Mr. Dimitri's Toy
Temptation of Mr. Draven II

The next day it was raining heavily, the pile of clothes that I had washed this morning with great difficulty, had not been able to dry.

Ulrich helped us unload the cloth hanging on the clothesline swiftly and then ran to the back door connected to the kitchen.

“Chloe, this is all to put where?” ulrich asked with a pile of bed linen in his hand.

I just came in and was overtaken by Gladys, she grumbled, “Huh! I'm tired of washing it until my hands are red, ehh, even rain.”

I pointed to a special bamboo woven basket for clothes, “There only... Ekkhmm...”.

After putting the cloth in his hand, Ulrich approached me and helped to take some of the cloth that was hanging in front of me.

“Chloe, your voice is more lost than last night. Do you want to go for medication? I can take you to the doctor who has healed you.”

‘Doctor’ who healed me was an old grandmother who had not seen the trunk of her nose since Mr. Dimitri went to the king.

“No need, Ulrich. Maybe I drank less water so my voice was gone again,” me.

Gladys bumped my shoulder from behind and I moved a little to the side, giving him a way.

“Ulrich, please help..Duh, this weight. My hands are almost broken,” Gladys said in a spoiled tone.

Ulrich was forced to smile and take clothes from Gladys' hands. As Ulrich turned around, Gladys glared at me with his big eyes, as if threatening.

My relationship with Gladys has deteriorated since I lost my voice. I tried to explain to her that I supported Gladys to express her love, but Gladys already had bad thoughts about me.

That afternoon, I was assigned to deliver food to Mr. Draven's room. He slept in one of the guest rooms downstairs. Usually the butler will serve the guests, but today Mr. Denis is not feeling well.

TOK TOK!

I knocked on the door of his room politely, the tray in my hand contained a sumptuous meal for nobles. Mr. Dimitri's waiter and bodyguard did not eat this particular meal because the chef would cook a simpler special meal for us.

But I'm so grateful to be working at D’Arcy Castle than I used to have to work at the inn, my life is more comfortable here. My salary is bigger, I have my own bedroom and I don't have to worry about what I'm going to eat tomorrow.

Mr. Draven opened the door, his hair was tangled like he had just woken up, he was just wearing pants so that his field chest was clearly visible.

It's true what I thought, vampires sleep during the day and the two vampires I met, all handsome-faced and nice-looking.

“Sorry to interrupt, Sir. I deliver lunch to you according to your request to eat in the room,” whispered.

I didn't want to whisper, but my voice ran out!

Mr. Draven yawned, scratched his chest and opened the door wider, “Put it there only.”

Without hesitation I entered the luxurious and comfortable guest room, placing a tray on a table located in front of a large glass window, overlooking the garden beside the castle.

The rain was still pouring down with green grass and beautiful flowers blooming there.

What a sight to sleep. Maybe if there's no work, I can take a nap.

Chequek!

There was a sound of the room door being locked and I turned around, finding Mr. Draven holding the room key on both of his fingers with a mischievous smile.

“What are you doing, sir? Open the door now! I still have a lot of work..” I said in a panic tone.

“You want this key, Chloe?” Mr. Draven wiggled the key, “Try taking it from me.”

I walked towards him furiously and reached for the key but Mr. Draven shifted his hand so that I only caught empty air.

He did it over and over again until my breath gasped, “Master Draven! Stop this! I have to get out, otherwise I can get scolded.”

“Hmm. But the bigger problem is I'm thirsty and want to drink human blood.”

I froze there. Lothawat!

“B-okay... I'll call Gladys here.”.

Sorry, Gladys! I had to sacrifice you, but you will also forget later.

“Can't, sir. My blood belongs to only one Mr. Dimitri. He'll know if you bite my neck, mister.” I'm finally wearing the last move.

I thought Mr. Draven would give up, he seemed to think for a while before saying, “Then I will suck blood from your arm.”

Spontaneously, I held my left arm.

“What!? Can't either, sir..”.

“You will always wear long-sleeved clothes, after all Dimitri will not see your arms. Come on, Chloe.. Otherwise I'll protest Denis, your service is not satisfactory!” threaten her.

“Eh, don't sir..” I whispered in fear.

“Then, you want ‘kan? Pleaseee...” his face is as clear as a dog his owner threw away.

I'm basically a woman who can't bear it, I also nodded weakly. After all, Mr. Dimitri also tasted other women out there. Maybe he did more than just satisfy his thirst.

Perhaps Mr. Dimitri also enjoyed the body of another woman. My body is hot burned with jealousy.

“Yuhu! I've never been this happy during my 400 years of living in the world!” glee Mr. Draven while pulling my arm.

Oh, so Mr. Draven is much younger than Mr. Dimitri.

“You're 400 years old, sir? Means Mr. Dimitri has outlived..”.

Mr. Draven smiled as he rolled my sleeves up, then he stroked his fingers over my veins.

“Yes of course, Dimitri including the old vampire..”.

I saw Mr. Draven's finger dancing on my skin but my mind was on a vampire who wasn't here.

“What has he done during the 900s years of living in the world?”

“Ohh, much. Everything he does to get rid of saturation, Chloe. Wh why? Are you missing Dimitri?”

Mr. Draven raised my hand parallel to his sweet lips and inhaled the scent on my hand that must have smelled of laundry soap.

“I just thought...Are you not bored living all this time in the world? Perhaps death is also one of the boons.. Awwww!!” I groaned as Mr. Draven's canines tore through my thin skin.

His red eyes looked at my face while continuing to suck, I sighed.

Then I hurriedly closed my mouth and the vampire's chest rumbled in laughter.

Oh, myGod! What have I done? I gave my blood to Lord Draven!

Mr. Draven pulled my hand down forcefully, then pulled my body close to him. I tried to rebel, but my strength was not comparable to that of a vampire.

“Let go, sir! You've drunk enough!” I said with a loud voice echoing into the entire room.

Mr. Draven stopped drinking just to say, “Your voice is back, Chloe.”

Then he licked the scar and I couldn't hold back the moans coming out of my mouth. The effect of when Mr. Draven drank my blood was the same as when Mr. Dimitri did it.

But my heart didn't beat as hard as it did when I was with Mr. Dimitri. I miss his face, his taut voice, his dark aura and his ignorant tone when I call him ‘babu small.’

I bit my lips withstanding the cry as Mr. Draven still sucked the blood in my hands voraciously.

Mr Dimitri, come home quickly! I miss you!

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