Chapter 92: Pain

Olive frowned, and licked her lips which was now stained with blood.

Soon, Elvis regained some clarity. The blood which he had tasted from her mouth gave

him an impulse which made him feel like he had fallen into an abyss.

“Don’t touch me.” Elvis quickly got up and walked into the bathroom. “Go go sleep.” He

locked the bathroom door.

Everytime he fell ill, he would push her away. Olive knew the inviolable pride and dignity

of a man like him. However, he couldn’t save himself.

He locked himself up, making the situation worse.

Olive reached out and knocked on the door,

Elvis, open the door. I have some medical experience. I can help you. I know you’re in

pains right now. Open the door and let me see you.”

In the bathroom. Elvis stood beside the washbasin. The faucet was turned on, and the

cold water flowed out.

There was still her sweet taste in his mouth, which made him very excited. He raised

his head and looked at himself in the mirror. His eyes were covered with a bloodthirsty

gloomy and terrifying aura.

The room was engulfed with silence, and only Olive’s beckoning voice was heard.

Elvis turned off the tap and walked over to the door. Olive was about to knock when the

door suddenly opened.

“Elvis, how are you?”

met his reddened eyes, as he stared at

at it’s

“Elvis…”

her and

give you one last chance.

shook her

“I’m not leaving.”

grabbed her slender wrist and threw her into the soft bed with a

thud was felt on the bed, as Elvis collapsed

a black leather belt and tied her two slender wrists to

for a

are you doing? Don’t be

and bit her veins.

landed on the button of her pyjamas and he pulled it

chew on it, as he was obsessed with

but she soon realized

her tongue in pain, not allowing herself to make a

her waist.

“Elvis, no!”

looked up at her. Olive’s beautiful

the snow white pillow.

lowered his head and kissed her red lips. Olive didn’t

obedient, can

voice sounding tenderly, Elvis’s hostility lessened

and untied

and placed it under

pillow.

faster. He pressed her hand down and his sharp

muttered,

do you want

quite alert. The slightest movement could startle him. Olive

needle into his index

very good at deceiving people, you little liar.”

pressed against her lips.

the bed. Olive pulled out her silver needle

then she sat

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