in those. Not until she accidentally released a centuries old vampire from a sealed coffin in the store’s basement. Jean-Jacques, an embodiment of dangerous allure and mysteries, all hiding behind his suave smile, was Diana’s miracle. In return to Diana’s help, he offered Diana to help fulfil her dream—and she agreed. A best helper there could be—someone who was alive (or undead) when the antiquities of today were made. But when old and new enemies appear, crazy exes compete in the madness of their stunts, and hidden truths unveil, will Diana be able to grow into her heritage and find her place between the two worlds? And how long will she be able to escape Jean-Jacques’s temptations? ⠀⠀ ⠀ I stared at him like he just grew another head. “So basically, you chose to pursue me of all people because I'm so impossible for you to seduce, is it? You do realise that you only make your task harder right now?” “But that’s the whole point, ma chèrie! The longer the chase, the sweeter the prize.” Jean-Jacques’s smile turned positively sly, but damn if it didn’t make butterflies fly in my stomach. “What I will keep refusing? Forever?” “Well,” he clicked his tongue, “then this will be a first.” ⠀⠀ ⠀ [GOLD WINNER WPC #179] Slow burn, but fast updates~ Join my discord server for SPECIAL CONTENT - https://discord.gg/74h73Re2Ak

Garessta · Fantasy
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264 Chs

Unfinished business

We did manage to catch Panda after all. She sent us with her best wishes and a question about when I was planning to open the store again and if she would get a full salary for this month. I had no answer for the first one, but my "yes" to the second put a smile on Panda's face.

And then we were outside.

"Hold tight, ma chèrie."

"You don't need to tell me." I was already holding for him as tight as I could, and tucked my face into his chest so I could catch only a peek of the street in front of us.

"Alright. Maybe I should instead tell you 'don't hold so tight that you will have cramps in your fingers'."

I bucked my legs in protest. "Hey, it's my prerogative to be ironic and sassy! Come on, let's move."

"And move we shall." JJ said, and whatever else I could've wanted to say got taken away from me, together with my breath.