Amber Mason all but fled from the side of Mr. Mabel.


    After arriving at the hotel, registering for the room, and sending the contract to his email, Amber Mason took off in a rush.


    If she didn''t leave quickly, she feared she wouldn''t be able to suppress the urge to sink her teeth into that fair neck.


    On the way back, her fangs had fully extended, and she could barely keep them hidden. Had it not been the dead of night with no one around, Amber Mason wouldn''t have dared to get out of the car.


    Gasping for breath, she reached home. Only after the last trace of the sweet smell of that blood had completely dissipated did she start to wash up.


    Twenty years of ascetic practice, and she almost lost control. She was still too weak.


    In the glass mirror, her pallid skin was devoid of any color. Her sweet - featured face, when she smiled, resembled a bright moon, yet her eyes were as cold as the depths of winter.


    Her prominent fangs peeked out beneath her red lips. Amber Mason slightly opened her mouth, and the two protruding fangs were like sharp blades, capable of piercing a throat with a single strike.


    Her eyes, which had turned red due to the stimulation of the sweet - scented blood, had quietly reverted to a completely human - like appearance.


    How long had it been since her last meal this time?


    Amber Mason gave a self - deprecating smile. It had only been ten days, yet she had become so desperate for blood. It was just a small wound, and she had been on the verge of turning into a wild beast the next second.


    Buzz, buzz.


    A message came through on her phone. It was from Beta, her only同族 friend in this city.


    "Ten days. It''s time for you to feed. Come over."


    Looking at the cold words on the screen, Amber Mason let out a soft sigh.


    Got it. I''ll come at the usual time tonight.


    In this world, spirits, demons, and ghosts are all drawn to the human world because it offers a warmth and liveliness unlike the other side. Especially for her kind, only by walking among humans can they feel truly alive.


    The warm blood and bodies of humans are things they can no longer hope for after becoming what they are. Eternal life also means eternal coldness and solitude.


    The chime of the email notification rang out. Amber Mason immediately checked and was surprised to find that it was an email from the young Mr. Mabel from yesterday.


    Dear Miss Amber, there are some details regarding the contract that need to be discussed. Do you have the time? Could we meet?


    The cold characters suddenly evoked the sweet memories from yesterday that had driven her to the brink of madness.


    Her slender, white fingers immediately typed a reply without the slightest hesitation.


    I''m truly sorry. Yesterday was just a temporary arrangement. Other colleagues will follow up on the subsequent issues of the contract. A dedicated person will contact you, Mr. Mabel.


    Moments later, a reply email arrived.


    Very well. Thank you for your help yesterday, Miss Amber.The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.


    Amber Mason replied with"You''re welcome. It''s my duty" and promptly closed the computer. She got herself ready in the shortest possible time and went out to work.


    She was a junior editor at a publishing house, usually tasked with running errands and revising documents. She never took on outstanding tasks and had no ambition to strive for advancement.


    If she wanted to remain in the human world for the long term, she had to learn to hide herself.


    "Amber, do you have time tonight? I''d like to invite you to dinner!"


    It was the group chief editor in charge of signing books who had asked for her help yesterday. He leaned in affectionately."Thanks to you for saving the situation yesterday. I really must treat you to a meal."


    The blood vessels hidden beneath her skin throbbed, as if issuing the most sincere invitation.


    Amber Mason put some distance between them."Alva, I have an appointment tonight. Maybe next time."


    "Oh~ I see. Is it your boyfriend, right?"


    Amber Mason smiled, remembering that once, Beta had come to pick her up personally for fear that she might run into trouble if she didn''t feed in time. He had been mistaken for her boyfriend.


    After that, the news that she had a boyfriend had deterred many men who had wanted to get close to her. Amber Mason neither confirmed nor denied it.


    "All right then. I won''t be the one to break you two up. Tomorrow! Make sure you''re available for me!" Alva patted her on the shoulder and turned to enter the office.


    Amber Mason returned to her seat. The bright, warm sunlight poured in directly from outside and landed on the back of her hand.


    Those beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, and she gave a gentle smile. The vampire clan in the new century had evolved to no longer fear sunlight, garlic, or crosses.


    The ability to walk in the sunlight is the sole boon bestowed upon them by evolution.


    The phone rang again. It was Beta.


    Don''t forget. Otherwise, I''ll come and fetch you myself.


    Amber Mason couldn''t help but laugh. Before she could reply to the message, the phone call came through.


    Beta''s voice was like the most frigid spring water, devoid of any emotional warmth, deliberate and icily piercing.


    "Seven o''clock. If I don''t see you, I''ll come and seize you."


    Amber Mason twitched the corners of her mouth. "Got it, you nagging old man."


    A soft chuckle came from the other end of the line. "Kids should be obedient and not throw tantrums at every turn."


    Amber Mason promptly hung up the phone and let out a sigh.


    A 300 - year - old vampire, what else could he be but an old man?


    At precisely seven in the evening, neither early nor late, as soon as Amber Mason stood at the door, the door was opened from the inside.


    His supple black hair was simply tied back. A pair of gold - rimmed glasses with a strong scholarly air adorned his straight nose, concealing the beast - like sharp eyes behind them.


    His handsome and refined features wore a faint, lazy smile. Dressed in simple and clean home clothes, he exuded a touch of earthly warmth.


    "Very punctual, kid."


    "How could I dare to let you come and grab me?" Amber Mason grinned, revealing her two fangs. Beta also smiled, his fangs faintly visible.


    Amber Mason strode in, casually tossing her bag on the ground and kicking her shoes aside as well.


    "Give it to me. I''m starving."


    Beta laughed, stepped over her shoes, and walked to the refrigerator. A blood bag was taken out.


    Amber Mason took it and started gulping it down. "This is... from whose body? It actually tastes quite good."


    Watching Amber Mason hungrily down the blood bag, Beta sat on the sofa. "A vampire who doesn''t use her fangs to suck blood and can only drink from blood bags. Do you know how many of our kind mock you for being finicky and timid?"


    "Let them say whatever they want. I don''t care anyway."


    In just a few minutes, the blood bag was emptied.


    Amber Mason extended her tongue to lick the bloodstains on the edge of the blood - bag opening, not wanting to waste a single drop. Ever since that incident twenty years ago, she could no longer use her fangs to suck blood.


    Beta, who knew about this, had silently taken on the responsibility of taking care of her diet. Every once in a while, he would prepare blood bags for her.


    "Still can''t forget it?"


    Beta rose and walked over, his pale, well - defined fingers gently stroking her head.


    "Ah... I can''t."


    Amber Mason raised the corners of her mouth bitterly. "Every time I''m about to bite down, that scene plays out in my mind. My hands are covered in blood, and the person in my arms... is as cold as I am."


    "As a vampire, you''re actually afraid of human death?" Beta shook his head helplessly. "Well, blood bags aren''t so bad either."


    Amber Mason gave a lopsided smile. Precisely because of this, she never attended any gatherings of their kind. Apart from Beta, she didn''t like interacting with any of her fellow vampires.


    "Are you staying tonight?"


    "Mmm..."


    Amber Mason mumbled vaguely as she nestled into the sofa. Only here could she temporarily forget that sweet, suffocating taste.


    In her dream, the little boy in her arms had bright eyes that were filled with the sight of her covered in blood.


    There was no fear in those eyes, only a smile and an unknown vortex.


    As if trying to pull her down with him.


    Amber Mason frowned slightly. It''s been twenty years. Who on earth are you? Let me go.