Chapter 3: I'll Bite You Deeply, Will You Be Able To Entertain Me?

"Young Master, I truly can't…., "Stop talking, just take a rest," he urged and left before she could speak more.

Meanwhile, Alexander sat outside his main chamber. Michelle and Emerald knee down in front of him, their bodies terribly bruised, "Forgive me, Young Master," Emerald whispered, crying excessively.

"The only reason you're still breathing on earth is that my Pet is still planning how to punish you. Start your explanations from the beginning; my pet is still feeling the anguish imposed on her," Alexander replied with a forceful, hard, and angry expression.

Michelle's words practically fled her mouth, unable to say anything for a few seconds, Emerald then muttered stutteringly, I only whipped her, I did not do anything less than that,"

"Whip them 70 strokes. Within the next minute, I want to see blood rushing all over their body," Alexander stated, his voice authoritative and cold. The guards immediately extended their bounding whips to the floor and laid a lash on them.

Loud screams rang in the air as they pled for compassion, but it was pointless, since the knowledge of their screams had no beneficial impact on Alexander's decision to retire.

The guards halted after 70 strokes, and thankfully for them, the time he assigned them had not elapsed. They eventually fainted, and two guards hauled their bodies away.

Later in the night, Inara entered Alexander's room, apprehensive. He told her a few hours earlier that he planned to do something horrific to her at night.

She was too nervous to stand in front of him since she had no idea what his remarks meant. When she entered, she found the light had been turned off, leaving her unsure which way to proceed.

She remained glued to the spot, trying to spot him in the faint light with her eyes, "Young Master?"

But there was no answer from him. Inara's sensation of panic was triggered, and her heartbeat became slow. In the midst of her concerns, the light turned on. Alexander was seen, seated with his gaze fixed keenly on her.

"Should I do something, Young Master? What should I do?" She stutters, "Eat," he simply replies, his gaze still fixated on her. He knew she was hungry since her stomach made a famished sound when she walked in, "Huh?" Inara raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Are you trying to go against my order?" he said, his voice tight and demanding, "I dare not, but I have eaten dinner before I came here," Inara lied; after seeing what had transpired that day, she was even more afraid of him.

He killed her aunt but left his mistress to suffer an endless torment, "Thanks for your concern, but I am not really hungry," she murmured, uncomfortably smashing her fingers together.

Alexander enjoyed seeing her doing this; he finds joy in her own pain. His gaze left hers, and he hurriedly tapped the table beside him. Inara stood immobile, waiting for his response.

"I'd force you to, and it'll be more pleasant than you agreeing yourself," he said coldly, his voice darkening. Inara noted that he was acting very different tonight, more frigid than usual. Inara made her way to the table, which contained a great number of meals, and took a seat on a chair.

Grabbing the spoon with a shaking hand, she fed herself a spoonful, her mind racing with negative thoughts. Tears welled in her eyes as she forced herself to eat. Was he doing this with a purpose?

"Give out something as a repayment, would be acceptable since you refused to eat," Alexander teased her. Inara fixed her attention on him, her eyelids closed in torrents.

"I would gladly offer something in return, whatever the Young Master asked for," she whimpered, her voice filled with dread, "Were you purposely forced to be offered at the Black Market by your aunt?"

His question caused Inara to lose her voice; recollections of how she had undergone a succession of tortures rushed into her head; she fought to let them interfere with her emotions, but they eventually had the wrong effect on her.

"Yes. But I believe I'm labeled an ungrateful child. My parents died because of me, and I should be grateful to them, that's why I agreed to marry my betrothed and…," Inara paused when she realized she was sharing too many personal details of her mystery life.

Alexander sensed her trepidation and understood why she paused, "And her children weren't left out either; you'd been through a lot of torture, but you still thought of them as family," he said with a tired voice; part of him wanted to make them go through what they'd done to her.

"They had nothing to do with all that has happened to me. Don't hurt them, please, Young Master," Inara implored, her innocent eyes enraged him even more, to do more awful things to them.

Inara abruptly rose up and ran in front of him, "I'll do whatever you requested in return, just don't hurt the innocents,"

"What if I asked for you in return, would you still want me to back out or not?" Alexander questioned, smirking and concealing his face. Inara clutched her garment, terrified, but summoned the fortitude to declare, "I would do anything other than that, Young Master. I vow to meet your other needs,"

"Like what?"

"Just what you asked for," Inara replied, breathing hard and her gaze fixed on the floor. Alexander was in front of her in the following minute, "Since you're my only option tonight, I need your blood," he asserted confidently, sending shivers down Inara's spine.

She had spent her entire childhood believing that monsters were the only blood-sucking creatures on the earth planet. Is her Master one of them?

This time, he wasn't taunting her; he really needed to drink blood. He'll be out of control if he doesn't do something within the next few hours, "My blood? I…., "However, if you are unwilling, I will not force you to do so. For the time being, I'd prefer you to fully heal," he added, about to walk away like the last time, but Inara's trembling voice stopped him.

"I'm willing to offer you my blood; please, Young Master, don't go to her tonight. I may not be ready to give you my body, but you may have my blood if it's the only way to keep you from going to her. Inara triumphantly announced, "I'm ready, Young Master," which surprised Alexander.

Alexander looked for misgivings in her eyes, but saw none; "I have a strong desire for blood, therefore I'm going to bite you quite deeply. Are you sure you're ready to entertain me to the utmost, Pet?" he inquired in a clumsy tone. 

Simply gazing at her neck makes him want to thrust his cannies deep within. Most essential, he wanted to hear her cries—not in a plaintive tone, but intriguing cries!