Vampires’ hierarchy.

After my meal, which I had fully enjoyed with a heavy heart, I went to my bedroom to wear one of my sneakers.

But it only was when I opened my closet that I noticed that I was wrong about another factor. My old clothes were not present. Sofia, who I thought, had bought more things for her than for me, was, in fact, only a misunderstanding and an early judgment on my part.

My dressing room now resembled that of the young master of an influential family; the clothes and shoes I saw in front of me were probably as expensive as Mike's, surely more, just by seeing their prices on their labels.

But why, instead of the joy, do I feel a bitter taste in my heart?!

How much money had this girl spent exactly?! I only 'slept' for about three hours, and yet, she had time to do all this!? Sigh, she is dangerously competent as a maid; I can't help but admit it.

And that's this perfection she has as a maid that causes me a real problem! I need re-, no, I