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After several passionate kisses and the unease that entangled her heart, Vero left the hotel room. She tiptoed like a thief, peering down the hallway, making sure there was no one else but her.

Behind her, Lev whispered, “Hurry home.”

Vero didn’t look back, but she smiled upon hearing her lover’s farewell greeting.

As she closed the door behind her, a longing overwhelmed her, causing her chest to tighten. Although they had just met, it felt like their encounter was too brief to heal anything within her.

When Vero approached the hotel room where Josh was last seen, the guy suddenly appeared from the corridor leading to the emergency stairs. He was out of breath, and his eyes widened.

“There you are!” he exclaimed. “I thought those bloodsuckers kidnapped you!”

He stretched out his arms, wanting to embrace Vero, but she pushed him away while glancing toward the door of Lev’s room. Lev could come out of hiding and tear Josh’s hands away, just as he did to Vincent, if he saw them hugging.