1.22 Young master Charles can't live without his Doll

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Author believes that the readers have chosen to read the novel regardless of its blood content. The novel contains s*x, r*ped, blood, cruel torture, vulgar words and many more tortures.

If readers are unwilling to read the above👆 stuffs, then author sama would make sure to give you a warning from the beginning.

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The bright moonlight seeped through the window, causing Mia, who was sleeping on the bed to knit her brows in displeasure.

She turned around, positioning herself on the comfortable bed to sleep. 'Wait. Sleep?'. Stunned, she abruptly woke up, and hissed in pain. Massaging her sore neck, she looked around.

Her room was painted in blue colour, but the room she was in, is painted in black and white colour.

Her room had a study table with two chairs, but the room she was in, doesn't have a table, neither a single chair.

Her room was filled with the scent of wild lilies, but the room she was in, reeked of cigarettes.

Her room had various kinds of book shelves, but the room she was in, doesn't even have a single books shelve.

Her room-ok leave it. This isn't her room. Realizing the fact, she anxiously checked her body. Seeing her clothes intact, she consciously let out a sigh in relief. Massaging her neck, she mumbled, "how did I end up here?."

As long as she remembered, she was in the academy's music room with Charles. It was during dance clas-Stunned, Mia anxiously searched for her phone. "Ahh! I'm so dead!", she cried out. She had skipped the dance class without informing her teachers. She is surely gonna get punished.

At that moment, someone knocked on the door, causing Mia to jump in fright. She rubbed her palms and prayed to the heavens, "Please let it not be him."

She looked around the room and grabbed the flower vase, which was placed beside the bed. Previously, she was with her r*pist, so this room might surely be his.

She won't allow herself to be defiled, again. Taking a deep breath, she held the knob. After twisting the knob, she suddenly pulled the door and striked the other person's head.

Fortunately, the maid, who was standing outside, instantly jumped backward, causing the vase to hit nothing, but air. "Mi-miss..", the maid swallowed her saliva and stuttered. Why did her master bring an aggressive person like him!

Mia was ashamed that she couldn't even hit a person. She looked at the maid and asked, "who are you? Where am I? When did I come here? Who is your master? What time is it? And, Where is my phone?." All the wh-questions were repeated thrown to the maid.

Ela, the maid, inwardly gave a thumbs up. Her master's new girlfriend was so vigilant, unlike the other 12 women, who would either command her or seduce her master as soon as they woke up.

She waved her hand and replied, "Miss can call me as Ela. Miss is currently staying in my master's private mansion. My master's name is Charles Davis. You've been sleeping for four hours, so now it's 7:34 pm. About your phone, I don't know. I request Miss to not worry about your stay in my master's home. My master has prepared everything, regarding the afternoon leave and your driver."

For every question, Ela smiled and said in a calm manner. Mia cautiously looked around the hall and asked, "where is your master?." Ela replied, "My master had an important appointment with his friend, so he would be coming late. Is Miss hungry?."

Mia let out a sigh in relief. Since the villain wasn't here, she needn't worry about her escape plan. Hearing the last sentence of Ela, she shook her head and said, "I've eaten before."

Growl....

Mia's cheeks turned scarlet. She fist her palm and fake coughed, "I'm hungry." Ela smiled and said, "I request Miss to wash up and come downstairs for dinner." Mia said a thanks and shut the door.

She had no time for dilly dallying. She had to leave this place, before the villain arrives. But, food comes first!

She suddenly realized that she was still wearing the school uniform. She also forgot her coat! Letting out a frustrated sigh, she went to the bathroom. When she saw the red marks on her neck, left by Charles, her cheeks beeped red.

Smacking her face, she groaned, "why is wrong with me?." Whenever she thought of the villain, her heart would beat so fast, that it scared her. Out of many many men, why is her heart yearning for only the villain?!

"System, do you have an amnesia portion or something that can erase my memory?", Mia thought about her decision. Since she was a lone soul, who would travel to various kinds of worlds with many more missions, she can't allow her feelings to grow.

It was better to cut these feelings from now, or else, she might not be able to face the consequences.

[Yes]

The reply from her system caused Mia's mood to turn gloomy. Even though she wanted to hear this answer, her heart wasn't satisfied. It would be better if her system replied 'No.'

Slapping her cheeks, she mumbled, "jus-just a little longer." Anyway, she was gonna erase her memory when the time comes, so it wouldn't be a problem to play a little longer.

Having feelings for the villain might not be a bad idea.

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Warning!

Blood and torture ahead.

Warning!

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Time: 8:45 pm

Location: City Lon, Hotel Luna.

The visitors and guests of hotel Luna, they only knew that the hotel contained 32 floors with the top floor made as a large casino, where the business and political men can gamble without having any restrictions.

But, the VVIP guest of the hotel, knew more than the normal guest. Hotel Luna, or to say, Red poppy, was a hotel used for exchanging secret goods.

The underground basement of the building wasn't open for anyone, except for the hotel boss, the VVIP guest, the manager and some hotel staffs. The underground basement had 15 floors, each floor countless times larger than the ground floors.

The halls were surrounded by thick white doors, and the bright lights on the ceilings were like the sun. Some people would come out from time to time, with a burly man leading their path.

The steel gate was obviously a voice recognition mode and would open automatically when a person says his/her given code number.

When one passed the steel gate, they would be welcomed by a wide hall with numbers of rooms. Each room was built with sound proof, so no one would be able to know what was going in it.

The rooms were numbered from 01-35, it's unique number holding a special meaning.

In room number 32, a girl laid on the operating table, with her limbs manacled¹ at each corner of the table. Her fair and flawless naked body was revealed to the man, who was sharpening an operating knife beside her.

His movements were smooth and flawless, like he had done the action for years. While doing so, he said to the girl, "Stop pretending. I know you're awake. Get up and tell me who sent you?." The girl, who was pretending to be unconscious fluttered her long eyelashes.

She shook her head and stuttered, "No one." The boy frowned and said, "Don't lie. Who sent you?." The girl repeatedly shook her head, "No one. No one sent me. It was a mistake. I-I didn't mean to target you. Let me go! Please, please."

The boy paused his movements and turned to the girl. Tracing the sharp edges of the knife with his fair fingers, he said with a deep frown, "I don't usually repeat my question thrice. Since you're my acquaintance, I would make an exception. For the final time, Who sent you?." When the girl saw the knife, shining due to the bright light, her body shuddered in fear.

She stared at the boy's dark eyes and stuttered, "Promise me that you'll let me go after I say the person's name." The boy arc his lips into a sly smile. He turned around and took a different knife. Sharpening it, he said while facing his back to the girl, "I'm listening."

The girl opened her mouth and said a person's name. As soon as she told the name, an ear piercing scream rang throughout the room. Horrified, she turned her head and saw the sharp knife, stabbed in the center of her palm.

"Argh-Please! Please!! Let me go! I-I said his name! Why aren't you leaving me?!", the girl shrieked and asked in disbelief. Didn't he promise to leave her if she said his name?

The boy took a deep breath and slightly knitted his brows. Instantly pulling out the knife, he sincerely apologized, "Sorry, my hands are not cooperating." Placing the knife on the steel plate, he took the scissors and asked curiously, "how much did he give you?."

The girl immediately replied, "1 million! He offered me a million!." The boy furrowed his brows and asked, "only a million?." The girl immediately nodded in return. She groaned and shook her wrist, trying to free herself. The boy chuckled and gestured his men, who were standing beside the door to come over.

Handing over the scissors, he looked at them and said with a faint smile, "you know what to do." His dark eyes were slightly droop, and when he smiled, it exuded a mysterious yet sinister charm. The two men took the scissors and nodded.

"Wha-nooo! Don't!! You can't!", the girl shrieked and shouted as she struggled to break free. She turned to the boy and shouted, "You can't do this to me! I'm your girlfriend!!! stop this madness Charles!!."

Hearing the word, 'girlfriend', Charles's mood turned sour. If the ugly girl was his girlfriend, then what about his breathtaking doll? Who was she?

Since only one person is eligible to be his girlfriend, he had to throw one person away.

He arc his lips into a devilish smile. He glanced at the girl's naked body and chuckled darkly. "Girlfriend? Right...." He gestured the two men to take a step back. Seeing this, the girl breath out a sigh in relief. She looked at him and said anxiously, "Now remove these chains. You can't chain me like this."

Charles grinned in a devilish manner and asked, "do you think I'll let you live after what you did." Saying so, he instantly snatched the scissor from one of the men and-

"Wha-AHHHHHHHHH", the girl screamed and fiercely shook her body. The sounds of chains and body banging on the bed echoed throughout the room.

Blood gushed out from her nipple and flow down her naked body. The girl pulled her hands and shook her head in pain. Charles didn't seem to stop his movements. After he stabbed one of the breasts, he stretched his arms and-

"N-AHHHHHHH", the girl's scream became louder. Even though her palm was wounded by a knife, it wasn't painful as she was experiencing right now.

Two scissors, stabbed through the girl's breast, causing blood to spurt out and flow down her body, silently flowing down the bed and dropping on the clean floor.

The two men, who were standing behind Charles and looking at this scene, remained expressionless and unaffected. Their lifeless eyes, simply looked at their leader's madness, saying nothing and doing nothing.

Charles clasped one of the scissors and slowly pulled it out, causing his 'girlfriend', to scream even more louder as she arc her back.

Grinning, he said, "since you're my girlfriend, allow me to use your body. Oh, don't worry, I'll not let you die." The girl couldn't do anything but lay on the bed, her back and legs trembling with pain and fear. Her trembling lips managed to squeeze out a word, "please."

Charles leaned down and softly whispered beside the girl's ear, "Even though you knew about my ways, you decided to outsmart me. Heh?...Since you're willing to sell yourself, I'll gladly fulfill your wish."

Pulling back, he smiled and ordered the men, "bring me the tools." He still hadn't started his game.

Hearing the boy's words, the girl immediately lost her hope of being left alive.

New words:

1. manacles: A shackle for the wrist, usually consisting of a pair of joined rings; a handcuff; (by extension) a similar device put around an ankle to restrict free movement.