Moon Lovers: Bound by Blood and Revenge-Chapter 33 A Handsome Bodyguard

One week had passed since Marceline and Kira made the deal with each other. She was now his Lady Boss while the vampire king just became a mere bodyguard.

Kira chose to keep his real identity hidden from Marceline for now. He didn't trust her fully yet to reveal that he was the king of all vampires. Fortunately, Marceline had forgotten about it when he accidentally mentioned it to her during their first encounter. She had no recollection of it, even their first kiss. fre𝙚𝓌𝒆𝚋noѵel.c𝚘m

Besides, he was trying to keep her safe from his enemies. It would be best for her not to know the identity of the vampire king. He wanted his enemies to believe that he was already dead.

Rebel vampires were being hunted by Dominique's people. If they learned that the Vampire King was alive then they would start looking for him.

Once they found out Marceline's connection to him then her life would be in danger. The werewolves might target her just like what they did to her parents.

According to Serafino, the gatekeepers from Zhou Family were killed because they helped the vampires to pass through the northern gate portal to escape from Dominique's grasp.

After hearing Marceline's story, he presumed that Serafino was referring to Marceline's parents as the timeline of their deaths and that the killing incident was the same.

He hadn't told this information to Marceline yet as he needed to confirm and verify it. Aside from that, he wouldn't like Marceline to blame the vampires for her parents' death.

Kira just finished fitting his uniform. He wore a slim-fit black suit jacket and a white long sleeve as his inner clothing partnered up with a black necktie. His fit jacket had two button fastening and slim line lapels.

He looked gorgeous in a black suit, so neat and well-groomed. His previously thick wavy black tousled hair was now slicked back on his head, emphasizing its natural wavy flow on top.

He was like a supermodel and a matinee idol whose charm and sex appeal were overflowing, making any women melt in just one glance from him. The words handsome and gorgeous were truly an understatement.

Kira was still trying his best to be comfortable with his new clothes when Marceline stepped inside his room. She came to a halt as she stared up at him in awe.

'Oh Damn! This vampire is surely a drop-dead gorgeous!' Marceline mused to herself with a silent gasp.

"Do I look like a human now?" Kira asked Marceline the moment he noticed her presence.

His voice pulled Marceline out of her deep stupor.

'NO! You look like Adonis… the god of beauty and… desire!' Marceline's inner self screamed in her mind after hearing Kira's question.

For her, he was the epitome of Adonis, possessing an out-of-this-world beauty and becoming a center of desire for women… including her.

But Marceline would never admit that in front of him or else, he might become conceited and full of himself.

"You look fine," she plainly said, concealing the admiration in her emerald eyes.

A pleasing smile radiated on his charming face. Her word of approval was enough for him to feel at ease.

Meanwhile, Marceline couldn't stop herself from walking toward him. Before she knew it, her feet already brought her in front of Kira.

He gazed down, glancing at her with a puzzled look in his eyes. Before he could ask her, Marceline's hands already reached out for him, holding and fixing his tie.

While she was doing it, Kira's eyes never left her. He was thoroughly observing her. Their closeness made him enjoy her sweet intoxicating feminine scent.

He slowly bent down, bringing his face closer to her. That was also the time Marceline had finished fixing his tie as she looked up at him. Her movement made their distance close to nil.

Their faces were now just centimeters away as they could feel their fresh but warm breath fanning each other, their lips almost touching.

Marceline gulped hard, her eyes fixated on his tempting lips. She had it again– the urge to seal those lips and kiss him passionately and endlessly.

Kira was also in the same predicament as hers. The crescents of his lashes lowered slightly as his gaze moved from her eyes to her lips. His eyes lingered on the pair of red kissable lips of hers, wanting to taste and bite them hard once more.

Unknowingly, Marceline's hand gripped his tie, tugging it downward causing Kira's head to be pulled down to hers. Their lips touched!

The two finally let go as they stopped fighting their urges. Going with the flow, their lips started to move, brushing each other in a slow and gentle manner.

Kira nibbled on her lower and upper lips alternately, giving her a kind of kiss that was so sweet but sensual.

Marceline's heart pounded so hard against her chest, closing her eyes to savor this moment.

'Oh gosh! I can't stop it. He is becoming my addiction now.' Marceline thought to herself, snaking her other hand at the back of his head. She pulled his head closer, urging him to deepen the kiss.

And as an obedient bodyguard to his Lady Boss, he must perform well today and satisfy her. So Kira deepened the kiss, consuming her lips with ardent need.

His hand grabbed her by the waist, gathering her firmly against him while his other hand slid around the back of her neck, further deepening the kiss.

The curves of their mouths were pressed together, Kira tasting her with the tip of his tongue. The pleasant sensation crawled on her insides, making her keep wanting for more. Her fingers were now tangled in his hair as they continued kissing passionately.

The two were lost in their own magical world. Both of them felt the desire, yearning, and passion shuddering through their bodies. 𝘧𝒓e𝑒𝑤e𝙗𝚗o𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝐜𝐨ｍ

When they finally parted, Kira gazed down at her with a teasing smile and said, "My Lady Boss, why don't you add 'Kissing you every morning' in my job description?"

Marceline was at a loss for words, a pinkish flush creeping over her cheeks. She was the one who told Kira not to touch her and keep his distance from her. But here she was, unable to control her desire as she kept getting attached and being drawn to him.