"You are my eternal partner, Angel..." Angel snorted loudly, pushing away Erick's arm which had been hugging him possessively. She got up from the bed, no longer caring about her innocent body that had to be displayed in front of the man. "I want to go home! Give me my clothes back!" "There are lots of clothes in the walk-in closet, you can wear whatever you want." Angel's eyes narrowed sharply. "So, you often bring other women here?!" "And you're jealous?" Erick teased with a seductive smile. Angel shook his head quickly, immediately looking away to cover his lie. "Of course not. I wouldn't care about whoever you sleep with." Angel's feet stomped in annoyance, moving towards the walk-in closet on the side of the large room. Suddenly his annoyance just evaporated, replaced by a face gaping in amazement at the appearance of the luxurious walk-in closet in front of him. It was like she was in an expensive boutique, with all kinds of clothes and accessories neatly arranged. "Hah?"

"Angel, are you okay?" Bella stared in surprise at the ten bottles of mineral water that were currently lined up on their dining table, and all of the bottles were empty because her best friend had drunk them all. "Aahh..." Angel let out a long sigh, rubbing the surface of his lips roughly. He grimaced as he leaned back. "I don't know, I feel like my throat is very dry." Bella leaned in with a probing look. "What were you doing with Erick to get thirsty like this?" Angel didn't answer immediately, her brain immediately wandered to the exciting moment a few moments ago. Slowly, he again felt the hot tingle spreading through his body as he remembered how their bodies were attached wildly at that time. "Are you guys really dating?" Angel blinked quickly, immediately neutralizing her face which must have turned red. "Earlier, we were just wandering around for a bit." "Don't hide anything from me, Miss Matthew," protested Bella with narrowed eyes. Suddenly Angel's attention wa

"I haven't changed." Angel seemed to be cupping the side of his face while looking in the mirror, observing every detail there. "My face is not pale, my eyes are still gray and-" Angel paused, bringing his palm to touch his chest. He breathed a sigh of relief when he still felt his heartbeat as usual. "I'm grateful." "Angel..." Suddenly a cry came from outside his room. "Yes, Mom!" Angel grabbed the bag on the bed, then immediately ran out of the room. He half ran down the stairs, heading straight to the dining room. "Good morning-" Angel's breath suddenly hitched when she saw Erick who was sitting on one of the dining chairs with his mother. "You-" "Morning, Angel," said Erick with a sweet smile. "Sit down, darling... Erick has come to pick you up at campus," said Mrs. Matthew. "Hah?" Angel snorted loudly, showing a sharp gaze at the man while speaking to himself. "Don't show yourself to my mother often." "Why?" Erick answered, which only Angel could hear. "Your mo

"You're too naive, Angel..." Erick seemed to be staring closely at Angel's face, who was still fast asleep. The girl must have been very tired after their union, especially when it seemed like she could never stop every time she felt pleasure from Angel's body. "You shouldn't easily trust that werewolf," said Erick as he stroked the side of Angel's face gently. "You don't know who he really is, and now I have to guard you even more closely." Erick took a deep breath, leaned forward to kiss Angel's lips briefly. He looked back at Angel's face for a moment, before finally getting out of bed and leaving the room. Angel's eyelids slowly opened, because he had actually woken up a few moments ago. He heard all the sentences Erick said, but felt so confused about whether to believe it or not. "Jack said that Erick was a very evil vampire king, but now Erick says that Jack is the one who means evil to me," muttered Angel with his gaze staring at the ceiling of the room. "So who shoul

"Why Erick?" Angel shook her head quickly. "It's okay, Mom." "Are you afraid that Erick will become a cor-" Angel immediately got up from the sofa without listening to her mother's chatter. He ran up the stairs to enter the room. His feet moved back and forth with a confused face, occasionally ruffling his own hair. "Could it be Erick? Oh my God, how could that be..." He took his cell phone out of his trouser pocket, staring blankly at the cell phone screen. "And stupidly I didn't have Erick's number to call." Angel took a deep breath, walked towards the balcony, then stood on the guardrail. He looked up slightly, looking at the blackened sky. "I- won't forgive Erick if he is the perpetrator," growled Angel as his grip on the railing tightened. "But how am I going to find out?" Angel closed his eyes, occasionally he could still hear rough gasps coming from his lips. However, in the next second Angel's eyes opened wide. "Gosh, how could I forget...." Angel closed his eyes agai