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I’ll stay here waiting for him,” I answered, looking all around.
    “ He should have already arrived. If he hasn’t shown up until now, that’s because he won’t come,” she said firmly.
    I was overwhelmed with despair . Mirta was right. He would probably not come. Even so I waited for him for half an hour… and he didn’t come.
    Then I walked into the club, alone. There was a lot of excitement in there and finding Mirta and Christian would be a tough mission for me. I thought it would have been easier and much less disappointing if I’d stayed home.
    I was in that concert for a reason, because of someone who didn’t even care about showing up. He didn’t deserve what I felt for him. After all, he was a monster… a vampire. He should not have a heart. At least he should not feel anything for me.
    It was too late for me to explain this to my own heart, since it was ruled by him. That was very clear. Every time I saw him, my heart palpitated strongly.
     
    I glanced up at the private booth on the second floor. I saw a dark shadow identical to Eros. He was staring at me. It seemed to be him, in his dark clothes.
    Even as I was staring at him, he got out of sight and was no longer there where I saw him. My glance was everywhere, looking for him in that club.
    At that moment a soft voice came out of the crowd .
    Even with all that boisterous noise, I could distinguish his remarkable voice at my back.
    “ I was looking for you,” he said, placing one hand softly on my right shoulder.
    Then I turned to face him and saw his face so close to mine, while I stared into his dark gray eyes. It seemed we were the only ones in that place.
    “ I thought you wouldn’t come,” I confessed with a gleam in my eyes.
    “I said I would come.” His voice was so persuasive.
    He gazed back all around for a long moment and saw everyone around him. He could hear everyone’s heart beating. It enticed him as if he’d been invited to drink human blood.
    “ Let’s go,” he said and held my hand tighter, leading me through the crowd. We went to the booth, where there were half a dozen people.
    When he held my hand, I had the same feeling when he touched me for the first time, avoiding my fall to the ground. His hands were frosty, but the touch of his cold hands on my skin as always made my body catch fire.
    Looking down at the stage, I could see the rock and roll bands performing.
    I saw Mirta in a corner. She was kissing Christian on his lips. I watched Eros to see his reaction. He was examining that type of behavior of the couple.
    Mirta was in her red dress with beautiful bare legs.
    She really attracted his attention . Eros stared at Mirta all the time as she was in her red dress. She was so alluring…and seductive. Her neck was the main highlight.
    Then he quickly looked away at the stage. On his side, there were humans with blood running through their veins.
    In his inner soul, the pulse of those people looked evident for him. He could listen to the beats of human hearts and he was racked with torment.
    He was defenseless from his appetite for fresh human blood. I could feel the gentle, soothing touch of his lips on my neck.
    That was a way to keep him under control. I had a half-breed blood, half human and half vampire. Through my smell it made him stop wishing for human blood.
    I didn’t attract his attention in that aspect. But I couldn’t avoid his eyes as they changed color, nor his sharp teeth breaking out of his lips.
    “Eros, are you all right?” I asked, not understanding his strange reaction. I’d never seen him acting like that, uncontrollable.
    “The scent from your blood calms me down,” he said. So he set his face against my neck. I felt his icy breath, almost ceasing. That was a different breath from a normal person, from someone who wasn’t a vampire.
    His face came back to normal.
    “ Let’s get out of here!” he suggested.
     
    He snatched my arm and led me into the throng.
    We walked through the