A/N : Sorry, for delay. I am actually planing the rest of the story. Making more levels and such.
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The next morning came slowly, golden light streaming into the chamber where strength now rested beside beauty and hunger. Asher was the first to wake, already dressed before the others stirred—though all four noticed the moment he moved. None of them missed much these days. Veyra stretched like a cat, her pale skin glowing faintly, while Catherine propped herself up on one elbow with a sly grin. Freya and Valeris exchanged a knowing look.
The next day began with quiet stillness. Sunlight slipped past heavy curtains in the hotel's top-floor suite, casting soft shadows over silk sheets and tangled limbs. Asher had already risen, careful not to wake the four women sprawled around him. Their skin still carried traces of last night's indulgence—fang marks, flushed cheeks, and a lingering aura of something feral and deeply vampiric.
