Inside a clean-looking attached bathroom with white tiles If you look in the mirror, you'll notice a handsome man with short black hair, a short beard, dark eyes, and a small pimple on his left cheek. examining his lovely face by rubbing it with his left hand, thinking deeply about something.

"I need to shave," he said as he looked in the mirror.

Taking the razor in his right hand, he began shaving his short beard neatly.

This is serious. If I could help her in some way, why did she hide so many things from me—dammit, even the certificate? Go to hell. uaaaah

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"So you're saying these cards -- identity cards, driver's licenses, everything -- are all fake?"

"Umm -- yeah, babe, they're fake," she admitted, nodding toward me.

Draco massaged his head before looking at her calm face and then at those fake cards.

"What about that job—you're the manager of Blue Grape Trading Company, right?"

"Meh, fake"

"What! fake?" "Tell me in detail."

She looked at me with a smug look on her face and said, "Your small brain won't understand how money laundering works."

"Are you serious??"

She sighed and said with a straight face, "Alright, I'll tell you how it works."

"Before I ran away from my clan, I cashed out all the money from my bank and gave it to an underground money laundering organization; they helped me get all the fake cards and official papers to set up a bank account and a fake company with that money, and then I started working as an employee there while they transferred money to my bank account monthly as a salary."

"Thus!"

"I converted my currency without going through any legal means, Ha Ha" she said proudly

"Ohh , SO On top of being a vampire, you are a criminal as well WOW"

"I did murder some vampires, that’s true."

"Can you at least show some guilt?"

"What do you expect from me? ,I can’t just leave that money rotting in my account while it gets seized by the bank after finding out that I am a rogue Vampire."

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Looking towards her, I asked in a serious tone.

"Umm- - 'Azrael,' is that your real name?"

She turned to face him and muttered, "Maybe."

Draco was stunned. He stared at her for a short while before speaking.

"What about your age? Don't tell me that's fabricated as well."

She shifted her chair and stood there with a poker face, not responding to his questions.

She turned her head away from my face and said, "Babe, I think I should sleep," before moving towards the bedroom.

"Don't try to avoid my questions!"

"What about our marriage certificate?"

"That's fake too, right!?" he exclaimed.

She gave him a sidelong glance as she entered the bedroom, shutting the door behind her.

"Everything's Fake," sighs.

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"Done; it looks good," Draco said. looking at his freshly shaved face.

Why ? At the very least, she can tell me her real name. I did bombard her with numerous questions. But what did she expect? It will be revealed sooner or later, but I don't want her to get into any trouble as a result of my actions. I have work tomorrow. Should I take some time off? I can't. I don't have any additional leaves. What am I supposed to do with my life?

After leaving the bathroom, he began walking towards the bedroom, stopping briefly at the door before opening it slightly and seeing Azrael sleeping. He approached the bed, slept next to her, and inquired.

"Are you sleeping?"

"Hmm?"

"Why did you run away?? "

"You know why I fled."

"I was pressured by my family to marry someone I didn't like."

"That's a lie."

"You don't believe me?"

"After all that, I don't."

"You really want me to believe you on this?" He said this, as he shifted his sleeping position to face her back.

"I feel like I know absolutely nothing about you."

"It's as if I'm living with an Imposter."

"I'm sorry, Draco, but I don't want to involve you in this, and I never wanted to."

"What are you going to do if they find you?"

She shifted her position and looked in his direction, saying, "You will have to wait to find out what I will do, but you don't have to worry."

"You will be safe, I promise."

"I don't require that assurance."

"Maybe I can help you?" he inquired, showing concern for her.

"No!"

"Why are you being so stubborn?"

"No, I can't involve you in this," she said, grabbing his shoulder.

Don't do anything foolish. Draco All I can do is try to avoid causing you any trouble.

"OK, go ahead and do whatever you want."

When he saw her turn around, he stopped speaking and turned his head to look around, discovering a beautiful picture of the two of them standing in their wedding gowns on a side wall.

Our wedding picture…

As he slightly adjusted his position and began to consider something, he noticed A Prize saying "Employee of the Year" A award she had received three to four months prior. After seeing that prize, he was unable to contain his laughter.

Wow, the lengths she went to disguise herself. She even awarded herself a prize for being the best employee. What a swindler! She has the potential to become a criminal mastermind or something. Perhaps she is already a major criminal, committing forgeries, money laundering, and murders.For Real

Azrael turned around to face him after hearing him laugh, then noticed the prize as she peered at the wall.

I should never have done that. How embarrassing. Perhaps I wanted him to appreciate me.

Azrael thought for a moment as she turned to face him and said in a quiet voice,

"Aura Manipulation - -

"Huh? A what?"

"That’s my ability: Aura Manipulation."

"You wanted to know about my ability, didn't you?"

"I thought You - -

"Yup, I can't tell you about my ability because it will become my weakness, but I trust you," she explained. while bringing her hand closer to his and firmly holding it.

"Good Night"

She turned around slightly to adjust her position before falling asleep.

"Good night," he said quietly, looking at her back.