Chapter 12 Chapter Twelve

"Would you like something to eat, my little one?" Ferry said to John, entering the mansion.The kid was a little dizzy.But who can not be shocked by the magnificence in front of them?Ferry himself has had a similar experience. John kept turning his head, and the vestibule door closed.Tormont trotted down the stairs, looking like a nervous father.In fact, Ferry had already called him on the way home to report. The itinerary at Havers Clinic was smooth.Despite the cramps, John is healthy and the results of his ancestry tests are due soon.If they were lucky, they might be able to find the bloodline of John's ancestors, and they could help find his relatives.Actually, there is nothing to worry about.

But Tormont put his arms around the boy's shoulders anyway.The child's body softened obviously, and after some silent eyes met, the brotherhood fighter said, "I think, I will take you home." John nodded and gestured a few more times, Torment raised his head: "He said, he forgot to ask how your leg is doing." Ferry raised his knee and tapped his calf: "It's better, thank you. Take care, John." He watched the two disappear through the door under the stairwell. What a boy, he thought.Thank goodness they found him before the conversion period... The woman's scream broke into the hall, and it seemed to be alive across the balcony and swooped down.

A chill runs down Ferry's spine - Bella. He rushed to the second floor like an arrow, and even knocked over the statue in the corridor.He flung Saddist's door open, and the light flooded into the room, and the scene was etched into his memory in an instant.Bella lay on the bed, curled up in front of the headboard, grabbing the coverlet over her throat.Sadist stood before her, bent over, hands held high, naked from the waist up. Ferry rushed towards Saddist uncontrollably, choked his twin brother, and threw him against the wall. "What's wrong with you!" he yelled, knocking Sadiste into the plaster wall. "You're a fucking beast!"

Sardist didn't fight back, and was smashed into the wall again, he just replied: "Take her away, take her somewhere else." Ricky and Reese also rushed into the room one after another.The two were talking to each other, but Ferry couldn't hear anything except the roar in his ears.He had never hated Sardiste before, and Ferry had a laissez-faire attitude toward him for all that he had suffered.But this time it was Bella who had an accident, and he couldn't just sit idly by. "You perverted bastard," Ferry yelled, smashing that sturdy body into the wall again, "You perverted... God, you make me sick."

Sadist just looked back at him quietly, his black eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of asphalt, deflated and cloudy. Ricky's strong arms suddenly fell behind them, giving them a solid bear hug."Guys, Bella doesn't need to see this right now," the warrior said in a whisper. Ferry let go of Saddist, straightened his clothes, and said impatiently, "Tell him to get out until we get her off." God, his body was shaking so badly, he was hyperventilating.Sadiste left voluntarily, followed by Ricky anxiously, but Ferry still had no intention of retreating from his anger.

Ferry cleared his throat, looked at Reese and said, "My lord, please allow me to take a leave of absence. I want to be alone with her for a while." "Well, I agree." Reese's voice seemed to be roaring viciously, and he walked back to the door, "Also, we have to make sure that Asa will not come back during this time." Ferry looked at Bella, who was still shaking, blinking and wiping tears.He tried to lean in, but she recoiled, leaning against the pillow. "Bella, I'm Ferry." Her posture was only slightly relaxed: "Ferry?" "Well, it's me."

"I can't see." Her voice was trembling, "I can't see..." "I know, it's just the medicine. I'll find something to clean it up for you." He went into the bathroom and brought back a damp towel.She felt that she might be more anxious to see her surroundings than to keep the ointment. When his palm touched her cheek, she flinched again. "Relax, Bella..." He pressed the towel on her eyes, she struggled a little, grabbed his hand, Ferry persuaded, "Don't move, don't move, put your hands down, I'll wipe the medicine Lose."

"Ferry?" she asked hoarsely. "Is that really you?" "Well, it's me." He sat down by the bed, "You are in the Black Sword Brotherhood's manor. We rescued you about seven hours ago. We have informed your family that you are safe, as long as you want to , you can call them anytime." Ferry tensed as Bella's head rested on his arm.She tried to feel his shoulders and neck all the way, his face, and finally his hair.After feeling the thick waves, she smiled slightly, took some strands of hair and placed them on the tip of her nose.Taking a deep breath, she placed her other hand on his leg.

"It's really you, I still remember the smell of the shampoo you used." The intimacy of skin-to-skin contact seeped directly into the blood through Ferry's clothes and skin.He felt like an asshole for thinking of sex at this moment, and he couldn't stop the physical reaction at all, especially when her hand slapped down his long hair all the way to his chest. He opened his mouth, his breathing became short, he just wanted to hold her and hold her tightly in his arms.Not to make love to her, although that was certainly what his body wanted from her.But now he just needs to feel her warmth, to make himself reconfirmed - she is still alive and well.

"Let me fix your eyes for you," he said. God, his voice is so low. Seeing her nodding in agreement, he carefully wiped her eyelids: "How do you feel?" She blinked, chuckled, and put her hand to his face. "Now I can see you more clearly." But then, she frowned again, "How did I escape from there? I can't remember, I just know... I let the civilian go, and then David came back Then there was another car to take me. Or is it all a dream? I dreamed that Sadist saved me, was it him?" Ferry wasn't prepared to bring up his twin brother, even on irrelevant topics.He stood up and threw the scrubbing towel on the bedside table: "Come on, I'll take you to your room."

"Where am I now?" She looked around, her mouth opened wide. "This is Sadiste's room." How did she know?Ferry was puzzled, but still urged: "Let's go." "Where is he? Where's Saddist?" There was urgency in her voice. "I want to see him, I want to..." "I'll take you to your room first..." "No! I want to stay..." Bella seemed extremely agitated, and Ferry decided not to explain to her, but lifted the quilt directly, and pulled her up before talking. Damn, she didn't even have any clothes on, so he hurriedly covered the sheet back. "Ah, I'm sorry..." He scratched his head with his hands, oh, my god... Her beautiful body curves will be unforgettable to him forever, "Let me... um, I'll find you something to wear." He went into Saddiste's closet and was shocked by its emptiness.There wasn't even a robe that could cover her body.It would be outrageous for her to wear her brother's combat uniform.So he took off the lined sweater and went back to Bella. "You put this on and I'll turn around. I'll find you a nightgown later..." "Don't take me away from him." Her voice seemed to be pleading, intermittently, "Please. He must have been standing by the window just now. I don't know, I can't see it, but it must be him." There was no doubt that the bastard was stripped naked and was about to jump on her with evil intentions.Thinking of all the tortures she had suffered, this scene almost made him lose his soul in fright.Jesus... Ferry had caught Sardiste having sex with a whore in a back alley a few years ago.That scene was not beautiful at all.After substituting the subject for Bella, the image made him nauseous. "Put on your clothes." Ferry turned around, "You can't stay here." After waiting for a while, he finally heard the bed shaking and the sound of the leather jacket. He took a deep breath and asked, "You Are you ready?" "Well, but I don't want to leave." He turned around and Bella looked like a dwarf in the overcoat he'd been wearing all along.The long brown-red hair hangs over the shoulders and is curled at the ends, as if it has not been combed before blow-drying.He pictured Bella lying in the bathtub, the clean water running over her pale skin. Then he seemed to see Sadist approaching, looking at her with those soulless black eyes, trying to possess her.His desire may just be because she exudes a sacred and dignified temperament.Yeah, only her fear would give him an erection.This is a well-known fact. Compared with love, warmth or admiration, the fear of women made Sadist's mentality more distorted and his behavior more bizarre. Gotta get her out of here, Ferry thought, now. His voice was a little restless: "Can you walk?" "I feel dizzy." "I'll hug you." He leaned over, although in a way, he wasn't sure he could hug her.However, everything happened like this, naturally... He put one arm around her waist, and the other hand wrapped around her knees.The weight of her body was imperceptibly light, allowing his muscles to bear it easily. Bella lay quietly in his arms, her head resting on her shoulder, the corner of her shirt clutched in her hands.Ferry started walking out the door. Oh... the Holy Maiden is here.The feeling couldn't have been better. Ferry carried her down the corridor to the other side of the house, to the room next to his bedroom. John seems to have entered the automatic mode, and unconsciously followed Tormont out of the training center, across the entire parking lot, and walked to the place where the Land Rover was parked.Their footsteps echoed off the low concrete ceiling, reverberating through the empty space. "I know, you have to go back to listen to the medical report," Tormont said as he got into the SUV. "No matter what happens, I will go with you this time." In fact, John would have preferred to go get the report by himself. "What's the matter, kid? I didn't get to go with you tonight, so you're disappointed?" John put his hand on Tormont's arm and shook his head vigorously. "Okay, I just made sure." John's gaze falls to one side, now he just wishes he never went to the clinic, or at least kept his mouth shut.Damn it, he really shouldn't have said what happened a year ago, not even a single word.The problem was that after being given a ton of questions about his physical fitness, he switched to question-and-answer mode.So when doctors asked about his sexual history, he made vague references to what happened in January.Questions, answers, like... that's it. Such a confession brought relief in a short time.He'd never been to a doctor, but somewhere in his subconscious mind, he always thought he should.At least until he went to the clinic, he thought he was just going to get a full set of tests and call it a day.Instead, the doctor began to discuss treatment options and the need to share his past. As if he wanted to revisit it all over again?It had taken him months to bury the damned past, there was no reason to dig up the rotting corpse.How much he's going to go to get things back on the table. "Son, what's the matter?" He didn't want to see any medical doctor any more, to heal any past wounds.fuck it! John took out his notepad and wrote, "Just tired." "you sure?" He nodded, looking at Tormont, not wanting him to feel like he was lying, but instead felt like he was holding back.What would Tormont think if he knew what had happened?No matter what weapon is held at the throat, a real man would not allow such a thing to happen. John continued: "Next time I want to go to Havers by myself, can I?" Tormont frowned: "Ah...it's really not wise to do this. Child, you need someone to protect you." "Then replace it with someone else, not you." Tormont glanced at the page, and John was afraid to look at his face.There was a long silence between the two. Tormont's voice became very low: "Okay. Then... ah, that's okay. Maybe Butch can take you there." John closed his eyes and sighed.It doesn't matter who this Butch is. Tormont started the car: "You can do whatever you want, John." He called him John, not the kid. The two set off.All John thought was, dear God, don't let Tormont find out.