Evelyn
The movement in the underworld of the Mouth of Hell was mild, since the night had only just begun.
I was sprawled over one of the red velvet sofas scattered throughout the hall, my head resting in my palm while I watched, bored, the blond vampire glide his fingers masterfully across the keys of the black grand piano.
He warmed up his vocal cords, harmonizing with the rhythm of the piano melody. His voice was deep, melodic, and serene. I could fall asleep peacefully listening to him sing like that.
The song sounded familiar. I paid attention to the chords, trying to identify it.
"Killing Me Softly With His Song, isn’t it?"
"Bingo." Viktor flashed a brief smile, seeming satisfied that I had guessed correctly.
I straightened on the sofa. All his mystery intrigued me. And if I w
