The streets of Mariefred unfurl before me like a tapestry woven with the threads of twilight. Emily and I move with purpose, our steps synchronized in a macabre rhythm that only we understand. She's always been the agile one, flitting through the shadows with a grace that belies her deadly intent. Me? I'm the muscle, the protector, towering over her with a presence that demands attention.

"Brother, look," Emily's voice is a whisper, barely audible over the hum of the city. She nods towards a group of young women, their laughter echoing through the night air like a siren's song. I follow her gaze, my mouth watering at sight. Hunger gnaws at my insides, a relentless beast that can never be sated. "Brother, you can go, but promise me that you will not fall in love, just see them as food," Emily said with a hint of jealousy in her eyes. Holding her hands while looking into her eyes I said "Dear, be assured that it will never happen. So, go and find a prey for yourself, you're hungry as well." "Okay, as you wish brother"

As I approach the group, I adopt the guise of a charming stranger, a wolf in sheep's clothing. They welcome me with open arms, oblivious to the predator in their midst. Their laughter is like music to my ears, a symphony of innocence that I long to devour.

"So, what's your name?" one of the girls asks, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Leo," I reply, my voice smooth as silk. "And what about you?" She started with a mixture of curiosity "Umm, I am Nina, I live close by here. We were just going for shopping. What about you?" I started with a calm voice "I was just walking through the street, In search of an angel." "And did you find this so-called angel?" She asked with a blush. "Yes, she is quite cute, and her voice is soothing," I answered. "Oh really, how nice. What's her name?" She asked with sparkling eyes. "Her name is… if I could remember properly, then I guess, she said that her name is Nina." "Really? Are you flirting with me or something" She said with a blush. "Oh no, I mean it. You're really cute, although I am cuter." I said playfully. "Oh, stop it. You're making me blush." She said with a hint of amusement.

The conversation flows effortlessly, a delicate dance of words and gestures. They're drawn to me like moths to a flame, unaware of the danger that lurks beneath my veneer of charm.

Before Nina and I left the group, I made sure to make them forget about me. As we were making our way toward my house, I could sense that she was excited, and my own hunger. As soon as I turned into the narrow, shadowed alleyway, Nina's voice broke the silence, laced with suspicion. "Leo, why are you taking me here? I thought we were going to your house?" I offered her a reassuring smile, though it felt hollow even to me. "It's just a shortcut, Nina. Nothing to worry about." She nodded, but I could feel her hand tighten around mine, a tangible manifestation of her growing fear. We walked further into the alley, the dim light casting eerie shadows on the walls. The air grew colder and heavier. "Leo, I don't feel right about this," Nina murmured, her voice trembling. "Maybe I should go home."

Without warning, I pulled a handkerchief from my pocket, already soaked in chloroform. As I pressed it against her face from behind, her eyes widened in shock. She struggled, her movements frantic, but it didn't take long before her body went limp. The silence returned, oppressive and complete. I lifted her unconscious form and carried her to my house, my heart pounding with anticipation and dread. When I rang the doorbell, Emily answered almost immediately, her eyes dark with understanding. She stepped aside to let me in, quickly locking the door behind us.

In the dim light of the hallway, I began to strip Nina of her clothes, laying her bare on the cold wooden chair. Emily moved with practiced efficiency, helping me tie her securely with thick ropes. Once she was bound, I placed a strip of duct tape over her mouth, the adhesive pressing against her skin with a finality that made my stomach churn. Sitting on the plush sofa, Emily snuggled against me, her eyes gleaming with a sinister lust. "Brother," she whispered, her voice dripping with a twisted desire, "do you want to... indulge after you eat her?" Her eyes locked onto mine, filled with a dark hunger. I held her gaze, feeling the same perverse excitement stirring within me. "Alright," I replied. Emily's face lit up with twisted joy, and she hugged me tightly, her nails digging into my skin.

An hour later, Nina began to stir, her eyes fluttering open. Realization and terror set in as she took in her surroundings. Bound and helpless, she started to thrash against the restraints, her muffled cries filled with fear. Emily approached her, her expression cold and cruel, and delivered a sharp slap across Nina's face. "Know your place, bitch," Emily hissed. "You should be grateful. Tonight, you become my beloved brother's sustenance." Nina's eyes filled with tears, her mind unable to process the horror of what she was hearing. "Emi," I said gently, "there's no need for anger. She has every right to fight for her life." Emily turned to me, her eyes pleading.

"You're right, brother, but she doesn't understand your greatness," she murmured, leaning into me. I stroked her hair, trying to calm her. "It's alright," I assured her. "Now, if you'll allow me, I need to begin." Emily nodded, stepping back. As I approached Nina, her sobs grew louder, her body writhing in a desperate attempt to escape. "I'm sorry," I whispered before sinking my teeth into her neck. The taste of her blood flooded my mouth, rich and intoxicating. Her soft screams filled the room, mingling with the sounds of her futile struggle.

Emily watched with rapt fascination, her breath quickening. As I tore into Nina's flesh, the room filled with the grotesque sounds of feeding. Nina's resistance slowly waned, her life ebbing away. When she finally went still, I had consumed her organs and muscles, savoring each bite. Emily approached, her eyes dark with lust. She leaned against my back, her voice husky with desire. "Brother, take me. I can't wait any longer."

Our lips met in a fierce, hungry kiss. We tore at each other's clothes, the taboo nature of our relationship only fueling our passion. "Brother, I love you," Emily moaned, her voice thick with need. "Please, take me now." I lifted her into my arms, carrying her to our bedroom. The night descended into a frenzied blur of lust and hunger. Our bodies were entwined, driven by a primal need to defy boundaries. The room echoed with our cries of passion, a nightmarish symphony of love and depravity. As the night wore on, we gave in completely to our darkest desires, bound together by blood and hunger, lost in a world where cruelty and lust reigned supreme.

Stay tuned for the next episode as the story continues...