So You Think Your Sister s a Vampire

The roar of breath that collided with each other was accompanied by a sigh of teasing, it made the girl overwhelmed and lost the ability to think clearly. His gaze widened, blocked by the tears that had gathered in the corner of his eye. "This is wrong," the girl muttered to herself. However, the pleasant sensation produced by the soft touch of his lips made instinct dominate the conscience.

"You can't ... can't do this," she hissed between the kisses the boy gave her. The young man's eyelids opened, revealing a pair of dark black beads. He stopped his action for a moment, but then continued to attack the recesses of the girl's neck, sending a sigh escaping from her lips.

"You like him, that's all that matters." Passion slowly enveloped the girl's body, tears still flowing, but her lips could not express rejection. Instead, her cried out a name, "Yohan ...."

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Irena felt her body shaking lightly, and made her forcefully open her eyes. Immediately her could see that the blurry shadow was beginning to clear up. A young man was sitting on the edge of his bed. Staring at him who was still lying lazily on the bed. The young man smiled. A smile that seems gentle. The sunshine from the window blinds made the brown hair sparkle. "You don't want to be late for the office, do you?" said the young man. "I feel lazy this morning. You know I was overtime last night," complained Irena with her pillow face. Then he inched into his seat. At that time a distinctive ringing sound rang and this young man said. "Breakfast for us will soon be ready. I'll wait at the dinner table." She woke up. Walk outside Irena's room. Meanwhile the woman stretched her body. Don't be lazy! Irena reminded herself. Work and earn money is her responsibility in this house. So, even though with a lot of weight he pulled open the blanket to clean himself in the bathroom.

Irena was ready with the formal settings. Her is standing in front of a standing mirror. Pay attention once more to his appearance. The black stilettos have beautified her long legs, the black knee-length skirt, the blue shirt and the white blazer complemented Irena's appearance as an office worker this morning. Her tied straight brown hair together to make it look neat and not easily messed up. The makeup on the face is also not too thick. Irena was steady with her style, then she grabbed the bag from the table and opened the bedroom door.

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"Wow!" amazed Irena as she approached the dining table. "Everything looks delicious," he continued to sit on the chair as he put his handbag on the side chair. Irena's gaze could not be separated from the food on the table. There are waffles, bacon, to various capcay vegetables. The young man made Irena's favorite food.

"Would you like a latte or milk?" asked the young man. Irena smiled. "Just latte," he replied. Yohan the young man's name. Five years younger than Irena. She had thought of him as a younger brother ever since the boy came to her house ten years ago. It's not a happy past for Yohan. Irena never discussed it again after knowing the story from her father.