Walking under the moonlight, Cyra looked up at the two full moons in the sky and took deep breaths, feeling energized and clear-minded.

    Viktor poured water on the flowers, admiring their beauty as they bloomed. Distracted, his foot slipped, and he scrambled to catch himself.

    In front of him were delicate flower beds, so instead, he gripped the hose tightly, avoiding crushing the flowers. While he escaped falling face down, water sprayed all over his face and chest, soaking his clothes.

    He sputtered, spitting water from his mouth, and pulled his drenched shirt away from his chest to stop it from sticking.

    Feeling uncomfortable, Viktor glanced around, relieved that no one else was nearby. He quickly peeled off his soaked top and hung it on the edge of the fountain to dry.

    He shivered from the cold night air on his bare skin, Cyra found him like this when she walked in. The hand holding the blood to her mouth paused but it returned to normal.

    "Boy..." She called him lazily raising her brows to his uncovered chest. Sёar?h the Novёl?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    "Ahhh...." Viktor quickly covered his chest, his face flushing with embarrassment. He hadn''t expected his boss to show up tonight. With his back to her, he crossed his arms over his chest, clearly flustered.

    Amused by his shy reaction, Cyra felt the urge to tease him. She leaned in close, blowing softly on his neck, watching his skin prickle as he shivered.

    "Trying to seduce me, knowing I would come here tonight, hmm?" She whispered in his ears, her breath warm against his skin.

    "N-n-no...I didn''t..." Viktor stammered, his heart pounding so loudly that Cyra could hear it. She became entranced by his pulsing veins and licked her lips in hunger.

    "Then I''ll help myself." Her fangs extended, and bit down on his neck without her venom to ease his pain.

    "Ahhh..mmm..." Viktor''s screams changed to moans, and his cock hardened from pain. Cyra felt his weird state and knew he got pleasure from the pain. ''What a rear find.'' She thought.

    As she drank from him, Viktor came hard, his body trembling with release. If Cyra hadn''t been holding him by the waist, he would''ve collapsed.

    Cyra had her fill and leaked his wounds closed, she carried him to the patio, laying him down gently.

    Viktor''s eyes glazed over in pleasure, his face flushed with a pink glow, and his heartbeat slowed, highlighting his pink nipples.

    She glanced at him and felt her throat dry. She left the glasshouse, grabbing a bottle and glass she found tossed in the flower bed.

    She smirked. Now that she had seen his body and drank from his neck, she wanted more. She will get him slowly...no rush, her eyes flashed with a predatory glint. And he was a rear find.

    Viktor still reeling from the intense sensations, felt the aftershocks of his orgasm. He didn''t know such pleasure was possible. Was this why some men marry? Now he wanted more.

    "My Mistress....haa..." his pink lips opened and closed, his breath came in shallow gasps with his eyes watery, still craving more of the pain that brought him pleasure.

    Meanwhile, Zane, who was eating deliciously, didn''t know he would soon have another person in their family.

    He sucked on the crab''s claws, sucking out the remaining juice out of it. He opened another one, tipped it into the sauce, and chewed down on its crunchiest flesh.

    "Fuuu...." He breathed out with his mouth filled up. And his mind wandered to the outing he had tomorrow.

    After eating, he went to a bedroom close to the main bedroom, washed off, lay on his bed, and closed his eyes to sleep; he opened his eyes again and set the alarm to wake up; opening his eyes again, he brought out the clothes he will wear tomorrow.

    Closing his eyes, he checked if everything was in order and finally fell asleep peacefully.

    Cyra thought of something, turned away from the mansion door, and flashed into the forest.

    She followed the trails of those women and appeared on a rocky shore, she saw a boat docked.

    He entered and searched for clues of who sent these women, but found nothing; she opened up the gas and blew off the yacht to rumbles.

    Her bottomless gaze was illuminated by the fire burning the boat.

    It seems the competition for the city''s best is coming, and everyone is restless; who would be the scapegoat for her to use to warn the others that she is not to be provoked?

    Or this pest will keep on jumping in her face. She watched the last fires burn and turned back.

    Somewhere in a clubhouse, a woman threw all the glass to the floor.

    "Why haven''t you found that gamer!" She shouted in anger with her veins popping in her neck. She was the game character Zane defeated.

    "Miss Selina, please calm down; our hackers are working on it." a woman in a bodyguard uniform tried to calm her miss anger.

    "How could that peasant humiliate me like that? I want to know her identity before the next game!" Selina ordered and drank down a bottle of wine in anger.