But in the end, he managed to control himself and looked in another direction.
He was more interested in finding Vili than in lifeless things.
This room seemed different from the ones he had seen before. Where there had been an intricately carved coffin in the center, it had been moved to a corner and replaced by a huge four-poster bed.
Black and crimson veils intertwined and hung down, completely blocking Dario's prying gaze, but he could already smell Vili's scent and couldn't help but walk forward quickly.
Suppressing his racing heartbeat, Dario reached out and gently pulled the curtain aside, revealing the face of the person on the bed.
But the next moment, as if he were in a frozen wasteland, he froze on the spot, completely still.
The dazzling red gemstone was carefully stored in the box. The noble young master of the vampire closed his eyes, and his thick, butterfly-like eyelashes cast an arc-shaped shadow on his face, making him look exceptionally beautiful even in his sleep.
At this moment, his small body was held tightly in the boy's arms, their platinum blonde hair spread out on the dark, soft pillow, inseparable.
A still-youthful arm, already covered with thin muscles, wrapped around Willy's shoulder, gentle yet full of undeniable possessiveness. Beneath the pale, almost transparent wrist, blue veins were visible, flowing gently.
As if sensing the intrusive gaze, he gently raised his arm, his slender fingers pressing against the back of Willy's head, hiding the young master's delicate face in his chest, revealing nothing.
As the curtain fell again, a flash of red light appeared in the darkness.
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