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2_ we meet

Several months ago...

"Lea, lighten up! It's James' birthday, and we were going to celebrate it anyway, even if we weren't working today. We owe it to our boss for giving us the day off!" Ellie, my friend, said with a cheerful grin. Despite her enthusiasm, I was filled with anxiety. However, I knew I needed to let loose occasionally, even if it was just a smidgen.

I sighed... Ellie was right, but I was apprehensive about my grandparents' reaction if they found out I had skipped work. They would undoubtedly be furious and would likely punish me again. But a moment of clarity pulled me out of my spiraling thoughts, and all my worries evaporated when I spotted an intriguing man in the bar.

This was unusual for me. For nearly two years of working at the bar, whenever a coworker urged me to take a break to check out a 'hot' guy, I always found them unimpressive. But now...

I found myself captivated by the deepest blue eyes that sparkled under the club's lights. But why did they suddenly seem bloodshot? Was I imagining things? Regardless, they were the most stunning eyes I had ever seen on a man.

They were sleepy yet hinted at a violent streak. They looked wicked and cruel, yet brimmed with confidence and arrogance. His hair was unkempt, as if he had never heard of a comb, but it suited him. He had long eyelashes and thick eyebrows. His nose was sharp, and his lips were perfectly shaped. Why did God bestow all the good features on one person, while others had none?

However, his tight-lipped expression made me uneasy. He was a stranger, yet he acted as if I were his girlfriend. Yes, I felt a strange fluttering sensation inside me. Who wouldn't feel that way if a handsome, rugged man came to their rescue? I bet he had a chiseled body hidden beneath that black leather jacket. Why was I so taken with him? Who was he, anyway?

And why did he want me to go with him? What would he want in return for helping me? How dare he?

That's why I kicked him where it would hurt the most. What did he take me for? A cheap woman?

Fuming, I stomped back into the bar where my friends had practically handed me over to that man. Just because he was good-looking? What if he was a serial killer, a rapist, or even a vampire? Okay, I admit, I was being dramatic.

But they had abandoned me! For heaven's sake! Did they not realize I had no idea who that man was?

"Is that Razel James Benevento? Girl, didn't he used to be such a nice guy? Didn't you have a crush on him in our senior year?"

"Ha... That's Razel, my Razel James Benevento, the sweetest boy in town. Maybe he just lost his patience with that drunk guy, that's all."

"Ha, maybe the pretty girl is his girlfriend, that's why he's protecting her."

Enough, please! Razel doesn't have a girlfriend. As I said before, my dear Razel just lost his patience because he's too kind. He saw that the drunk guy was acting inappropriately with the girl. He was just trying to protect her.

"I'm not so sure, girl..."

"Alright, enough speculation."

As I turned to my friend, I overheard the two girls talking about the boy who had come to my rescue. So, his name is Razel James Benevento, the 'good boy.' I decided to look him up on F******k using my old phone.

In another dimension, two twin vampire brothers were weeping, separated amidst a battle between God's most powerful supernatural creations. One was held by their father, the other by their mother.

They were separated due to the war; one managed to cross into the other dimension, while the other was trapped for many years.

After decades of trying, the other one finally crossed the dimension. He is now searching for his father and twin brother, who are somewhere in the human world.

Troy Lance has been searching for his twin brother Travis RAZEL for years now, but there's no trace of them. But he never gives up. Maybe they've been separated for too many decades? Maybe his father thinks he and his mother are already dead. Regardless, he knows they will reunite someday.

Troy

As twilight approached, I parked my motorcycle in front of one of the most upscale bars I've come across and ordered a drink.

The place was buzzing, people were laughing and dancing, and even the DJ was energetically jumping with his hands in the air. As a vampire with heightened hearing, it was a bit annoying, but this place was perfect for hunting, and who knows, someone here might know my brother. As the crowd grew, more girls approached me, offering themselves. 'If only they knew that offering themselves to me meant I'd be drinking their blood.' They touched me all over, and I just smirked.

"Let's start with a drink, babe," I suggested, imagining literally drinking from them. I flashed them a charming smile, and they burst into laughter.

But then, as if time had stopped, a girl walked in. She seemed to be moving in slow motion.

A young woman and her friends entered. She was modestly dressed, unlike the other girls around me. But why did her scent appeal to me so much? I couldn't take my eyes off her. Her beauty and scent were intoxicating. It was like an instant addiction.

She seemed lost in thought, not really paying attention to her friends. Her innocence was endearing.

The young woman sat down with her friends. Wait? Why was I feeling this way? I couldn't believe I was looking at her like that. Had I had too much to drink? Among the crowd, she was the only one I could see.

What on earth is happening? I didn't realize I could get drunk. I've only been here a few hours. There's no way I could be this intoxicated after just a few drinks.

I think I need to splash some water on my face. I head to the restroom and sit for a while to cool down. When I feel better, I leave and head straight to the dance floor to regain my composure.

As expected, there are girls all around me. "I want you, baby," they purr seductively, pulling me close and whispering, "Your place or mine?" Tss...

If I hadn't seen that girl, I might have taken one of these girls to a quiet corner, but I'm not hungry right now. I want that innocent girl more than anything else. What is happening to me? It's like I'm a teenage boy who can't control his hormones.

I was about to respond to one of the girls when I see her again out of the corner of my eye. The girl I was watching earlier. She's arguing with some random guy. Where are her friends? Why is she alone? I want to ignore her, but she's too enticing.

When I see the man grab her behind, my vampire blood boils. Why? Why is she all alone? She doesn't even fit in here; she looks too innocent.

I take small steps towards them, keeping an eye on the situation.

"Stop bothering me; I'm not going with you! If you want, you can go to hell by yourself!" she retorts.

I smile and murmur to myself, "That's my girl."

But I guess he didn't hear her because her voice was too soft, so I intervene by grabbing his wrist and twisting it, remembering how he lasciviously groped the innocent girl.

I smile and warn him, "You'll be in serious trouble if you touch her again." I glare at the drunk man menacingly. I feel a surge of anger coursing through me. I see red everywhere.

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