Chapter 72 | 0072 The Substitute
"Listen to me, Cloud."
Hobert and Wuxian faced each other, and she nestled into his arms. Her master had no heartbeat, and she couldn't tell from the drum-like throbbing whether it was a lie or the truth.
However, because he was the master, Wu Xian was willing to listen to him.
Hobert wouldn't lie to her, that was the conclusion Wu Qian had drawn from their recent interactions. He was a perfect master, strict yet gentle, a gentleman. "Daddy," was the word Wu Qian used to describe her master.
She had never experienced fatherly love, but she instinctively relied on Hobart.
"Me and..."
"Master, please don't mention his name."
"No, please."
Wu Xian covered Hobert's open lips, her eyes brimming with tears. The usually madwoman was now pitiful and charming, naked and as pure and innocent as a lamb.
"good."
Hobert gently placed a finger on Wu Qian's wrist, where there were intertwined and forked blue veins. The cold touch made Wu Qian flinch.
“He and I are family, Cloud, blood relatives.”
Wu Qian wasn't surprised by this. She had wanted Hobert as her stand-in not only because of his red eyes, but also because of the subtle similarities in their facial features.
“He is my younger brother, but I am much older than him.”
“I am much older than Cloud.”
Wu Xian leaned over and kissed Hobert's cheek. "I like you, Master." Her affection was met with a kiss in return.
"Cloud, vampires don't understand emotions, and even their kinship is very weak. They only understand love under one circumstances."
"What?"
“Destiny, does that sound a bit strange? Such special beings rarely appear, and sometimes we will never encounter them.”
“Cloud, I know about your past with him, but from the first time I saw you, I also knew that you should be mine.”
Hopper's eyes were filled with deep affection. Wu Qian turned her head away, unwilling to think about where her so-called first time was—in the clinic? Or somewhere much further back in time?
"So, I complied with your idea, substitute."
Ah, when Wu Xian heard Hobert say it so bluntly, she couldn't help but tremble. He had always known and had deliberately seduced her.
"My master is so mean."
U.S. fiber optic complaint.
She knew that after today, she definitely couldn't use Hobert as a substitute anymore, and she hesitated about the future of their relationship.
Hobert stroked the black slender figure and asked, "Can you understand, Cloud?"
Wu Xian nodded.
He chuckled and whispered in her ear, "That's great because I can't make you leave."
"Cloud, you have to be with me, you have to be with me."
"Definitely, forever."
Hobart's tone was soft and elegant, as if he were singing an imperfect hymn, with broken breaths permeating every pause and transition.
His eyes were fixed intently on Wu Xian, his gaze so intense it could only capture the silhouette of a small dog. Like a predator, he kept a close watch on his prey, ready to pounce on her neck with his sharp fangs at the slightest movement.
Wu Xian knew that what her master said was not sweet talk, but an order.
She could only give one answer, and that was "okay".
Such a forceful and arrogant statement inevitably instills fear in people, and those who cannot bear it will run away. But what he was facing was Wu Qian, the crazy and abnormal Wu Qian.
She is content with her current prisoner-like situation, and even expresses joy at it.
Otherwise, how could she have become a vampire's lover, especially paired with this arrogant "tyrant"?
"Being with my master, liking and loving my master."
"Master, you look so charming. I want to kiss your lips."
She clung to him, already making Hobert's clothes a mess, and kept whispering sweet nothings like a fairy seducing a stone.
Touching, tender, and lingering words come out of the mouth with the slightest movement, requiring no deep thought or genuine emotion.
Wu Xian was beautiful, with lips as delicate and luscious as pink roses in the morning. Therefore, even though her words of love were rather shallow, one could read a deep affection in them when she stared at him with her moist eyes.
Her heartbeat was like a bird chirping, and even her body, which had been still in the long river of time, could feel its vitality.
Even though Hobart was calm and composed, he had to try his best to restrain himself and bury his surging desires deep inside, only able to vent them where she couldn't see him. Now, with her watching him, he couldn't even think about it.
Out of control means the owner is unfit.
This child is exceptionally intelligent and possesses a primal, keen intuition. Her discovery of him not only signifies a reversal of relationships but also means she will grow weary of him.
Hobart knew about Harold and Ussin's past, which made him more cautious.
So he pressed his hand tightly against Wu Xian's lips and told her, "Master also likes Cloud, but you need to be careful. You've overstepped your bounds, you naughty girl."
Sure enough, Wu Xian obediently nestled into Hobert's arms.
“However, it’s really too much for you to use your master as a substitute. You have to be punished, Cloud.”
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Hobert: A cunning vampire who occasionally steps on his brother's feet.
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