Flowers, Swords and France

When Ciel woke up from his deep sleep, it was already evening.

The already dim light became even sparser in the room with heavy curtains, almost like it was night.

His vision slowly became clear from blur, and then he quickly recalled what he had done before.

That's right... just now, driven by anger, he committed a nasty act of lewdness.

ah!

He trembled slightly, as if he had been electrocuted.

Then, he realized that there was a warm body pressing against his abdomen.

His eyes glanced downward slightly.

As expected, what was visible was Laura's completely naked body.

She is still asleep, her chest is rising and falling slightly, the swelling on her face has not completely subsided, and there are bruises all over her body, which looks a bit shocking. The sheets had not been cleaned for a long time, so they had fallen a lot of dust. Now there were traces of indulgence everywhere, even mixed with a little blood, making them look filthy.

Under the gloomy light, this body looked even more white and translucent, and even in her sleep, she still frowned slightly in pain, obviously not yet fully recovered from the devastation just now.

The dim light, the fair skin covered with scars, the chaotic and dirty room...the composition of these scenes formed a scene full of evil.

If there is an artist present - such as Charles's father Edgar - they will probably be inspired and passionate to create, and leave a memorable painting.

It's a pity that Charles doesn't have this kind of artistic talent.

He just frowned slightly. Trying to think about why he did such a thing in anger - and. How to solve this matter.

Maybe it was because he learned that his sister had secretly betrayed him, which was the first time in his life. He was so angry that he almost lost his mind completely and pushed Laura down by force.

Looking at the numerous scars on her body, Ciel couldn't help but feel a little disgusted with his evil deeds - he didn't object to doing bad things, but he hated doing bad things that were bad, and what he did today was obviously very bad.

For those who are against him, if he must punish him, he will punish him or even destroy him without mercy. But... he never humiliates the other person, but today, he made an exception and gave her a profound pain that no woman would ever forget.

In addition, even if Laura is not mentioned, what should Charlotte do?

He had just reconciled with Charlotte, and in the blink of an eye he had committed such an obscene act with Laura... If Charlotte knew about this, how would it end?

Many thoughts kept tangled in his mind. It made his brain, which was already a little sluggish due to fatigue, become even more aching.

"Ah..." He couldn't help but sigh softly.

Can't think of a solution.

At this moment, Laura slowly opened her eyes.

After only a moment, she woke up from her daze. Her distracted eyes gradually condensed, and then she raised her head slightly and stared at Charles. His eyes were filled with unspeakable hatred.

Ciel moved his mouth, wanting to say something. But I didn’t know what to say, so in the end I could only remain speechless.

Laura was equally silent. Just looking at Ciel, the ferocity in her eyes made Ciel believe that if given the chance, she would definitely let herself follow in her brother's footsteps.

How come it's like I'm the only one doing something outrageous? Looking at this face full of hatred, Ciel couldn't help but be startled.

Okay, I did commit a very bad act... But, no matter how bad it is, can it be as bad as killing my brother with my own hands? Who can even kill his own brother, so what qualifications do he have to accuse others of their evil deeds?

Besides, now that her life is at stake, can she still expect that she won't pay more?

When he thought of this, the little guilt in his heart immediately disappeared.

Staying in such a stalemate is not the answer, it's time to say something.

"I know that you hate me. This is normal and understandable... But I think that since you are not a good person yourself, you have no right to complain that I have committed evil deeds against you." After regaining his composure, Charles Looking at Laura calmly, "I am not a messenger of justice, I am just acting according to the same logic as you..."

Laura did not answer, but continued to stare at Charles, as if she wanted to cut him into several pieces with her eyes.

"Okay, Mademoiselle de Beauvain... why are you doing this now? This will make us all look stingy..." In order to ease the atmosphere, Charles smiled slightly, "I know you are a smart person. A person can even be said to be a person with decisiveness and judgment... Then, you should know that I We shouldn't dwell on what happened. Yes, I'm a bad guy, and I'm not shy about admitting it, but what about you? You're just as bad as me, so... I don't think I need to. It makes no sense for us to argue with you about who hurt whom."

Laura didn’t answer, as if turning a deaf ear.

"Okay, considering your current physical condition, you don't need to say anything more to me. Just listen to me, okay?" Charles deliberately took her attitude as a default and continued to talk. "I said so much, not to excuse myself. Yes, I did do a lot of bad things to you, but I don't intend to apologize to you - just like you don't want to apologize to anyone for killing your brother. I just want to say that at least, you didn't get nothing. You called me here today for a deal, right? I can also propose a deal to you now, if you are interested in listening..."

Charles deliberately prolonged his voice, but still got no response.

He didn't care.

"The content of the deal is actually not much different from what you imagined. Yes, you want me to help you keep it a secret. I can do this, and the motive is very simple. It's not because I feel guilty about you today, but because I want to protect my sister. And to protect my reputation - I can't let people know that my sister was involved in a horrific murder case. I think this motive is much more reliable than any sudden emotional impulse, isn't it? I will restrain Fran for you...even more than you think, so, in depth, you got what you wanted, but you lost more than you thought. I think, with your intelligence, you shouldn't be devastated by this, right?" With a calm demeanor, he said to Laura slowly. "And I... what I want you to do is very simple. You have the responsibility to keep my sister's affairs confidential, and you must keep our... our affairs today confidential. This is the reward I ask for, and no discount is allowed. As for your goodwill and cooperation in other aspects... I don't expect to get these things. You can hate me to the bone, or find a way to deal with me or even kill me. As long as you can do it, I have no complaints. Anyway, there are many people in the world who think so, and I am not afraid of you. If you really do it, it can only mean that I deserve it. That's all."

Charles stared at Laura and slowly stated his request. After he finished speaking. He looked at her quietly, waiting for her reply.

Laura kept silent at first. Until a long time later, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. Slowly, a strange smile emerged.

"Hehe...Hehehaha...Hahahaha..." She laughed while still looking at Charles with hatred.

The fierce eyes and the happy smile were originally things that had nothing in common, but suddenly merged into one on her face. "Hahahaha...hahahahahaha!"

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The voice was very weak, which made the laughter even more weird.

Char looked at her curiously, wondering what she was thinking.

After laughing for a while, Laura slowly became serious again.

"Sir... I can finish your long speech in two sentences..." With that almost crazy smile, she stared at Charles, "You won this round, so you can do whatever you want, you have this right, because the strong are born to bully the weak... The winner is born to control the loser. I lost, so I deserve to be punished! You don't want to apologize, and I don't want you to apologize. What reason does the winner have to apologize? You just did what you can do in your advantageous position..." Suddenly, her tone became colder, "But... Sir, let me tell you, you won this round doesn't mean you have been winning. I lost, but I haven't lost everything. When you fall into my hands, I will return the humiliation I suffered today to you tenfold and a hundredfold!" Looking at Laura, who seemed calm and crazy, Charles suddenly found that he could no longer say anything. The law of the jungle has been taken for granted by her. She truly believes in this philosophy, even if she suffers from it. Very good, at least... very generous, isn't it? It's ridiculous to cry.

"I have to say, you are more powerful than I thought." After a moment, Charles shrugged. "Well, let's say this, we each get what we need this time, and all secrets are written off, and we will go our separate ways in the future."

"Okay, okay, it can't be better!" Laura answered loudly.

"Okay then." Charles nodded, and then slowly walked down from the bed.

Then, he slowly put on his clothes, and then... he found that Laura's clothes were scattered everywhere and had already been tattered.

"How are you going to get back later?" He asked a little worriedly.

"Don't worry about it," Laura replied coldly, "I can still suppress this matter!"

"That's good..." Charles nodded again.

Then, he walked to Laura, gently picked up her right hand, and then lowered his head to kiss the back of her hand, as if he was paying tribute to her.

Laura wanted to break free, but she frowned slightly as soon as she moved. It was obvious that the pain in her body was not as small as she pretended.

"Goodbye, Miss." With some admiration and some ridicule, Charles saluted Laura.

Then, he turned and left the room.

However... when he walked to the room where the violence was first committed, his steps stopped.

Some pearls rolled on the ground. These were the pearls on the necklace that Laura had worn before, which were torn off by Charles before.

These pearls were scattered on the ground, emitting a round luster, and some were even stained with blood.

For some unknown reason, he suddenly leaned over and put a few blood-stained pearls in his pocket. (To be continued...)