In the eastern part of the city, there’s a small hospital established and managed by Sebastian’s friend. It was built with red bricks and stone but cozy inside. People often went to visit for check-ups, noble or not, it welcomes all. “Ah!” Macro cried in pain when Sebastian poked his wounds. They went to the clinic right after they left the store. “Not bad,” Sebastian said while nodding his head. “It will be better if it bleeds,” he added and squeezed the wounds harder. “AH! Mi-milady, h-help!” Lavinia glared at the man who seemed to enjoy abusing the lad. She couldn’t do much to help the boy dress his wounds, or she’d get out of control and do something despicable. Something that always occurred whenever she encountered blood. Lavinia wouldn’t deny the fact that she hurt people before but when she checked the place where she hid the body, no one was there. Causing her to think that it was just a dream that kept on haunting her. She couldn’t bring herself to ask Sebastian. If ther
“Pft!” Lavinia covered her mouth when she heard what the boy asked. She was sure that Sebastian wouldn’t be happy once he learned about it. “Does Sebastian look funny? You're trying not to laugh when I mentioned his name,” the lad said, painting his face with curiosity. “Wahahahaha!” Lavinia burst into laughter. “H-he's not, it's just... hahaha, he's not my father.” The young fellow nodded his head. "He's your lover then?" he asked, looking up to meet Lavinia's brown eyes. Lavinia, fascinated at the young boy's eye glow, wasn't able to utter a word for a sec as a response. "I could see the clear sky in your peeper," she whispered. "It’s deep-ocean blue," the young boy corrected, flaunting his beautiful aqua eyes. "It's rare for our kind to have this eye color, don't you think they're lovely?" "They're wonderful," Lavinia complimented, referring to the boy's eye color, not his exact eyes. "Coming from you who have a pair of brown eyes, I don't feel honored. But you have a unique
Rupert pulled a face when Sebastian came back later than he expected. The lovers were affectionate, walking in, side by side. “I’m a doctor, why do I have to keep an eye on this boy for the whole two hours?” Rupert crossed his legs, raising a brow in front of his best buddy, neglecting the fact that his best friend was no other than the vampire lord. “Who told you to watch the boy sleep? You could have just left him in the room and done something productive,” Sebastian said, frowning. “Thank you for taking care of Marco, Sir,” Lavinia said. She turned to see the sleeping boy, smiling, as she sat on the chair next to the bed. Rupert scratched his nape, “There’s no need to thank me, my lady.” He tried not to sound too sweet or else Sebastian would be jealous again. “How’s the boy?” Sebastian asked, gesturing to Rupert to come closer. “Is he healthy?” Rupert tilted his head to the side and walked out of the room, Sebastian followed. “You’re not planning to feed this boy’s blood to
Rupert’s eyes widened when Latina glared at him. He knew that the lady was strong and yet; he didn’t prepare for his doom. His body trembled in fear. The devil snow dissipated, but he could still feel icy. A tear fell from his eye when he realized something. He was scared, so scared. “Sebastian, she will kill me…” Rupert shuddered as he looked at his friend’s eyes, begging for help. “S-save me.” Latina got off the bed. She ambled towards Rupert and stared at him. “Was it you?” she turned her gaze to Sebastian, “Or was it you?” Sebastian attempted to speak, but he was too late, Latina had already knitted his mouth with invisible life thread, a string that was said to be made of an immortal life force, the secret behind the unmoving attack of high-level vampires. It was stronger than iron and could resist fire, in fact, the more the person who was tied with the fiber moved, the more their energy weakened. &nb
Latina groaned, there was a heavy object pinning her down. Unable to move, she opened her eyes. “Sebastian?” she called when she recognized the man relaxing on top of her. “Ah!” she yelled when she felt a hand groping her breast. “Stupid Sebastian,” Latina murmured. “Hmm, you’re awake.” Sebastian gave her a sweet peck. “You’ve been sleeping since we left the city,” the man informed. Latina made a face, “Why didn’t you wake me up? Ah, I don’t remember what happened.” “It doesn’t matter, we’re finally home,” Sebastian pressed his lips on hers. “Say, do you mind if we make love tonight?” The lady’s cheeks turned bright red, “W-why are you even asking? D-don’t you f-find it awkward?” Sebastian smirked, “I know right. But isn’t it nice being asked for once? I don’t want to force you this time.” “No! I
“Mm… um…” Sebastian chuckled when Latina made lewd sounds while taking his entire length inside her mouth. Grunts and groans replaced his chuckles when Latina bobbed her head up and down, pulling and pushing her favorite banana in and out of her cavity. The sound of Sebastian’s penis gliding on her saliva and bumping her throat was too sexy to resist. “Ugh!” Sebastian groaned. Latina made him feel fantastic, he won’t deny that. He grabbed Latina’s hair and pulled them. The lady didn’t complain and let the man pull her hair as much as he wanted. Instead, she moved her head faster, pumping the juices out of Sebastian’s. With teary-eyes, she looked at her man who was pursing his lips. Unsatisfied by Sebastian’s reaction, Latina clutched his balls to play with her hand. “Argh!” Latina smiled and let go of Sebastian’s thing. She could tell that the man was alm
The crescent moon appeared in the sky as the wind blew the clouds away, revealing its unique beauty that's rather intriguing than the full moon. Millions of stars were scattered around it, together, emitting a cool radiant glow, lighting the couple below. Sebastian sank his fangs on Latina's skin, sipping her blood while his thing was still on the move, poking deeper inside her. "AGH!" Latina groaned in pain coming from her neck, but the given pleasure struck her down there was extraordinary too. The pink petals falling from above changed colors, getting richer and darker. The moonlight was not enough to get her out of her dark world. She knew that the window was just beside her. She would be able to see a much brighter world if she tried to resist, and looked at the sky but, Latina was tired of running away, worn out from being a coward. "No, my pink love... don't steal it away from me," Lat
“Latina?” Sebastian called for the nth time. No one answered. The kitchen was cold and neat, with no trace of someone using it since last night. The utensils were properly arranged on their trays, unmoved since the last time they used them. Sebastian checked every corner in the mansion. He panicked when he couldn’t find the lady anywhere inside. “Did she run away?” Sebastian asked no one in particular, having cold sweats. His mind went blank. He was certain that Latina was still under his spell last night. But the lady said something unlikely after she drank his blood. “Could it be that she remembers? She’s capable of breaking my spell, but she’s wearing the Lhaphrite stone.” Sebastian continued to ponder. He closed his eyes to concentrate. If Latina had left the mansion, she wouldn’t be able to easily get out of the thick forest. His ability to perceive one’s location wasn’t as good compared