Nightmare on the Cursed Isle

I was still awakened by the noise outside the window while my eyes were dim, and I opened my eyes in a daze. The person I thought had left was still sitting on the bedside, playing with the dagger I hid under the pillow.

Seeing that I woke up, Bryce gently kissed me on the forehead, then got up and walked towards the kitchen, as if he regarded this place as his other home.But I don't know if he believed too much in his own skills. Bryce actually put the dagger on the table before he left, and he didn't worry about what stupid things I would do with it.

But what stupid things can I do.

I can't beat him when I'm sober. Bryce is still an earl, and his status in the empire is not low. If I go to sue him, maybe the government will force me to marry him to cover up the shame.

But let me just forget it.

Not reconciled.

Seeing Bryce coming out with breakfast, I lay back on the bed in self-defeating, lifted the quilt, revealing a naked body, the mottled marks on the fair skin surprised the other party I was suffocated, but I shook the utensil that I felt a little bit because of getting up in the morning, and let it gradually swell, but I still remained expressionless.

"Come here and lick me, don't you like it very much?"

Hearing this, Bryce couldn't help chuckling, then glanced at the empty table with gloomy eyes, put the breakfast on the table, and pushed him up.But he didn't undress in a hurry, but pressed on top of me, walking dishonestly on my body, as if confirming, but with a hint of eroticism.

"Have you finished touching it? Didn't you touch it enough last night?"

"...Where did you hide the dagger this time?" Bryce bit my earlobe lightly, and kneaded my buttocks with two big hands. .

You don't need to look to know that the tip of my buttocks must be red, but I just look away and refuse to answer the question.

Seeing that he couldn't figure it out for a long time, Bryce didn't bother. He simply asked other interesting topics, "When did you start to doubt me? You even hid a dagger under the pillow, and Gail was killed by you in the same way." Alright."

I turned my face to avoid the kissing lips, and said in a cold voice, "...I never believed you, females are greedy by nature, how could they be so courteous to me without a plan."

"But I just want to please you." As he said, Bryce hugged me and turned around, letting me sit on his lap. Just as he was about to reach out to pick up the breakfast at the side, the cold dagger had stabbed me. . broke his chest.

The moment I turned over, the sharp blade hidden by the edge of the bed had already been in my hand.

I lowered my head silently, staring at the blood that flowed out for a moment, wanting to push the dagger deeper and smash that heart fiercely, so that no one will keep pestering me anymore .

"Don't plan to go deeper, this depth can't kill me." Bryce touched my face with distress, the lips that were always hooked, but at this moment, there was still a trace of pampering and helplessness.

I looked up at him expressionlessly, and asked a question that even I didn't know why I asked, "...do you want to die?"

The author has something to say: I am finally back, do you miss me!

Now there is only a little time to update every day. I originally wanted to postpone the fat one until Friday. I am afraid that you will wait too long. I will post the written one first, and I will update it on Friday night. After that, it should be updated normally. There are still three or four. chapter end