Dennis went upstairs to change his clothes. Wait, why is this woman following him upstairs? Is she going to watch him change?
Bang!
Dennis closed the bedroom door and left Helen outside, saying 'Don't go upstairs without my permission.'
Helen felt somewhat puzzled, as she didn't know what Dennis was thinking.
...
After changing his clothes, Dennis went to the vegetable garden and pulled some cabbage to cook soup.
Helen appeared silently and expressed her concern, "Is grass tasty? I think it doesn't compare to the taste of blood. Would you like to try a different flavor?"
"Not interested."
"Do you have any interest in adding some food for me?" This is Helen's true intention.
"I am just an ordinary university teacher, earning only a few meager paychecks each month. I am not wealthy."
"Poverty? Your clothes are all custom-made and quite expensive. Are you trying to deceive me?" Helen is not ignorant; she has investigated his belongings.
He turned around to look at Helen, suddenly reaching out and embracing her. A faint cold smile appeared on his lips as he said, "Even the clothes I wear are gifts from others. How about you also give me a few pieces?"
Helen was momentarily stunned. She could feel Dennis's body warmth and didn't push him away. As she lifted her gaze, it collided with his, causing a sudden jolt in her heart. It had to be admitted that this man had beautiful eyes, deep like a lake, and she liked them very much.
"Joking aside! If I had money, I should first go and buy blood to drink. Is it necessary for me to act all high and mighty and haggle with you?" Helen felt extremely frustrated.
She is a noble vampire queen with the purest and oldest bloodline, yet she has fallen to the point of drinking expired blood.
Dennis let go of her and continued cooking: 'Then you can keep drinking expired blood.' He didn't care about material possessions, nor was he lacking in money. It's just that if Helen were to drink fresh blood, her injuries would quickly heal and become difficult to control.
Helen's face turned gloomy, never having seen such a despicable human being. Moreover, this person took advantage of her weakened state while being chased and hiding to forcibly drag her back from the rainy alley!
Helen clenched her teeth, longing intensely for fresh warm blood.
Thinking of the slowly flowing fresh and delicious blood in her veins, Helen opened her mouth and revealed two sharp teeth. Her dark pupils gradually turned silver gray.
"What should we do? Helen is really hungry."
...
At night, the stars shine brightly. The pale moonlight streams down through the glass window, pouring onto the crimson floor, emitting a soft glow and dancing with mischievous specks of light. Under the moonlight, in a modest two-story space of less than eighty square meters, there are two bedrooms with simple home decor that is typical for working professionals.
In the master bedroom, Dennis was holding a thin blanket and sleeping well.
Occasionally, he moved and flipped, revealing his slender abdominal muscles hidden under the blanket with beautiful lines, as well as the seductive and bone piercing mermaid line.
In the guest room, Helen put on a wig and held a makeup mirror in her hand. She elegantly sat in front of the window sill, reflecting the moonlight with the mirror. The desire for beauty is universal, and she was no exception.
shit!
When will my hair grow?
In the mirror, there is an exceptionally pale face, already half translucent, revealing the most primitive flesh and bones.
This is due to malnutrition and physiological degeneration caused by long-term consumption of expired blood, which can be considered as a side effect of forcibly reversing the aging process after injury. They experience eight hours of continuous activity each day, similar to normal individuals during the remaining time.
Helen lightly bites her fingertips, raises her head with a sigh, and gazes at the moonlight outside the window that is as white as clouds. She secretly feels annoyed.
"I'm hungry! Very hungry!"
In fact, vampire blood is more delicious than human blood, and the purer the vampire's lineage, the more delicious it is. However, one cannot consume the blood of a stronger vampire as their body would not be able to withstand it and they would suffer and perish in pain.
What if you drink your own blood? Helen bit her fingertips hard.
A broken bone fell to the floor, shattering into a white powder that eventually dissipated.
"what the fuck?"
Helen's complexion was extremely unpleasant, as if there were hardly any drops of blood in her body, only bones!
"Helen! Please stop making noise!"
In the room next door, Dennis closed his eyes and coldly warned. Within a certain range, he could hear the vampires talking, and he heard her crunching on bones.
...
On the second day, Dennis changed into a pure white shirt and paired it with black trousers. He picked up a shoulder bag and stood in front of the floor-length mirror at the doorway, adjusting his outfit.
In the mirror, a semi-transparent pale face suddenly flashed, giving a horrifying and chilling feeling. Helen curled her lips and disdainfully said, "Tsk! So tacky. Is this the taste of all you teachers?"
"Is it not good-looking?" Dennis turned around and gave Helen a cold glance.
Helen leaned against the door, her arms crossed over her chest, and looked at him. "It affects the cityscape."
Dennis walked to the entrance hall to change his shoes and casually said, 'I'll bring back the blood pack during lunch break. If you're really hungry, you can bite your paw again. It will grow back anyway.'
Helen bit her lip. shit!How did he know that she had bitten her finger last night?
"The taste of bones is not good at all." Helen's eyes were gloomy, and when the bones and flesh healed, it was even more painful than when they were cut open.
"I guess so," Dennis said coldly. He wasn't a vampire and wouldn't become such a creature either.
Helen seemed to have a half-smile on her face. If one day he also turned into a vampire, she would definitely break his legs first, so that he could taste the bitterness of biting bones.
"You cannot leave here through this door," he said, and then he closed the door. Dennis left and went back to school for class.
Helen's eyes darkened. Was Dennis imprisoning her in a disguised manner? He didn't kill her, nor did he physically harm her. What is his ultimate purpose? She wanted to see what tricks he was playing! However, she needed to deal with the pressing matter first; she was very hungry.
While driving, Dennis hears nothing but Helen's voice saying "I'm hungry" in his ears as he waits for the red light. He has had the ability to hear vampires within a certain range since childhood, it is a natural gift. That night, if he hadn't taken Helen home with him, there might have been a murder case in the city the next day.