The Assistant || OffGun

Chapter 5

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Gun tilted his head to the side, confused.

"What?

"The claim, Rajaaka, I made you mine for all eternity."

Gun's heart raced. The sudden feeling of anguish was like physical pain in his chest. A madman had just totally rocked his world.

Off Jumpol was a handsome man who made love like a god. Too bad he was also crazier than a goat.

"I need to use your bathroom," Gun said.

Anything to allow him a few minutes to collect his thoughts ... and then run away.

He moaned softly as Off slid out of his body and rolled to the side, allowing Gun to get up.

"The bathroom is on the right," Off said, pointing to the door on the other side of the wall.

Gun nodded and got off the bed. He bent down to take his clothes then quickly closed the door behind him, and leaned into it, rubbing his hands over his face as the events of the night filled his mind.

He had come to a job interview and ended up fucking the man he wanted to work with. What kind of mess was that?

Even if Off hadn't told him that he couldn't have that job anymore, Gun wouldn't have taken it. He wasn't going to get a job sleeping with the boss.

Now Gun just had to decide what he was going to do.

He still needed a job and a new place to live. He couldn't keep staying at his sister's house. But first he had to see how to get out of Off's penthouse without making a scene.

He went to the sink and washed quickly. He took his clothes and put them on and then he placed his hands on the sink and looked in the mirror.

He narrowed his eyes and saw the golden color of his eyes. They had always been dark chocolate. Now they weren't. What the hell?

How the fuck were those two pink dots marking his neck, just above the jugular vein?

He frowned, remembering that Off had bitten him. He hadn't realized until now that how he had broken the skin.

Gun snorted and walked over.

They really were holes or rather they were two perfectly round wounds healing. But how was that possible?

Gun's hand began to tremble as he rubbed the two marks.

There was no way those strange thoughts floating around in his head could be true, because that meant he was the crazy one, not Off.

Gun tried to sort all the pieces together but when he did, a cold shudder of fear shot up his back.

The job interview, the red gleam in his eyes, the teeth mark... all of this formed a conclusion in Gun's brain that scared him more than it had ever been in his life.

Off was a vampire.

Air was blowing in and out so fast that he couldn't breathe. He pressed a hand to his queasy stomach and slid down the wall. With only one idea in mind, he did an explosive sex with a vampire.

"Oh my God!" Gun muttered when he realized that he had been bitten, could he turn into a vampire?

Would he need to suck blood for the rest of his life and give up the sun's rays?

"Rajaaka?"

Gun turned his gaze to the voice. He pushed the door closed with his foot to keep Off out, then laughed to himself.