My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires
CHAPTER 20

As I was walking towards the vet to pick up my beloved cat Zack, I thought about what happened a few minutes ago ... I was still a little surprised to find that I had two more wives, but for some reason. .. I'm so happy, I mean... Which man doesn't want to have a harem?

Violet is attractive, I love her personality and she is very affectionate with me. And, even though I've only met Sasha now, I feel she's very cute and I really like to see the way she's changed when she's embarrassed.

And Ruby... I haven't contacted him to ask for his opinion on him, but seeing his personality from the memories I've gotten from Sasha, I think he also has an interesting personality.

I also know that having three wives with exotic personalities can be a very stressful thing, after all, I'm pretty sure problems will arise over time, although I don't mind that problem ...

I thought about how sad Sasha looked and inevitably I clenched my hands tightly. Seeing Sasha like that made me very angry, and at the same time confused with myself; I just met her a few minutes ago and started to like her? That's not possible. But, when I recalled the taste of his blood and the memories I got from drinking his blood, I couldn't help but feel close to him.

I remember the same thing happened with Violet. As I drank Violet's blood, I understood who 'Violet' was; it was a very difficult thing to explain those feelings, but I thought vampire relationships worked differently than humans. They are more aggressive with what they like and do not mind kidnapping their loved ones to make them love them as well ... Although this is a very questionable attitude ...

But one thing I believe in is that Violet, Sasha, Ruby, and I are connected by blood, and I mean it in the most literal sense. I thought of that moment when I could feel everything Sasha felt, I also knew her shallow thoughts for a moment.

Sasha and Violet told me how the ritual of turning someone into a vampire works, and from the memories I absorbed about Sasha and Violet, I knew something was wrong with the ritual.

Violet said my blood was special... RH Null Blood; the blood that made me so much trouble and ironically gave me so many benefits when I became a vampire. I could have been wrong, but I think my blood affected the ritual somehow because, except for my blood, I am not a special human being, I am just an ordinary human being that can be found everywhere... Because of that thought, I decided that I needed to learn more about the rituals that made me what I am today, and only two beings knew much about these rituals... Older vampires, and witches...

The witches seemed impossible to learn from this, I was sure that with their greedy attitude they would ask for something precious from me, so I thought I should ask the older vampires.

"Soup, Victor." I heard a voice talking to me, but I ignored it and continued walking while thinking hard.

I slowly started getting used to people looking at me and whispering things like; Hey, isn't her skin too pale? Is he a stranger? He's very handsome, his blue eyes are beautiful.

I would be honest, this compliment slightly increased my ego, after all, I had never received that compliment from anyone else, and getting that compliment from your mother was so unbelievable because, for mom, it was so unbelievable, the child is beautiful no matter what look she was born with ... Although I feel good when my mother praises me, however, she is very honest; if she thinks I am beautiful, she will say I am beautiful, but if she thinks I am ugly, if she thinks I am ugly, he'll say I'm ugly to be honest.

Sometimes in the past, I received damage from my mother's honest words; I remember the day I wore short green shirts and colorful pants and asked my mother if I looked good, and as usual she was honest in saying; You look like a clown who goes to the circus to work and only wears pants that are part of the uniform ...

Ugh, just remember that I still suffer damage...

"WINNER!!" I heard someone shouting very loudly in my ear and, with my new vampire senses, it felt like someone was putting a full volume loudspeaker near my ear and shouting my name.

I quickly put my hand to my ear and looked at whoever did so angrily.

Seeing the man who did this to me was my childhood friend, I almost screamed. "Basic idiot! Why are you doing that!?"

"Bruh, I called you 10 minutes ago and you didn't talk to me! Are you ignoring me!?" He asked with his usual gentle smile.

A man with pointy blonde hair and green sapphire-like eyes, he has an asymmetrical V-shaped face with a gentle smile and a toned body from sports, he is 185 cm tall.

He was my childhood friend Andrew Walter. It's been a long time since I've seen this idiot; isn't he traveling with his mother or something? Thinking about Andrew's mother's appearance, I inevitably shook my head a few times to remove that thought from my head.

Don't think about your friend's mother like that! Do not violate your code of conduct!

The sibling code of conduct is something that my friend and I created and the code is simple: don't date your friend's ex-girlfriend, don't date your friend's mother or sister, and most importantly don't date your friend's current boyfriend .

Why do we make this? Well, I was fully aware that my mother was beautiful; I knew that with her personality it was almost impossible for her to cheat on my father, but it was good to guarantee, right? Andrew's mother was also a very beautiful woman, and my other friend Edward's sister was also very beautiful; so to prevent our friendship from falling apart for reasons like dating a friend's mother or sister, we coded this.

She started looking at me with questioning eyes, she looked at me from top to bottom as if she was judging me, then she nodded to herself as if she understood what was happening. "Are you taking any drugs that those athletes are using? Hm... What else is his name?" He put a hand to his chin as if he was thinking.

"Anabolic?" I talk while looking at him.

"Yes! That'sthat's true! Did you take that? Dude, don't do this, I know you're annoyed with your body but those drugs just worsen your health! I'll tell your mother!" He said with the last part it sounded like a child caught his friend making a mistake and said he was going to tell their mother.

"I didn't take it!" I practically screamed.

"...It's okay, you can be honest with your friend." He spoke while touching my shoulder with a gaze that would understand me.

This guy really pisses me off sometimes, "I don't take anything, it's just puberty." I used the same excuse I used for my mother.

He looked at me like I was an idiot and said, "Omong empty."

Of course, he won't believe it... I also know this reason is ridiculous.

"Puberty doesn't make humans grow taller, build toned muscles, and make you look the same as Captain America!"

... Well, he's right.

"If puberty did that, the world would be full of people with superhuman physiques! Stop that shit and tell me the truth!"

Ughhhh... I thought of a reason to change the subject, soon something came to my mind, "I have a wife now."

He looked at me with a surprised face, "I don't believe you." He spoke in a dry and honest tone.

I just looked at her with a dead look, she knew I was like my mother and I was very honest with the close people; living 21 years with a mother who speaks everything she thinks can affect you in some way.

"...That's a lie, right? Right!?" He looked at me with eyes begging that it was a lie.

"Dude, I'm married now" I said honestly.

"...I can't believe it! After all, you're not wearing a wedding ring! What kind of man gets married and doesn't wear a wedding ring? Have you cheated on your wife!?"

"It's true, I'm married, but it's all happening too soon and I can't prepare a wedding ring or anything. Anyway, seeya!" I said goodbye to him.

"Huh!? Waitaminute! I'm coming with you!"

I stopped walking and looked at him, "You don't even know where I'm going and you're going to follow me? What if I go somewhere illegal?"

"That's important? If you go somewhere illegal, I'll go with you; it must be fun there, right? I can't let you go alone in this place, of course when this is all over, I'll tell your mother."

"...." - ".This man was a good friend, but for some reason, he always complained to my mother... Wait for...

I looked at her with dead eyes, "If you chase after my mother, I'll chase after your mother too! Are you listening to me!?" I threatened.

She looked at me with a look like she couldn't believe what I was saying, "Dude, you know I respect your mother a lot, after all, he helped me with a problem in the past involving my father and I remember the code. I wouldn't do something like that."

"Good," I think I'm satisfied, I knew she wouldn't do that and I also knew she had a lot of respect for my mother because she was their family advisor when her worthless father wanted Andrew's custody.

"And I also don't like married women, they're troublesome, and I don't want to die from stray bullets by the man I wear the green hat on." He spoke with a gentle smile.

"You speak as if you have your own experience ..." I looked at him suspiciously.

I saw his smile break for a moment, then he said, "I exercise my right to remain silent, we are in a free country!"

"... Dude, one day you're gonna die, you better stop that." I give advice.

"I know, I did this when I was 20, I stopped doing this after what happened in the past."

'You are only 21 years old! Don't talk like this in the past!' I commented internally.

"Oh, okay... Is she pretty?" Inevitably I asked curiously as I started walking towards the vet, I also noticed he started following me.

"Yes, she is 32 years old, curly body with dark black hair; she lives in New York and she comes from a rich family, but her husband is a 66 year old man, she is a very young woman, I think she's frustrated because her husband doesn't satisfy her."

"Oh, the pattern, huh?

"Indeed," He spoke.

"...Somehow, I felt sorry for the man," my comment was a little sympathetic.

"Oh? Own experience? Dude, you just got married and you took your wife!?"

"Fuck up!"

She laughed out loud, I also smiled a little, although she sometimes became an annoying friend, she was a good friend; I have known her since I was a child too.

"Well, I know with your personality, you'd probably kill your man and your wife if you knew you were being cheated on." He commented casually as if it was no big deal.

"Hey, if that happens, I won't stop him, but I won't let you kill yourself. After all, you are my friend, I guess I will have to make plans if this happens in the future, maybe save some money.and buy a passport abroad? Maybe Brazil? I hear the politicians there are very corrupt, and in exchange for a few dollars, they will help you easily." He started a monologue out loud.

"Stop thinking nonsense, it'll never happen," I said, after all, knowing Violet's personality, it couldn't have happened.

"Okay, but I'll keep making plans."

"Good." I accept, I know there is no point in speaking anymore now; he has always been like that. He was very careful, I think what happened in the past with his father affected him a lot.

...

Looking at a small building in front of me, I nodded to myself, this is the right place.

When I entered the establishment, the first thing I saw was my cat, Zack, sitting on the counter and looking around to watch.

I looked at my cat, she was black-haired with a patch of fur around her chest and neck that was reddish-white; her head hair is also very pointed and she has short ears with less black and more dark brown fur. Outside, her eyes are pool blue and have a black slit in the middle, typical of cats, but my most cute cat eyes, cough, okay, maybe not. But I think so, so it's true. He had a cat mustache, of course, nearly ten white strands on each side.

"Soup, Zack. How are you?" I spoke loudly, some customers who took their pets looked at me with confused eyes, maybe thinking I was crazy or something, but soon something happened that surprised everyone.

Zack looked at me and raised his claws, "Meow."

Umu, I nodded in satisfaction to myself, and I smiled a little when I saw the customer looking at the surprised cat.

"As usual, your cat looks more like a dog than a cat; I don't like cats, but I don't mind adopting them."

"Never! And cats are the best, they are quiet, reserved, and affectionate making them the best animals ever!"

"Meow!" Zack meowed at me as if he agreed.

"seen? Even he agreed!"

"Clear," Andrew did not even try to argue, so he turned his face and looked at a 21-year-old woman wearing a doctor's suit.

"Oh, Victor, and...Andrew's." Andrew." He called Andrew's name angrily.