Mr. Dimitri's Toy
Toyed with Chloe

“It's just fine that I don't remember it, Dimitri. You must be the most boring man I've ever slept with!”

His shoulders shook and he held a laugh behind his palm. What say? It never occurred to me that Chloe who was already a vampire would now seek pleasure on another man's bed.

It never crossed my mind that he must have been drinking the blood of another man. I imagined the moment her two little fangs stuck in the man's neck, blowing the sauce, and the blood went through Chloe's throat.

I straightened up, trying to hold back my anger. I'm gonna kill every man who's ever touched my Chloe.

“How many men have you slept with, Chloe? Call their name.”

Chloe snorted, “Too much for me to count!”

“Then maybe I should remind you back, Chloe. I don't mind doing it now in comparison.”

He was about to run for his sword but my hand was already clutching onto Chloe's arms, pushing her body until we both fell on the bed. The heat spread all over me as Chloe was under me with a surprised expression.

“I miss you so much, Chloe.”

I buried my head against his neck, inhaling his scent. She did not have the sweet scent of blood yet my canine teeth extended by themselves.

“Wait.. You said our relationship is more than a servant and an employer. Then you also drink my blood?”

I lifted my head and our eyes looked. “Of course. Your blood is the sweetest blood I've ever drank. After you left my life, I never touched another woman.”

My hand was about to touch her cheek but I was afraid to let go of my grip on both of her arms. Unintentionally, my eyes came down and saw her breasts going up and down teasing me. Somehow Chloe hid her assets in a harness. No one could have expected the God of Death to have such a beautiful body.

Chloe bit her lip and I growled because my friend down there couldn't stand the torment.

“Am I also the last woman to sleep with you?”

I replied with certainty that only Chloe was the last woman to sleep with me. No one can replace him.

“Hmm... Maybe I'll give you one chance to prove your point that you're really that great apart from fighting in the arena.”

His sobbing gaze made me gulp.

“I won't let you down, Chloe. Only my name will come out of your mouth for now and forever,” my wrath.

Chloe raised one eyebrow and smiled seductively. “Then give me a kiss, Dimitri D’Arcy.”

I can't believe my ears! Chloe asked me to kiss her? I immediately lowered my face with my eyes closed, but my lips did not touch his lips, but met with the bed sheet.

I widened my eyes and saw that there was no one under my body.

“Chloeee!!” I screamed in frustration.

It's stupid that I'm stuck in his game. He's not seriously teasing me! I forgot that Chloe was awarded the power. If I don't guess wrong, he has the power to switch places aka teleportation.

I should have been annoyed, because this made it easy to avoid me. But there is only pride that covers my heart. My Chloe is a well-known and respected war commander. He is also a vampire with great powers.

Then I lay myself on his bed, one hand on my stomach that hurt holding back laughter. A little babu manages to play Dimitri D’Arcy.

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...-President Navarre-...

[The Third POV]

Across the ocean close to the Kingdom of Azov stood a smaller kingdom. The population of the people was only about 100,000 people and their land was not as large as other kingdoms. But the kingdom of Navarre was endowed with great sea products. For several hundred years, the King of Navarre always sold seafood to other kingdoms.

Everything changed when the crown prince, prince Nelson, took the throne in place of his father who died two years ago. The young man's ambition to expand the Kingdom of Navarre frightened the people.

How not? Those who had lived in peace and comfort had to be overshadowed by endless war. The sea products they captured had to be used to feed the war soldiers.

King Nelson had already lost three times in battle, but was still not deterred from attacking the Azov Kingdom. He did not accept the greatness of the Death God on the battlefield that made his soldiers panting.

“Have just stopped this Nelson. Have you ever looked down? Your people are already miserable because of your ambition to seize the Kingdom of Azov. Some of the rebel groups that opposed you to ascending the throne first, have already called for propaganda to get you off the golden seat.”

Nelson stared at the old advisor who always accompanied his father and also taught him many things when he was a child.

“This is just the beginning, Jerrick. After I take control of the Azov Kingdom, I will attack the Rudolmuv Kingdom. This time the war will not fail. I myself will go to watch this war go on.”

Nelson grinned. This time he's going to deploy a vampire army. Regarding the rebel group, there are already two leaders from different groups who have received death sentences. But new groups are always emerging. Nelson believes this must be the work of his half-brother, Prince Lewis, who wants to seize the throne.

Jerrick could only shake his head at the youngster. From childhood, he could already see Nelson's ambition. It's a shame that ambition turned to the negative. All the decisions he made did not concern the welfare of his people.

“Nelson, the news that I heard that the two kingdoms that have been fighting each other have finally united against you on the battlefield. Our threat is getting bigger now.”

“Jerrick, you're getting older the more timid. I don't want to hear you anymore. Please go.”

Jerrick lowered his head and rushed away. In one corner of the palace, he met his loyal bodyguard and handed him a piece of paper after turning to the left and right sides.

“Give this to Prince Lewis. He'll know what to do.”

The bodyguard saluted and rushed out of the palace to convey his master's message. Jerrick hopes that Lewis can save the kingdom before it disappears unceremoniously due to the rampage of the Children of the Night Clan.

Then Jerrick went up to the top floor of the palace. The sky was very clear today and he took off a pigeon, a piece of paper already tied to his left foot.

“Go. Bring this message to Azov.” Kingdom

The pigeon flew as if it knew where it was headed.

On the deck of the battleship Navarre, King Nelson stood staring at 10 large warships ready to sail towards the Kingdom of Azov. All the vampire soldiers were on the dark lower deck. Far from sun exposure.

A soldier kneels with one foot left on a wooden floor, saluting his king.

“King Nelson. All preparations are done.”

Nelson smiled in satisfaction and shouted loudly which was welcomed by the crew of his ship.

“FOR NAVARRE KINGDOM!!”

“FOR NAVARRE KINGDOM!!”

The ship slowly moved forward across the sea. The wind blew against his face and blond hair, Nelson stared straight at the endless blue sea.

“I came specially for you, God of Death.”

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