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.