The man spoke with a few light coughs, his sickly appearance not diminishing the natural aura he radiated. The Buddhist beads on his wrist were wrapped several times, vibrant and striking, symbolizing his cold, ascetic nature.
He was already tall, and now, standing in the hotel corridor, his long legs and strong physique made him appear even more striking, almost out of place in this world.
“So, how did you get in here when even the telecom signal is down?” Amelia asked, gripping his wrist and pulling him into the room.
They were standing very close to each other.
Carl hadn’t expected her to act so suddenly. His nose brushed against her hair, and as he lowered his gaze, he could catch the faint fragrance of her.
Amelia’s “girlfriend power” was unmatched—quick and precise. Anything tha
