Chapter 16 Chapter Sixteen

Ferry woke up at 3:15 in the afternoon.He slept so badly, he was still sulking about what happened the night before, and the adrenaline seemed to be working overtime, so it was hard to close his eyes and fall into a deep sleep. He took a cigarette and lit it, inhaled the smoke of "red smoke" into his lungs, and held his breath.He tried not to think that he was going to rush into Sadiste's room and wake him up with an undercut.But this righteous fantasy is indeed attractive. Damn, he couldn't believe that Saddist wanted to take the opportunity to have Bella.In fact, his heartache and remorse for his brother's fall led him to hate himself even more.He had always believed that there would always be something left over from Sardiste's slave life, some small fragments of his soul would always remain in his body.But after last night?He no longer had any qualms about the cruel nature of his twin brother.

Oh shit, the troublemaker should know he's disappointed Bella.Bella should never have been left in Sardiste's room then.Sacrificing her safety for so-called trust was too much for Ferry to bear. Bella. Thinking back to how she had allowed herself to comfort her.For a brief moment, he felt so powerful that he could even protect her against an army of secondary humans.In that fleeting moment, she transformed him into a real man who no longer had to give up his will for some specific reason. It's better to be a different kind of person—whatever it is—than limping after a suicidal lunatic.

He desperately wanted to be with Bella at night, but he had to leave because that was the only right choice.She was exhausted, but not only because of that, and not only because of his celibacy, but because he was no longer trustworthy.He actually wanted to use his body to help him, he even hoped to use all his flesh and bones to worship her and help her become complete. However, he shouldn't think so at all. Ferry took a puff of "red smoke" forcefully, exhaled in a "hiss", but kept the smoke in his body. He felt that the tightness on his shoulders was relieved, and he returned to his body calmly.He looked at the wooden box, and the stock inside was running out.Even though he wasn't happy with Ravend, he needed more anesthesia.

True, he would need a lot of narcotics, given the rift between him and Sardiste.These smokes are nothing more than a soothing muscle relaxant, unlike marijuana or other dangerous drugs.But he always relied on cigarettes for calm, just as some people are addicted to cocktails.If he hadn't had to go to Ravend to get some stock every now and then, he could call smoking a harmless pastime. Completely harmless, and the only sedative in his life. He had almost finished smoking a hand-rolled cigarette, and he extinguished the last piece in the ashtray, half got up from the bed, and connected the calf prosthesis.He went into the bathroom to shower, shaved, then put on a pair of baggy pajama pants and a silk shirt, and tucked both feet—the real one and the one that didn’t feel it—into Cole Hahn shoes inside.

He looked in the mirror, checked his clothes, brushed his hair, and took a deep breath. He came to the door of the next bedroom and knocked lightly, but no one answered.So he knocked again, and opened the door himself.The bed was a bit messy, but no one was there, and she wasn't in the bathroom. Back in the corridor, alarm bells rang in his ears, and he didn't even realize he started trotting, then galloping.He ran to the stairs, then turned into another hallway lined with sculptures.Not caring about knocking on Sadist's door at all, he pushed hard directly. Ferry stood still.

In the scene before him, the first thing he saw was that Sadist was about to fall off the bed.He sleeps on top of the sheets, clinging to the edge of the mattress, as far away as possible.God... that position must be painful as hell.His arms were wrapped around his bare chest, as if he was trying to suppress himself, his legs were half-bent, and his knees stood in the air.Only his head was facing the opposite direction, facing Bella.For the first time, the pair of lips that are usually always tight are slightly separated, and the brow that is always full of hostility is also relaxed and comfortable for the first time.

His face was full of sleepiness. Bella turned her face sideways, facing the man sleeping next to her, with a serene expression on her face, just like night fell.She snuggled up to Sadiste, under the sheets and blankets, as close as she could to him.Damn it, if she could hug him, she would definitely do it.And Sardiste was clearly getting away until he couldn't get any further. Ferry cursed secretly.Whatever had happened that night, at least Sardist had done nothing unforgivable to her.Judging from the way the pair fell asleep, it was absolutely impossible. He closed his eyes and closed the door.

He really looked like a complete lunatic, he inadvertently thought, should he go back to his room and fight Sadiste for the right to sleep with Bella?He could see himself making hand-to-hand combat gestures, competing with his brother for the right to possess her, according to the ancient tradition. Unfortunately, this is not the home of vampires, and women have the right to choose who they seek--men they want to sleep with, men they hope to match. Besides, she knew exactly where Ferry lived.He had told her that his room was next door.She could come to him if she wanted to. Sadist woke up from his sleep and noticed a strange atmosphere.He felt very warm, not overly hot, just... warm.Maybe he forgot to turn off the heat after Bella left, that must be it.However, he immediately noticed another strange thing, he was not lying on the floor, but put on his pants.He moved his legs to straighten, thinking strangely that he had always slept naked.When the warmth moved along with it, he realized that what was hard was that thing, hard and heavy.this fucking...

He opened his eyes, Bella.He actually slept in bed with Bella. He couldn't help but want to back away from her... Then he fell off the bed and landed on his buttocks. She immediately turned over and looked down at him: "Saddist?" "Saddist?" She leaped forward again, a crimson waterfall falling to her shoulders and covering the edge of the bed. The "it" between the legs became more aggressive, and the erection beat with his heartbeat. He hurriedly put his thighs and knees together, not wanting to be seen by her. "Where's your robe?" He said dryly, "Please put it on."

She looked down, then pulled up her collar, her face flushed.Oh, hell...her cheeks are as pink as her nipples now, he thought. "Are you going back to bed?" she asked. The hidden, measured self inside him was warning that this was not a good idea. "Please?" She begged in a low voice, raising her hand to brush her hair behind her ear. He studied her revealing curves, black silk pajamas covering her skin, blocking his gaze.Her eyes were round and sparkled like sapphires. No... It's definitely not a good idea to get close now. "Go to sleep," he said. When she turned over, he glanced at the bed, and slipped smoothly between the sheets.

This approach is definitely an excruciating mistake.The moment he got under the sheet, Bella tangled up, as if it was another sheet, and a soft, warm, breathing sheet at that... Sadist panicked and agitated.Most of Bella's body was pressed against him, which made him feel at a loss.He wanted to push her away, but he wanted her to press closer, and he wanted to... oh my god.He wants to possess her! Strongly driven by instinct, he vaguely saw himself in action: turning her over, pulling her off the bed, penetrating from behind. "You're shaking..." she said. "Are you cold?" "Saddist?" she called softly. "what?" What she said next made his chest feel as if it was blocked by smoke and dust, and even his blood froze.But at least the damn erection was gone. Ferry's door was pushed open without warning, and he stopped pulling his T-shirt over his head. Sadist stood in the middle of the door with his upper body naked, his black pupils burning. Ferry cursed under his breath, "I'm glad you came. Last night...I owe you an apology." "I don't want to hear this. You come with me." "Asa, I made a mistake..." "Come with me." Ferry pulled on the hem of the T-shirt and put on the clothes, looked at his watch: "I'm going to teach in half an hour." "Not long." "Ah... alright." He followed Saddist into the corridor, thinking he might be able to apologize to him on the way. "Listen, Sadiste, I'm really sorry about what happened last night." The twin brother was silent, which didn't surprise him, "I directly came to the wrong conclusion about your relationship with Bella. Conclusion." Sadist's footsteps became even faster, "I should have known that you would not hurt her. I am willing to apologize to you." Sadist stopped suddenly, turned around and said, "What is it for?" "I offended you last night." "No, you didn't." Ferry could only shake his head and said, "Saddist..." "I'm a pervert, I'm disgusting, I'm not trustworthy. Just because you thought you figured it out doesn't mean you can use this apologetic bullshit to help me out." Ferry opened his mouth wide: "God... Asa, you are not..." "Oh, fuck it, stop pretending." Sadist strode to the bedroom and opened the door. Bella sat on the bed, her hands tightly pulling her collar, pressing on her neck.She looked completely bewildered, but she was still too beautiful to describe. Ferry's eyes turned back and forth between her and Sardiste a few times, and then fixed on his brother: "What's going on?" Sadist's black eyes were locked on the floor: "You go to her side." "what?" "She needs blood." There was a lump in Bella's throat, and she seemed to force an exclamation: "No, wait. Sadist, I want...want you." "you can not." "But I think..." "Annoyance, I'm going out." Ferry felt like he was being pushed into the room, and the door was slammed shut.In the ensuing silence, he didn't know whether he wanted to scream because he was so happy in his heart, or if he just wanted to scream. He took a long breath and looked at the big bed, where Bella curled herself up, her knees tucked into her chest. Good Lord, he had never let a woman suck his blood before.As a celibate, he didn't want to take the risk.Sexual impulses and warrior blood were dangerous, and he was afraid that if he let a woman drink blood, he would be overwhelmed by these impulses and only want to enter her body.And if it was Bella, he'd find it even harder to keep his peace. Bella needs to eat anyway, though.Besides, is an oath useful if it is easily kept?It will be a brutal test for him and an opportunity to prove his self-discipline in the most extreme of situations. He coughed a few times: "I am willing to provide you with blood." Bella looked up at him, until he felt the skin on his body tightened, barely covering the skeleton.This is a rejection of men, which makes people feel immediately tired. He turned his head, thinking of Saddiste.He could feel the latter standing outside the door. "Saddiste might be able to do it for you. You know what he's going through, don't you?" "Would it be too cruel if I asked it?" Her voice was full of tension, and the entanglement in her heart made her voice sink, "Isn't it?" Maybe, he thought. "It's better that you go to someone else." God, why wouldn't you use my blood?Why can't you let me replace you?He shouted in his heart. "I don't think it's appropriate to ask Rhys or Ricky either. They're married. Maybe I can talk to Vi..." "No... I need Saddiste." She put her hand on her mouth, trembling, "I'm sorry." Ferry thought so too: "You wait here." Stepping out of the door, he found Sadist standing behind the door.He buried his face in his hands, and his shoulders slumped. "It's over so soon?" He lowered his arms and asked. "No, she didn't agree." Sardist frowned and looked sideways: "Why? You have to do it, man. You heard Havers say..." "It's you she wants." "...Then you can go in again and bite your own blood vessels..." "She will only drink your blood." "She needs blood, so directly..." Ferry couldn't help raising his voice: "I won't provide her with blood!" Sadist immediately pursed his lips, narrowed his black eyes, and said, "Fuck, you will, for me." "No, I won't." Because she wouldn't let me. Saddist rushed up and put one hand firmly on Ferry's shoulder: "Then you should do it for her. This is the best result for her, and you have feelings for her, so you have to do it .It's for her." God, of course he was willing to die, and he wanted to go back to Saddiste's room, undress, throw himself on the mattress, let Bella hug his chest, drive his teeth into his neck, and straddle him. On him, take him in with your mouth or with your body. Sadist snorted. "God...I can smell how much you want to do this. Go ahead. Be with her and give her blood." Ferry said in a dejected voice, "She doesn't want me. Asa. She wants..." "She doesn't know what she wants. She just escaped hell." "It's you, for her, that person is you." Sadist's eyes slipped to the closed door, and Ferry continued to add fuel to the flames, even though it also made him feel ashamed, "You hear me clearly, My brother. She wants you. You can satisfy her." "I can fuck." "Asa, let's go." The head with short, skull-shaven hair shook vigorously: "Forget it, the things in my blood vessels have long since rotted to the root. You know that." "No, not really." Sadist snorted coldly, raised his wrist, and showed the ring-shaped blood slave tattoo on the artery: "Do you want her to bite here? Can you bear to let her bite on this slave mark? Anyway, I absolutely can't do it." arrive." "Saddist?" Bella's voice drifted over.Taking advantage of the two not paying attention, she got up secretly and opened the door. Saddist closed his eyes helplessly, and Ferry whispered again: "You are the one she wants." Sardiste's answer was barely audible: "I am a filthy man, and my blood will kill her." "no, I can not." "Please... Saddiste," Bella begged. This slightly humble and longing request turned Ferry's chest into a cold cage. He could only watch dumbly, froze in place, and watched Sadist turn around and face Bella. Bella stepped back a little, but never took her eyes off Sadist. A minute is as long as a whole day...a decade...a century.Then Sadist went into the room anyway. The door was closed. Ferry turned his head in a daze and walked in the corridor. Does he have somewhere to go? Attend class.Yes, he's going to... to teach now.