My Vampire Guy

As soon as it was dawn, Lucasta got out of bed, pushed the door open, and walked out to the balcony, looking around.

The Eiffel Tower, the romantic Seine River, and the boulevards made her feel like she was dreaming.

Previously, even though her family was very rich, her parents were always busy with work and never took her abroad to travel, only occasionally going to parties and going to some neighboring provinces for a change of atmosphere.

And after that death trip, she no longer had the opportunity to sit in the same car with them anymore. She had forgotten them for the past ten years.

– Lucasta woke up early today, I’m afraid it will rain all day.

As soon as Samson finished speaking, it started raining and that made Lucasta’s face sad, like a flat tire. She reluctantly turned back and crawled under the blanket, continuing to curl up like a lazy cat.

– I didn’t do it on purpose. Samson gently stroked her hair and said.

– I know, I’m angry at the weather, not angry at France, not angry at you.

– Don’t worry, the weather forecast says that by noon it will be sunny and there will be no rain in the afternoon. We’ll go when dusk falls.

– Yes.

All day long, the two of them kept wandering around the room, hugging, kissing, teasing each other, getting angry, and comforting each other.

It wasn’t until dusk fell and the sunlight gradually faded that the two of them prepared to dress up to go out.

He held her hand tightly and led her to the Eiffel Tower, a world-famous architectural work made from steel, the pride of the people of Paris.

– Oh, so high, Samson, can you fly to the roof of the tower? Lucasta widened her eyes, tilted her head back, looked up, and asked.

– You want me to be discovered? Come on, let’s buy tickets to visit.

Lucasta looked around eagerly and did not look at the road. Wherever Samson pulled her, she went.

If Samson didn’t have a young face around twenty years old, everyone would think he was her brother or her father because he had to constantly remind her to pay attention and walk carefully.

– Honey, I’m walking in mid-air. Lucasta exclaimed excitedly as she walked on the transparent floor on the first floor.

Walking next to the girl chirping like a baby bird is a gentle, quiet boy. He just nodded and smiled when he heard her speak. In the bustling crowd, he only saw her.

– I want to eat, I’m hungry. She clung to his hand when she saw the restaurant.

– Yes, let’s go in.

The meal was quickly served and Lucasta also quickly enjoyed the delicious dishes.

If Samson gave her a choice between eating well and dressing well, she would choose eating well. She likes to eat meat, dishes made from meat and mushrooms. Samson also knew this.

– What should I do now? If you go back to the forest with me, you won’t have meat to eat regularly. He pushed the plate of chopped meat towards her and spoke softly.

– I can eat your meat. She said while chewing.

– What? What did you just say? Samson stared at the person opposite.

– Ah… I… I mean it’s okay if I don’t eat meat. I will adapt to each life situation. However, there are chickens in the forest too…

Samson used a tissue to wipe away the grease stains on Lucasta’s lips, smiling gently.

If they returned to the forest, their lives would be the same as before. It would take several months for Harvey to bring her a piece of pork or beef.

He can’t ask Harvey to deliver meat every day. He knows Lucasta likes pork, but not chicken.

– So take the time to eat a little more.

– Yes.

She nodded and continued eating. The way Samson took care of her made the other girls admire him.

In addition, because this man is so handsome and rich. Just a glance at his outfit and shiny shoes is enough to know that he belongs to the upper class.

Samson never wears cheap clothes, in contrast to Lucasta, her clothes and dresses are all affordable brands.

It’s not that Samson is stingy, it’s because Lucasta likes it that way, she buys whatever she likes and accidentally the clothes she likes are cheap.

When Lucasta’s belly turned round, she stopped eating and continued walking with Samson on the famous tower.

And because she was so full, she couldn’t run or jump anymore but had to cling to his arm so he could take her away.

– Oh, so beautiful, like a sea of stars. She shouted excitedly while looking at the city at night through the telescope.

– Yes, this place is known as the capital of light. Nearly all the luxury and romance is concentrated in Paris. Samson said slowly.

Leaving the Eiffel Tower, both of them walked along the banks of the Seine River. Although they initially decided to sit on the boat, she suddenly changed her mind and wanted to walk with him.

She didn’t want to be in a space with too many people around, she wanted to enjoy these moments with just him.

When their legs were tired, they sat down together, looking out at the river surface sparkling with electric light.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Lucasta dreamily leaned into his arms, enjoying the cool breeze caressing her face.

Just as she was about to close her eyes for a moment, she suddenly realized something cold was sliding onto her finger.

– Oh, diamond ring, you… – She quickly sat up straight and looked at her ring finger.

– Lucasta, please agree to be my wife. I’m sorry for this mess. Sorry for not being able to take you through the journey in order. Even so, I still want to bring you all the emotions of the path of love. Now… I’m proposing to you.

His words were messy, without order, but full of sincerity, making Lucasta’s heart skip a few beats.

She understood what he wanted to say. She and he haven’t dated yet but have gone to bed together, haven’t proposed yet, and haven’t had a wedding yet but he’s already called her his wife and they’re even going on their honeymoon.

– I agree. But why did you put the ring on my finger before proposing? She tried to hold back her tears and spoke chokingly.

– I’m wary of you saying no.

– This is a compulsion.

– Yeah, let’s just say so. But you already agreed. A perfect marriage proposal.

She could only smile. A happy smile brings with it tears. He understands what she wants, right?

She wished he would use a diamond ring to propose to her right on this river, but she didn’t dare say it.

She wanted to thank him for not letting her miss a single melody in the love song he was writing with her. Even though it’s not in the same order as other couples, it’s okay.

– Today is a happy day, don’t cry. He wiped away the tears on her face and said gently.

– I cry because of happiness.

Samson nodded, looking passionately into the sky-colored eyes that imprinted his silhouette.

The feeling of loving someone and having that person reciprocate his love is a feeling that is difficult to describe in words. He feels that the two words happiness are not enough.

In the dark purple dusk, he gave her a passionate kiss. The space on the riverbank seems to have calmed down, without the hustle and bustle, time has almost stopped.

When their lips separated, Lucasta buried her head in his arms, she wanted to engrave this memorable moment in her heart.

– What are you laughing at? He asked in surprise when he heard her giggle.

– Ah, it’s so messy, we’re not married yet but we’re living like husband and wife, going on our honeymoon and then proposing. A mess, messy but sweet.

Samson also found this humorous. He didn’t expect her to go through the deep forest to find him and then cling to him, saying she loved him and then seducing him to eat the forbidden fruit.

His rules were completely broken by her. He also did not expect that he would have a wife this way.

– It’s my fault, okay? Come on, come with me.

After finishing speaking, Samson quickly stood up and pulled the girl sitting by the river to stand up with him.

Lucasta’s stomach was less bloated so she didn’t cling to him anymore, just held his hand and walked with him to the ancient bridge, a place filled with love locks.

– Samson, why are there so many locks? All colors. Oh, are they afraid that thieves will take away the bridge? Lucasta let go of his hand, ran over, and touched the locks hanging on the railing fence.

– No, this is a sign of love.

Next, he slowly explained to her that these locks belonged to couples in love who had visited Paris.

They believed in an unknown legend that if they both hung a lock here and then threw the key into the river, the lock would never be removed and their love would last forever.

– I want to. Samson, I also want to hang a lock with you.

Knowing that the little girl would jump up and want to imitate other couples, Samson prepared a small lock in his pocket.

As soon as she saw him take it out, she jumped up, grabbed his arm, stood on tiptoe, and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

They prayed together, then locked the lock on the fence and threw the key into the Seine River, a river that had witnessed many vows of many lovers.

– Do you want to go shopping, over there…

– No, now I want to go back to the hotel and watch the city from the balcony with you. Lucasta shook her head, interrupting his words.

– You’re not going anymore?

– Enough. For me, that’s enough.

Samson nodded, gently stroked Lycasta’s cheek, and then returned to the hotel with her.

Somewhere, wordless music sounded. The nostalgic, melodious sound makes the space even more romantic.

Lucasta looked around and realized it was an older man engrossed in playing an old accordion.

– He is a street performer.

Samson pulled her closer, listened to a long piece of music with her, and then put money in the hat in front of him.

Street performers have contributed to creating the poetic charm of Paris, simple and sweet.

When Samson and Lucasta had gone quite a distance, they could still hear that sound echoing behind them, as if trying to hold them back.

Lucasta suddenly felt filled with hope, her hand suddenly tightened around the hand of the person next to her.

She turned her head to look at the Eiffel Tower, the proud symbol of freedom in France. She believes that one day soon, her man will also be able to walk freely under the sun.