It was already close to midnight by the time Vlad sent Chloe back to her dormitory. While Vlad was looking at the building, a few blocks away, the one where Seraphina lived on the fourth floor, a voice came from the front.
"Ahem-ahem."
Vlad's eyes shifted forward, finding a middle-aged woman wearing cat-eyed glasses. She wore a short, skin-tight shirt that revealed her waist and belly button. Her legs were covered in low-waisted formal trousers.
In her hand, she carried an arm-sized black rod that had beaten countless boyfriends who had tried to sneak into the dormitories of their girlfriends.
"Since your girlfriend already went inside, why are you still loitering here?" she demanded, her brown eyes narrowing at Vlad.
'D-damn! Why is she here?' Vlad gulped inwardly. "Chill, lady. I was just about to leave as well."
He scoffed, pivoting on his feet. He walked away in confident strides, his demeanor in complete contrast to his nervous thoughts.
