Lying in their bed at their Parisian hotel, Luca had his arms wrapped protectively around Mina. The bed was still broken, and the mattress was sitting on the floor with the bed covers splayed out on the floor around them.
“What will the hotel do when they see the broken bed?” she asked in a panic.
“This is a Vampire hotel, Mina,” he chuckled. “This isn’t the first time this has happened, and it certainly won’t be the last. Our enhanced strength during lovemaking can lead to many incidents such as this. I assure you, it’s perfectly normal.”
Mina curled up even closer against Luca, their bodies still naked from their intimate encounter. Luca’s fingertips caressed her arm absentmindedly, while his other hand picked up a book off of Mina’s bedside table.
“Ah, Madame Bovary,” Luca nodded.
