My Vampire Guy

At ten o’clock at night, Michael returned. He was quite tired today so he went home early.

When he saw two guests sitting on the steps, his steps slowed down.

– Hello, why don’t you call me and come here?

– He and I came because I wanted to tell you something. Lucasta spoke up.

All three of them rushed into the house and as soon as they sat down, Samson told Michael that the two victims who died at the foot of the mountain earlier were the people William had hired in the plan to stage a traffic accident targeting Lucasta.

– You mean… William killed Cole? But I investigated the relationships around Cole and there was no one named William. Michael looked suspicious.

– If it were easy to investigate, that would be great. Samson smiled, looking at Lucasta.

– Then I will conclude that this case involves the hands of vampires. Let him think that he has succeeded in fooling the police.

Not only Samson but also Lucasta have the same feeling at this time, which is feeling sorry for Michael. It seemed he trusted them.

But they don’t know what to do. They could only tell themselves that they would try to complete this cooperation as quickly as possible so that Michael would get enough sleep and have time to date and get married.

– And what’s next? Michael continued to speak after a long yawn.

The vampire pursed his lips for a few seconds and then told the police that the person who sold Bonita blood was Henry, a doctor working at the medical science institute.

And today, Henry announced to stop the sale and purchase that had been going on for decades.

– He is William’s henchman. In the past, the trading between the two sides went very well, but recently he suddenly increased the price and now he is no longer selling. I suspect the blood he sold to Bonita was not blood from humanitarian blood donation activities. It could be the blood of missing people.

– So we have found his loyal customer. Michael burst out laughing, mocking his partner.

– Don’t joke, we won’t consume all the blood he sold.

Michael knows this. Statistics on the number of people missing over several decades show that the amount of blood taken from them is enough for a few hundred vampires to use for all those years.

– Then what should we do? Don’t tell me you’re going to bite people’s necks and suck their blood.

Samson laughed, shook his head, and said that if he had chosen that way, he would not have mentioned this.

Once he kills someone, that curse will never have a chance to break. If it weren’t for the hope that one day he could live and be loved as a human being, he wouldn’t have worked so hard to save his life, just go out into the sun and dry until his body disintegrated.

– Michael, you are the only one who can help Samson and Harvey. Lucasta spoke up.

– In what way? Michael frowned and asked.

– Please force the hematology and blood transfusion institute to extract part of the blood to make food for the two of them and Maris. In return, we will pay them according to the price of blood that the hospital transfuses to the patient.

– To force? Are you telling me to force them?

Lucasta nodded vigorously and said that the blood transfusion hematology institute would certainly have doctors, even those with high positions such as the director and deputy director, who would steal blood to sell at high prices.

– Of course, they don’t sell it the same way Henry sold it to Bonita. When a patient needs blood for urgent surgery but the hospital’s blood bank is not enough or does not have the same blood type as theirs, some people will appear and make deals with the patient’s family. That blood was all taken from the hematology and transfusion institute. That way, they earn more money.

– How do you know that? Michael asked.

– I accidentally overheard a transaction while running away from the hospital. She proudly admitted.

Both Michael and Samson had the same expression, looking at the girl with helpless eyes.

Michael admired her very much. Even when she was in a chaotic mood and tried to run away, she could still overhear other people’s stories.

As for Samson, he told himself he had to get used to this change in her. She blamed Harvey’s crime on William and now she wants Michael to take advantage of the weakness of the hematology institute’s leaders and force them to sell her blood at a cheap price.

– During this time, you quietly investigated them, so you probably have quite a bit of evidence about illegal transactions, right? Lucasta asked.

– Yes. I understand what you mean, girl. For now, just use that evidence to threaten them.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Because an agreement was reached, Samson and Lucasta also stood up, said goodbye to Michael, and went home.

But before they could move, Michael’s subordinate called, informing him that the list of suspects who were William’s customers had been sent to email.

Because he pressed the wrong button to turn on the speakerphone, the couple heard clearly.

– Please stay. I already have the list, please wait for me to print it out.

Michael spoke quickly and quickly turned on the computer. Soon, a list of suspects was printed, three pages long, including names, current jobs, and home addresses.

– In the country, I can track their mysterious movements at night and the police will be in charge of monitoring during the day, but investigating suspects abroad is quite difficult. Samson quickly read the list as he spoke.

– You fly like a bird, flying over France, over to England for a few days and then back.

Samson almost choked on his saliva when he heard Michael overestimate his abilities.

How to fly? Vampires still walk and climb walls like humans, but their speed is so fast that they are mistaken for flying.

Furthermore, the road to those countries was very far away, not to mention that he did not know the roads very well, and he could not walk on water to cross the sea.

He will also feel tired. Moving within the city is no problem, but moving from province to province, country to country is a huge problem.

– I’m just a vampire, not a ghost like when you die, only your soul remains.

Lucasta burst into laughter when listening to her husband’s explanation in extreme helplessness. Samson has special abilities, not magic like witches. Michael has funny thoughts.

– Anatole, prime minister of France? Lucasta stopped laughing and spoke up when she accidentally saw the name of the prime minister that Calantha had mentioned.

– Yes, what’s the matter? Michael shrugged and asked.

– Nothing, Calantha mentioned him not long ago. She will replace her father to attend a party organized by him.

The conversation ended when both sides agreed on a detailed investigation plan for each individual at home and abroad.

Of course, they couldn’t investigate openly, they could only stalk and follow them, along with following William. Although they knew it would take a long time, they had no other choice.

After seeing off Samson and Lucasta, Michael had time to reflect on the previous agreements.

The wound on Cole’s neck looked extremely delicate, not as rough as the wound on the neck of the two previous victims.

It can be compared to the slice of a five-star professional chef and an amateur home chef.

Cole is Bonita’s ex-husband and Bonita is Harvey’s close assistant. Cole used to torment Bonita a lot.

Although in their contact history, they hadn’t contacted each other for a long time, who could be sure that Cole didn’t come directly to meet her?

Furthermore, the fact that Samson and Lucasta rushed here and talked about the past made him even more suspicious.

– What the hell is going on? Have I been led down the path of crime by the two of them? Using evidence to threaten the hematology institute to force them to sell blood and make dishonest investigation conclusions. Oh, I’ll die.

After a while of complaining, Michael regained his spirit to embark on the criminal path drawn by the vampire and the girl he considered his sister.

He told himself that this was necessary, like a plan. He is forced to commit small crimes to bring to light the big sins of others.

Michael discovered that Lucasta and Samson were tricking him and vice versa, the two of them also felt that something was wrong when Michael followed their arrangements and opinions.

– Please stop the car.

Samson spoke up to ask the driver and as soon as the car stopped, he quickly entered a store.

Lucasta didn’t care what he bought, she was busy thinking about the future.

When the male passenger returned, the driver continued driving.

Samson gently held Lucasta’s hand, pulling her soul back. The warmth of his hand somewhat reassured her.

After wandering around the streets all night, Lucasta was tired and the first thing she thought of as soon as she entered the house was to roll into the soft bed and get some sleep.

However, she did not have the chance to fulfill that wish because as soon as she changed into her nightgown, someone clung to her, lovingly nuzzling his head into the crook of her neck and kissing her.

– Ticklish, ah… so ticklish, what are you doing? Let’s go to sleep quickly. Lucasta chuckled.

– Stay with me a little longer. Tonight, I want to get intimate with you.

His voice became husky, tinged with lust, and his breathing became increasingly heavy.

That alone was enough to stimulate Lucasta, causing her ears to turn pink and her arms and legs to lose strength, allowing him to pick her up and put her on the bed.

Hot kisses continuously touched her sensitive, smooth skin, making her feel dazed, and wanting to lose herself.

The nightgown she had just put on not long ago was taken off by the man and thrown to the floor. Under the dim light from the table lamp, she passionately looked at his handsome face.

Her slender hands gently groped to help him undo the buttons of his shirt, revealing his toned chest.

– It turns out you went to buy this just now. She whispered when she saw him take out the box from his pocket.

– Uh. There are no such leaves here and birth control pills are not good for your health. He said as he hurriedly removed the remaining entanglements on his body.

They quickly merged into each other, giving each other complete love and body. Soft moans and gasps filled the room.

Although Samson told Lucasta to stay up with him a little longer, she clearly understood that he would not do as he said.

Every time he carried her to bed, he would wrap himself tightly around her until midnight, no less.

He is a vampire, not a normal person, so she has to try to please him because she feels he is pitiful for not being close to women for many years.