All Chapters of CEO Vampire & His Secretary: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 61Everyone watched in stunned silence. From the top of the destroyed veranda, great-grandfather Wilhelm stepped out of the house limping, holding his fallen arm. With a casual gesture, he popped the arm back into the shoulder socket and raised both arms in the air.“That’s my boy! Fuck yeah! Uhuuuuuuu!” he shouted proudly. In the middle of the celebration, the arm came loose again and fell to the ground. Wilhelm looked down, irritated. “What a load of shit!”Valkiria and Adrian laughed. Isolde, floating in the air, opened a proud smile. The Skull Clan began cursing with joy, firing shots into the sky and shouting obscenities.“Holy shit, he ripped the old man’s finger off!” “That’s it, Darkmoor! Take that, you piece-of-shit count!”The awakened trees, even wounded and broken, bent their trunks and branches in deep reverence to Vlad, like subjects greeting their new king.At that exact moment, the prophecy reversed. He was no longer just Vladimir Darkmoor. He was the new C

Chapter 63Vlad intertwined his fingers with Elena’s and, without haste, led her out of the castle. The sky was beginning to change color; it was late afternoon. The wind in the mountains of Transylvania was cold but steady, carrying the scent of earth, stone, and ancient memories.“Let’s go in a more… peaceful way,” he murmured.Elena smiled faintly.“Thank you. I’m still getting used to not flying away unintentionally.”He sketched a short, rare smile.They walked side by side along a narrow path that descended the slope.After a few minutes, the landscape changed. The terrain became flatter. Ancient trees appeared, twisted by time. Then she saw a house, or what remained of it.The walls were partially destroyed, covered by vines that had taken over the place. Most of the roof had collapsed, and the door hung crookedly, almost falling off.Elena slowed her pace.“Vlad…”He continued walking until he stopped in front of what had once been a home.“It was here,” he said at last.His v

Chapter 65The mountains of Transylvania were covered in a white mantle of fine snow. Darkmoor Castle, restored in all its somber grandeur, stood imposing against the night sky, its towers illuminated by eternal torches that never went out.In the great main hall, three figures stood before the enormous window overlooking the valley.Vlad Darkmoor, the Absolute Prince of Darkness, was exactly as always: tall, imposing, dressed in black with elegant precision. At his side, Elena, his wife, wore a long deep wine-colored dress that enhanced her eternal beauty. Her hair fell in soft waves, and her hand rested lovingly on her husband’s arm.Between them stood Lucian—tall, noble in bearing, with a piercing gaze. The young vampire had grown handsome and strong. He had his father’s sharp features and his mother’s eyes. At an apparent twenty-eight years of age, he was already respected by many clans, yet carried that restless unease typical of one who bears blood far too ancient for such a you

Chapter 67While the Skull Clan and the Darkmoors continued the massacre, Lucian decided he would not wait for the end of the battle.With Luna pressed against his chest, he leaped out of the tent like a living shadow. A wolf tried to block his path and had its skull crushed by a single punch. Without looking back, Lucian ran toward the dead forest, carrying the woman. His allies knew what to do: keep the fires burning and prolong the chaos. The real prey was already in his hands.The journey back was a blur of cold wind and twisted trees. The full moon watched in silence as Lucian covered miles at supernatural speed. The woman struggled weakly in his arms, but every attempt was met with a tighter grip.When they arrived at Darkmoor Farm, the enormous black stone manor stood imposingly atop the hill, surrounded by the ancestral cemetery.Lucian did not take her to the main mansion. He went straight down to the underground dungeon, a damp and forgotten labyrinth beneath the foundations

Chapter 69"You are no longer free," Lucian said in a low, threatening tone. "But you also won't be touched by anyone... besides me."He brought his mouth back to her exposed breast, sucking hard on her nipple. His free hand slid over her other breast, squeezing it, rolling the nipple between his fingers. Luna arched her back involuntarily as a soft moan escaped her throat. He was slowly driving her insane.Each suck sent waves of unwanted pleasure straight to the apex of her thighs. Her body trembled harder and harder. She didn’t understand what she was feeling.With a quick movement, Lucian tore away what remained of the red dress, ripping the delicate fabric. The garment fell to her feet, leaving her completely naked. Without saying a word, he lifted her into his arms and laid her down on the enormous black canopy bed.Then he began kissing every inch of her body. Starting at her neck, he moved down to her shoulders, lingered between her breasts, then sucked each one harder, making