Amos turned around and saw the greedy face of the steward.
He felt sick in his heart, but for the sake of his plan, he had to suppress his nausea and asked the steward: "You said before that as long as I agree to you, you will agree to one condition of mine, right?"
The steward watched the little white rabbit slowly fall into the trap. Fearing it would escape, he nodded repeatedly and said proudly, "Of course, besides the Duke and Envoy Cruz, I have the most power in this entire castle."
Hearing this, Amos felt relieved: "I want to go out for a while."
The steward thought this condition was trivial: "No male slave who comes here can leave without the Duke's permission, but I can let you leave, as long as you don't run away. Of course, you can't escape, otherwise you will be wanted by the entire vampire family."
If he could get out, he could go find Marquis Catherine. Amos was still a little hesitant. He had served some vampire nobles, but they were all women, and they were good-looking, so he was not so averse to them. But this steward was a man, and Amos was a little scared when he thought about having to submit to him in a while.
However, those fears instantly turned to ashes when he thought of the slaves' contemptuous looks at him.
He, Amos, never gives up, he must make those people pay the price.
So he put on a coquettish smile, looked at the steward, and took off his clothes one by one. When his snow-white body was completely exposed in front of the steward, the steward immediately turned into a wolf and pounced on him.
"Sweetheart, you are so beautiful."
His movements were extremely rough, and his lips were kissing all over Amos' body.
Then Amos felt something huge tearing his body apart. He had no idea such a thing would happen. The pain made his tears well up. He began to fear and kept resisting, but the steward covered his mouth with his hand and said fiercely, "If you continue like this and the Duke finds out, you'll be dead."
Amos dared not speak.
It was a shameful and disgusting rhythm.
After finishing, Amos struggled to get up. He felt sick even when he looked at the manager. The other party's satisfied look made him lose his appetite. When he thought about how he had given himself to him and done such a thing, Amos felt like crying.
His legs kept shaking, and his back hurt so much that it was difficult to put on his clothes. The steward was very satisfied with the rhythm and took out a badge from his body. He said, "Sweetheart, with this, you can go out. You can go out anytime you want, but remember, if you don't come back for more than a day, then I will tell the adults that you stole something and ran away. So, you know what to do?"
Amos happily accepted the badge and nodded. Before leaving, he heard the steward say, "If you need anything next time, just come to me, hehe."
He left without looking back.
On the way back to the room, he met Mino. Seeing Mino's happy look, he felt even more aggrieved. He didn't even want to look at Mino. However, Mino stopped him: "Wait, you smell of blood."
Amos's body froze in place. He certainly smelled of blood, and his back was sticky; he must have bled. But he hadn't expected Mino to be so sensitive. If he told the adults, then with their sense of smell, they would definitely...
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