The Devil's Protection
Seeing him like this, I understood one thing, the devil is a devil forever, never giving up his brutal nature.
The atmosphere fell into a deep silence, so silent that even a hair falling to the floor could make a sound.
After drying my hair, Vincent held me in his arms, looked at me like a pillow, and closed his eyes.
Soon I heard Vincent's steady breathing. He seems to have no defense against me, hugging the enemy while still sleeping soundly. Is he not afraid that I will assassinate him in his sleep? Perhaps in his eyes, I was too weak, without any threat.
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