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"Okay." The little girl ran into the flower garden and was as beautiful as a little princess. The pink dress made Nina's skin glow. Nanami Vincent looks at Nina. Her eyes are gentle like water. If Nanami Vincent's love for Augustus's previous life is stubborn and wants to monopolize, then Nanami Vincent's feelings for Nina are protection. Nina is like a small and bright being that appeared in the life of Nanami Vincent. A vampire who went to raise a human child. "Mommy." Nina picked a rose and ran to Nanami Vincent.

But the funny thing was, she even parted her lips like she was encouraging him to kiss her more. "Looks like you forgot something, miss Gabriel." He spoke softly. His hands gripped the edge of the table as he leaned over her. His scent and the warmth of his breath hit her face and his face was only a few inches away from her but she doesn't have the strength to avoid or push him. It was as if she was paralyzed in her seat. It seems like he was sucking her, his musky scent makes her lose her sanity. "Nina!" Nina blinked and her eyes widened as she turned to the door and saw Diether there glaring at them. She stood up while Hayes calmly stood up straight too. Not even bothered.

At the study doorway stood Nina in a beige silk dress. She wore a slight smile, but for an instant a strange glint flickered in her eyes. “Yes, keep fighting. The uglier it gets, the better tomorrow’s show will be.”

“There’s someone here to see you.” I didn’t even look up. “Who?” “She says her name is Nina.” My jaw tightened. Of course. “Let her in,” I said finally. Zade stepped aside, and Nina walked in like she owned the room. She was dressed in a black gown, very slick and fitted, showing her curves majestically. Her hair was pinned up, a few loose strands framing her face. “You’ve been ignoring my calls,” she said, closing the door behind her, as her dark and dangerous seductive eyes landed on me.

But Kamara was glowing. The toy still pulsed inside her, each vibration making her thighs twitch beneath the tablecloth. She tried to sip her coffee. Her hand shook. Then— Click. The setting changed. The pulse became a slow, filthy throb, right against her G-spot. She nearly dropped her cup. Her breath hitched. She looked up. Across the dining area… Nia. Boots spread. Jacket open. Arms folded. Her eyes locked onto Kamara with such dark, feral hunger it felt like she was being fucked across the room.

“But that’s not what it was.” He looked between me and Nina. “I guess Gia and your little girlfriend go all the way back,” he said. The silence that followed was the loudest thing in the room. I turned to look at Nina. She had gone completely white. Not the pale of fear from before. Something deeper than that. The color of someone watching two separate worlds they’d been carefully keeping apart collide in a single sentence. Her hands were shaking against the rope at her wrists. Her eyes found mine. And in them I saw everything she hadn’t told me. Everything she’d been protecting. Gia. Her mother. The card. The café with the green door. All of it written across her face in the space of one se

The figure loomed in the dimly lit chamber, his black robe swaying unnaturally as if moved by an invisible wind. The strange star symbol etched on his chest seemed to pulse with dark energy, radiating an unsettling aura that filled the room. Maria and Nina exchanged a tense glance, their bodies taut with anticipation. Maria's fingers moved subtly, forming precise gestures that Nina immediately understood: Secure the evidence. No mistakes. Nina nodded slightly, sliding the gathered documents and camera into her satchel. Her movements were swift but deliberate, ensuring nothing would be left behind.

NINA I open the bedroom door, and the moment I step inside, I find Eros on his knees, elbows on the floor. He’s moaning in pain; his body is trembling as he arches his back. I rush over and drop to my knees in front of him. “Eros, you—” I don’t finish. His hand clamps around my throat, hard. His eyes are clouded, grayish-black, like he’s somewhere far away, and dark veins begin spreading across his face.

Nina's POV I thought the director was the plausible one. He had always been good to me. But... today, was something I still couldn't apprehend. The man who interrogated me today was somebody else. "Or did he become ruthless, out of the blue?" I asked myself after I got rescued by a strange guy. I recognized it was the guy I met in the morning before I went into the Arena. I could recollect his name was Ajax, and he asked me to go home and meet him the next day at the Glee clubs. But I confirmed to him that I'll never go back there again. Despite all his pleadings...I still insisted. Until he went as far as telling me that the director was his brother and that he would talk to him. When I was

Malia ”Shut up! All of you!” Nina barked, her eyes locking onto mine with disbelief. Her grip on my collar tightened for a moment before she hesitated, glancing at Asher standing like a barrier between us. Finally, she released me. My knees buckled, but Asher caught me before I hit the floor. His touch was steady, more comforting than expected. I didn't want to lean into him, but his firm arm held me up. His scent surrounded me, making it harder to stay angry. He set me upright, his grip lingering as our eyes briefly met, his hazel gaze softening.