Chapter Two Hundred And Thirty-three: Who Is The Real Sabrina?

The sound of sexual music blasting through the speakers was the first thing Dan noticed upon getting to her doorstep; the door wasn't even locked.

Dan's face scrunched upon walking into the house, it was an embodiment of lust- Sabrina organized an all girl's sex party.

The smell of alcohol and cigarettes wafted into his nose not to mention the wantonness moans coming from the guest room, living room, and hidden corners. 

Dan's expression shifted, if this kind of sight welcomed him, there was no need guessing what was going on in Sabrina's bedroom.

Normally, these witches would have noticed the arrival of a vampire in a beehive of witches, not to mention that he was the only male among these women of various shapes and sizes but, they were too busy to care or stop him.