Mr. Dimitri's Toy
S2 - You are my slave, Understand?

What's?! Kiara still couldn't believe what she saw. The slashing happened before his eyes so quickly that he was unable to breathe, let alone scream!

The wrist and the five big fingers fell to the floor, cracking and turning into ashes. He knew Magnus' hand would grow again. That won't make him die.

Oh, but the pain will still feel like your hand is completely cut off.

Kiara's feelings were mixed. Relieved that his hair was not pulled over and also felt fear. Because now he was already a slave to that brutal man.

Yeah, that guy named Ansel was brutal. Still mending Magnus who just slapped him. If Ansel... What would the man do if Kiara did something wrong?

“Ck, ck... Look what he did to protect you, Kiara. You still refuse to be his slave?”

“I don't—“

“She has no right to express her opinion.” Ansel pointed the tip of his sword at the woman's throat.

Kiara closed her eyes again. He will die for his own stupidity. But Ansel did not draw the sword, but he raised Kiara's chin with the tip of his sword.

“From now on, you are my slave until I get tired of you. Understood it? Now, stand up and follow me.” Ansel put away his sword and kept it back.

Kiara tried to get up, but her legs felt limp. He almost fell back to the floor if there was not a pair of hands propping him up.

“Cautious.” That masculine and deep voice rattled Kiara's body. There was a different softness to the way he spoke earlier.

“Sorry, Mr.”

Then a second later, his body was lifted up easily. Kiara screamed in surprise.

“Excuse me, Magnus.”

“Can't wait to taste your new food, eh?” magnus.

THE PLAQUE!

One slap landed on bo*kong Kiara. “Silence. Don't move much or I'll drop you.”

Spontaneous, it made Kiara speechless. His face flushed red as blood flow descended on his head. Because he felt so ashamed!

The man hit his bo*kong!!

“Happy enjoy.” Magnus said as Ansel took him away.

***

Kiara did not dare to fight anymore. He resignedly lifted up like a doll as they walked down the dark alleys, climbed up the stairs, and arrived at a room.

Before going inside, Ansel told the waiter to prepare the bath with warm water. Then he dropped Kiara on the bed.

Quickly, Kiara shifted to the end of the mattress until she could not run anywhere else because there was a wall blocking her.

“J-don't fuck around, Mister.. or I'll scream,” Kiara said as she watched Ansel open her coat.

“What do you think I'll do?” ansel asked casually, undressing her without hesitation in front of a woman.

Kiara turned her gaze. Ansel has a good body. His chest was fielded, his hands were muscular and his stomach was boxy. Kiara has never seen a man in a stomach*jang chest.

“Mr Magnus said about food.I've heard that vampires are real. Is that really so? You and Mr Magnus are vampires? Because I saw her fangs come out!”

“Yes, that's right. You are just a slave bought for food. But I'm not interested in hib*sap your blood.”

Kiara looked back at him. “Why is that? Can you bear the smell of my blood?”