I wore a restraint bracelet designed to suppress bloodlust—a gift from my parents when they sought help after noticing my addiction at eight years old.
I wanted to see if I'd encounter Martin again. Though honestly uncertain if I'd run into him again since yesterday was our first meeting at Green Bar. He might just be passing through. Anxiously entering that night filled with trepidation about possibly not finding him again, fearing that this one man who made me feel different would vanish without a trace.
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But as soon as I entered the bar, I spotted a familiar figure. A satisfied smile crept across my face. It seemed like fate was on my side.
But while others might attribute their fate to destiny, mine was orchestrated by human hands. This was something I would only realize later.
As I walked towards Martin, I noticed two women trying to flirt with him.
I couldn't hear what they were saying, but their desires were evident on their faces.
But it appeared that Martin had turned them down.
The two women left in disappointment.
"What a coincidence," I said, sitting down next to Martin and ordering a bourbon.
"Actually, I don't usually come here," he replied, looking at me with a shy smile.
I tilted my head slightly, not quite understanding what he meant. However, the fact that he had rejected those two women but not me made me very happy.
"I wanted to try my luck and see if I could run into you again," Martin said earnestly, looking into my eyes.
His eyes were beautiful—dark and shiny like obsidian, captivating enough to mesmerize me.
"Were you waiting for me?" My pupils trembled at his words, stirring something within me.
Suddenly, Martin leaned closer, causing my heart to race wildly as if it might leap from my chest.
Wearing a blood-suppressing bracelet, I successfully kissed him that day.
We quickly fell deeply in love.
Vampires can amplify emotions. The joy I felt with Martin was intoxicating, pulling me deeper into his gentle trap.
I had fallen for Martin.
Every day, I reveled in the sweetness of finding my beloved. My entire world was enveloped in love. It was the first time I experienced such bliss—finding a loyal partner felt like this.
My infatuation continued until my parents sent me a message insisting that I break up with him and return immediately.
But I refused adamantly. They were powerless against my resolve and could only advise me to stay safe and not get hurt.