Sulpicia rummaged through the denim suit and white T - shirt in her hands, then came to Caius's room light - heartedly. She placed the clothes on the desk closest to the door and left.
The reason for choosing these was Aro's suggestion. He said that Katherine would like such clothes. Sulpicia shook her head. Katherine didn't know at all how to use clothes to magnify her advantages.
As soon as she went downstairs, she saw Aro sitting on the sofa in the hall for rest, reading a book in his hand. The sunlight shone gently on him, forming an eternal and magnificent picture. Sensing his wife's approach, Aro put down the book in his hand and reached out to her: "Well? Did Katherine like them?"
"Alas, I hope so." Sulpicia said with a bit of a headache. She handed her hand to Aro, sat on his lap accordingly, and stroked his long black hair as smooth as silk. "The relationship between Cassie and Caius is really distressing. Cassie treats him as an enemy. And she is very reluctant to accept our kindness. She always seems very nervous and restless."
"Newborns are like that." Aro kissed the back of her hand to comfort her. "Besides, it's only her first day with us. It's normal not to be used to it. Mainly... haha, Caius really scared her."
Sulpicia looked at him in surprise: "Really? No wonder she refused to enter Caius's room just now. What did he do?"
Aro just smiled without speaking. Sulpicia pouted and said, "Fine if you don't want to tell me. So who did you go to see just now?"
"Ah, Leonardo, an old friend. He misses our Katherine very much and wants to see her. Even..." Aro paused, as if remembering something interesting, and his smile grew deeper. "He also wants to take her away."
"Did he come alone?" Sulpicia couldn't believe it. "He can't take Cassie away. Caius will tear him to pieces."
"Of course, of course, dear. We won't let that happen." Aro picked up a strand of his wife's blond hair and played with it, his eyes gloomy. "But Leonardo always surprises us. He brought a kindred I've never seen this time. That person is rather interesting. I've already asked Demetri to investigate. He should have news back soon."
"I hope Cassie can adapt to this place soon. I don't know how long it will take."
"Don't worry. We have plenty of time, don't we?"
...
The sun gradually lost its dazzling golden color and slowly sank below the top of the mountain behind the Palazzo dei Priori. The sky seemed to be set on fire, burning the firmament and the clouds.
Caius pulled open the thick curtain. The dying sunlight shone feebly on him, and his exposed skin glowed slightly.
He casually sat on the fabric sofa on the balcony. His originally smooth brow gradually furrowed as he turned the pages of the book in his hand. Closing the book with a snap, Caius looked expressionlessly at the still - closed bathroom. He could easily capture the petite figure hiding behind the thick frosted glass and water vapor.
"You have three more minutes, Katherine." Caius's tone carried his usual arrogance and impatience, like an ice pick carving on ice. "If you don't come out, I'll get you out."
Katherine, with her hair still wet after getting dressed, didn't dare to disobey him. She walked out of the bathroom slowly.
Caius sniffed the fragrance in the air that came from Katherine. For the first time, he knew what the bath lotion and shampoo he used smelled like.
It seemed that she still hadn't got used to using her vampire body to walk with the normal steps of a human. However, the fear in her cat - like eyes gave her enough self - restraint to prevent her from running amok here.
Sulpicia had good taste. Although this denim suit was simple, the tailoring fit Katherine's body lines perfectly. She looked flawless.
There was a goblet on the wooden table in front of Caius, filled with dark - red liquid. The orange - red sunlight fell on the rim of the cup, like a diamond. Katherine's attention was completely drawn to it, the blood with floating warm light clusters. The light gave it a certain transparency, making it more like a flowing gem.
Katherine's nerves were stretched taut.
Newborns had a much greater need for blood than ordinary vampires. Caius only needed to feed once every four or five days, while Katherine's body's craving for blood remained at the frequency of a human's craving for food.
Driven by the instinct stimulated by the blood, Katherine's body trembled noticeably. The venom began to overflow excitedly. Caius saw her snow - white hands clench instantly, and the purple blood vessels and sinews were faintly visible. Those cat - like eyes that he liked so much stared unblinkingly at the blood in front of him, with an unmistakable longing.
Caius reached out, picked up the cup of blood, and gently shook it, making the fragrance boil more freely. Then, he was satisfied to see that all of Katherine's attention was on him, completely under his control.
"Dinner, it's yours." Caius didn't move on the sofa and raised the cup towards Katherine. His crimson pupils shimmering with the setting sun were more alluring than the blood, and his slightly curved thin lips were shockingly red.
Katherine suddenly had a strange thought. Was there also equally red blood under such bright red lips?
However, she didn't have time to think about that much. She didn't even know how she got in front of Caius. The blood had taken all of her attention and spirit, making her forget the vow she had made in the bathroom that she would "never get close to this guy again".
She reached out to grab the cup that was her antidote for her lost soul, but Caius grasped her hand, preventing her from touching it. Anger flared in Katherine's eyes, and her eyebrows furrowed. She subconsciously tried to break free. This kind of restraint aroused her hunting instinct.
Caius didn't let her go. Instead, he pulled her down until Katherine crouched on the ground with her lips touching the cup of blood. She didn't care about her almost humble posture at the moment. Crouching on the ground, her upper body lying on Caius's knee, like a pet without dignity. He was playing with her long hair with great pleasure, and then his cold fingers came to the skin on her neck, touching and stroking gently.
She watched the sweet liquid being controlled by one hand and sliding into her mouth, and the pain of an addict was being alleviated. Katherine tried to grab the hand that was pouring the blood at an inconsistent speed, tormenting her, and attempted to regain control of the blood.
Caius threw out a harsh warning: "If you dare to move again, I'll throw it away."
There was finally a glint of clarity in Katherine's almost crazy eyes. She obediently stayed still, lying docilely on his knee, waiting for him to feed her at his own pace according to his mood.
Katherine saw the silver - haired controller in front of her smile, like seeing a rose blooming on an ice peak.
This was a way to train newborns, one of Caius's favorite activities. In the past, although he felt nothing, watching the other person obediently please him was always pleasant.
Now, he could feel Katherine, and this activity lost its fun with others.
The blood in the cup decreased from more to less. The flow of blood turned into a blood line, connecting Katherine and Caius. She endured the stimulation brought by the blood desperately. Her hands unconsciously ruffled Caius's neatly pressed trousers. The wrinkles came and went between her fingers, like the waves constantly lapping at the beach.
There was only a little blood left. Katherine straightened up dissatisfiedly, climbed up Caius's body along his legs, and finally straddled his lap. She held his hands with both hands and greedily absorbed her dinner.
The sunlight moved on her neck, shining brightly. Caius watched her climb onto him helplessly. The arc of her raised snow - white neck was elegant, like a dying swan.
His breathing had been a bit unstable since Katherine kept grabbing and rubbing his trouser legs. When she sat on him completely, Caius's pupils contracted violently, and his breath was filled with Katherine's scent.
The last drop of blood was also licked into the mouth contentedly. Before Katherine could recover, she suddenly felt a hand clasp her waist tightly, and then something cold touched her neck.
Her scalp tingled. Instinctively, she thought it was teeth. Before she could start to struggle, she felt a creepy, tingling sucking sensation on her neck.
Only then did Katherine see clearly how strange the posture between her and Caius was. He held her tightly in his arms, and his whole body was shaking a bit pathologically. His head with flowing silver - white hair like moonlight was buried in her neck. His cold lips were pressed against her neck, clumsily sucking and licking, with heavy breathing.
"Ah -!" The cup in Katherine's hand shattered on the ground with her scream. She panicked and tried to push Caius away.
She was much stronger than Caius. After several pushes without knowing her strength, Caius finally groaned and looked up at her. The rage in his eyes was almost blazing.
"Don't bite me." Katherine was stiff all over, feeling extremely unnatural being so close to him.
She had just drunk blood, and there was still a dazzling color on her lips. Caius stared at her lips, watching her bite and release them habitually, feeling extremely tormented.
"If you bite yourself again, I'll sew your mouth shut." He lowered his voice, and his tone was abnormal, as if he was impatient and struggling to endure.
Katherine pursed her lips and said in the face of Caius's almost terrifying gaze: "Then can you let me go?"
The moment she finished speaking, Caius's look made Katherine think she was going to be choked to death by him. He slowly and stiffly let go of Katherine. Without hesitation, she jumped away from his arms as if she had touched poison and quickly retreated.
When her eyes were wandering, Katherine saw that Aro and Sulpicia were talking and moving quickly together beside the Palazzo dei Priori at a distance below the balcony. Their hands were held together naturally.
"Them." Katherine turned to look at Caius standing beside her. "Are they lovers?"
Caius looked at her like she was an idiot and corrected: "Husband and wife."
"All the time?"
"For three thousand years."
"Three thousand years?!" Katherine repeated in shock. Sensing Caius's unfriendly gaze, she quickly changed her words: "I mean, many humans nowadays can't even last thirty years. It's really enviable."
Three thousand years! Aro was a three - thousand - year - old monster!! How old was Caius?
Caius sneered contemptuously and said: "Humans? Perhaps there is no creature in this world more fickle than this species. Their feelings fade faster than epiphyllum flowers. They are worthless."
Actually, the original meaning of Caius's words was to imply to Katherine that vampire's love and affection were eternal and unchanging. Unfortunately, the meaning changed in Katherine's ears.
Suddenly, she looked at Caius and, after hesitating for a while, asked: "Then, where's your wife?"
Caius was stunned. He didn't expect her to be suddenly interested in his affairs. His emotions started to get uncontrollably excited. He was silent for a long while, making sure his voice sounded the same as usual: "I don't have a wife."
Katherine looked at him in surprise: "Never?" Caius took a breath: "No."
She asked again: "Why?"
Caius turned his head and glared at her, wanting to cut open her head to see what was inside. How was he supposed to answer this kind of question?! Was he going to tell Katherine that he was actually a corpse who could feel nothing except blood and Katherine herself, so naturally he wouldn't be interested in or respond to any woman other than her?
Before he could figure out what to say, he suddenly saw a sympathetic look in Katherine's eyes and felt something was wrong: "What do you mean?"
"Nothing, really." Katherine shook her head, deciding not to irritate this vampire who had become moody because he was hurt by a human woman's feelings.
Caius stared at her face, vaguely guessed Katherine's thoughts, pinched her chin, and said in a harsh tone: "I warn you not to have those laughable speculations. I've never had a wife. Just remember that."
"Y - yes..." Katherine replied stiffly. She seemed to have touched a sore spot of someone else. She really wondered what kind of woman that was.
However, no matter what kind of woman she was, Katherine didn't think she had a good end.