Hoper looked pityingly at Amos who had been back and forth in the kitchen. He saw that the man's face was very pale. No wonder, after what the man went through these past few days. His energy and mentality were drained. He was lucky to be used to hard work."What do you need?" asked Hoper trying to help. He was still upset that Amos had run off, he had gotten the wrath of Tudor and Sera, but his compassion at the moment was much greater."Miss asked me to bring some milk," Amos said quietly, then walked back to the kitchen with his coffee.It was true, Sera just wanted to clown the man. In fact, she didn't touch the coffee at all. And no one knew what she was really thinking. For that reason, Hoper tried not to interfere. He could be exposed to Sera's pranks.Meanwhile, Amos, without expression, walked into the kitchen. He didn't care, his frustration still overflowing even as the servants and bodyguards stared at him. But, when he entered the kitchen, his eyes instantly widened.Gera
Winston relented at last. He came as a brother, but he knew Sera was stubborn. So he didn't expect anything more."I just hope you don't fall out over this," Winston said."I have no problem. I'll consider it over unless you do it again," Sera said. Her hands rubbed and she played Amos' ear who kneeled nearby.Winston noticed how obedient Amos was to Sera. But he didn't expect Sera to consider the man anything more than a slave. His place was on the floor like this. The two of them were not supposed to be lovers.Winston left after that.Sera watched until her brother left the room. Then she turned to look at Amos."Did you bring milk for me?" she asked.Amos nodded. He pointed to the bottle of milk on the table."Do you want me to drink from that bottle?" asked Sera.Amos blinked looking at Sera in horror. He didn't bring a glass! He was in such a hurry to get away from Gerard that he forgot about it.Amos gulped. He got up. "I'll bring a glass for you, Miss."Amos tiptoed away, but
"It's a strange request. I'm not answering until I tell you," Marcus said. The fifty-three-year-old bald man was one of the people responsible for the human organ request connected to Dumitrese.Gerard sat in front of the man and thought."What does he mean by special human?" asked Marcus.Gerard sighed. That was what he thought at the moment. Is that person aware that Dumitrese cultivates special humans? Strange."Do you know who asked for this?" asked Gerard.Marcus nodded. "I know, but he got the order from someone else. I didn't track him down."Gerard usually takes any order, but this time it was strange. Plus, he couldn't just give a special human away. In a few months they will harvest one of them. Don't let this fail again.If he accepted the order, all he could do was give a young slave. Actually that was fine, but he felt it was a pity to harvest them at such a young age.He wanted to know who that customer really was. And why did he order Dumitrese's special human? Gerard k
Sera felt a strong aura when approaching the room. She quickly opened the door to find her brother pressing against Amos. Their position was so intimate."What are you doing?" asked Sera calmly, walking closer to them.Gerard turned his head and smiled, his hand still pressed against Amos' jaw. Amos looked very frightened, looking at Sera with a pleading gaze."You want to rape him?" Sera accused.Gerard laughed, released his grip and stood up. "He's too cute for that."Sera chuckled. "What are you trying to say exactly? Why did you enter my room and touch MINE just like that?"Gerard stretched, as if nothing had happened, leaving Amos shaking and sitting on the sofa.As Gerard says, "I just came to see you, but you weren't here. Instead, I saw him tied up. So I played for a while."Sera looked at Amos who was still tied up, then chuckled in annoyance. She didn't like anyone messing with her slaves at all. She quickly walked over to Amos and looked at him closely."Are you okay?" Sera
"What did he do to you? Tell me the truth," Sera asked.Amos found his position very uncomfortable, plus he wasn't wearing any clothes at all. He couldn't concentrate on Sera's questions."Amos," Sera repeated."He sucked my blood, Miss," Amos replied.Sera was clearly surprised. "Why didn't you tell me?"Amos was silent. What was he supposed to say anyway?"He suddenly grabbed me in the kitchen," Amos explained."No, not that. What I'm asking now is, why didn't you tell me?"Amos gulped at the woman's anger. "I didn't know what to do. I don't know if I deserve protection. For all I understand, I'm just a slave. I have no right to say no. If I tell you, isn't it the same as me not knowing my place?"Sera gasped at Amos' answer. "You are my slave. You should tell me anything if something happens."Amos was silent. Sera walked up to Amos, rubbed the man's cheek and forced him to look at her face. "Always remember that only I can touch you. Do you understand? Anyone who touches or hurts
Gerard monitored the situation. Getting out of the car when faced with dozens of strange creatures wasn't a smart idea. Even if they were just dwarves.The dwarves didn't move, only their eyes blink. The only sign they were alive. From where he was, Gerard could see their angry faces.Gerard chuckled. "What do they want?!" he muttered irritably.He rolled down the window and shout."Do you know where Mehlev lives? I need to see him!" Gerard spoke clearly. It was only a deaf person who could not hear his shout in the silent night.The dwarves moved. Slowly approaching Gerard. Seeing how they were still looking at him angrily, Gerard decided it wasn't the right idea to come out now."Damn it! What a pleasant welcome!" Gerard started the car again and quickly pressed the gas pedal. The car surged forward quickly.The dwarfs looked surprised, dodged quickly. Gerard grinned and looked in the rearview mirror. The dwarves stared at him in horror.Gerard wondered how he would return. He didn'
Sera covered Amos' naked body with a blanket. After playing, the man looked exhausted. Sera got out of bed and grabbed her nightgown. She had to find Gerard.Sera called Riel to come to her room."Tell Gerard to meet me in the back garden now," Sera ordered. She was still upset about how her brother had sucked Amos' blood.Riel bowed respectfully. "Mr. Gerard is not in the mansion at the moment, Miss. I saw him out earlier."Sera frowned. Gerard was used to hanging out at night and having fun, so Sera assumed it was like that. But she couldn't wait for her brother to return."Where did he go?" Sera asked. Even if she knew, Riel wouldn't know what Gerard was up to.But her assumption was wrong. Riel knew something."I heard that Mr. Gerard is meeting with someone right now regarding a request for internal organs. I heard a glimpse of his conversation with Mr. Winston," Riel replied.Sera was impatient. After hearing that, she immediately left to see Winston.When she arrived at her bro
As Amos struggled to avoid making a mess of the bed, Gerard was confronted with something that widens his eyes."What did you say?" asked Gerard. He sat opposite a man with brown skin and pierced eyes. They were separated by a low table filled with alcoholic beverages."As you heard, I know everything about Dumitrese." Mehlev grinned, knowing his interlocutor would defer to him.Gerard smiled, appearing unconcerned, but wondered. Who is Mehlev? Who told him what he knew?Gerard retorted, "You seem to have someone so loyal to giving you unimportant information."Mehlev shook his head. "No, I don't. Don't grovel like that. I consider all information important. Especially regarding the special human Dumitrese cultivates. Can you imagine? How the world would be in an uproar if the news were published in the newspaper?"Gerard laughed. "You're too confident. Also too naive to believe such a story. Can you prove it?"Mehlev shrugged. "I don't need proof. Rumors always win over the public. Y