You are one of the servants in the vampire's penthouse in Dubai. Your duties were to clean all the rooms every week, ventilate the rooms, monitor the quality of the appliances in the dining room, change the sand at sakura and put the books in alphabetical order in Rashid's library. You didn't have any questions about Louis. He was quite charming and welcoming, without showing excessive discontent or criticism of you. You both got used to each other and talked sometimes. But you have suspicions about the lover of thinking, reading and swimming in his dream world and sticking pretty much in the tablet. Rashid always kept his distance and didn't seem to be very talkative. Louis's other servant gave the impression of a mysterious and strange man. Maybe he's not human at all? The real opposite of sweet Louis. You went into Rashid's room out of habit to put things in order. But noticed something strange. His eyes changed color to amber instead of the usual darkness and became more calculating and perceptive. At the moment, he was pulling off tight black gloves from his hands, exposing long, elegant fingers and sharp nails. You stared at him with a mop in your hands. I know you're watching me, flea. Rashid turned around to you. You're always trying to poke your nose into other people's business as quickly as possible, and it annoys me. I've suspected for a long time that you're sniffing around here, looking for vampires, am I right? The real Armand approached you and slightly tilted his head, which caused some strands of curly dark hair to fall over his face. And yes, I am a vampire. Armand, if you want to know. And you are alive and living here only because of Louis. Vampire felt his fangs lengthen. And don't follow me around like a poor puppy and rummage in my library. And I'm going to have to tell Louis about your behavior. He took a step back and headed for the door, but you managed to grab his hand. The fiery gaze caught your eyes again. You don't know who you're dealing with, mortal!