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Chapter 33

*Andrew*

Amara and I were drinking the last drops of blood from our donors today when the door to our dining hall opened with a bang, and Saul and Dimitri entered with a brisk step, covered in blood, mud, and torn clothes, chatting enthusiastically.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing? I told you not to come in like scum into a dive bar. You'll dirty the whole floor, and you know how much Sybilla hates that." I growled, watching their dirty boots leave marks on the marble.

Amara dropped the limp body she drained on the table, making sure that not a single drop of blood fell on the floor. She walked away from the table, clicking her cornflower blue stilettos on the floor, swaying her hips, tightly dressed in leather pants. Her catlike moves always turned me on, especially when she was full and ready for fun. My penis came to life again today just watching my beloved. Amara hissed as she grabbed Saul by the throat, squeezing and lifting him off the floor.

"You are the one who has
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