The Story of Eli Lanka

Difu opened his eyes in a daze, his body still had no strength at all, he blinked a few times, and found that his eyes were blurred.

The body seems to be falling into the cotton, or has become a part of the cotton, so soft that it is impossible to even take a deep breath.

After I woke up a little bit, I had a terrible headache.

He slowly opened his eyes, so that he could see the scene in front of him clearly.

The surrounding light is very dim, and there is a faint fragrance of incense in the air...

He woke up suddenly, this scent was so familiar to him, it made him flee desperately three years ago, but he came back here three years later.

He examined the place carefully.

The familiar drapes of dark purple came from the East and were tied to the bedposts with dark gold cords.He could see the smoke curling up from the incense burner next to him, with an indescribable elegance and slowness.This instinctive calming breath made him even more nervous.

Nothing had changed, not even the position of the floor candles.

His eyes widened in horror, and there was an exquisite and complicated family crest on the top of the bed curtain, which was unique to the great noble families on this continent.

The emblem has never left his life, it has always existed in his nightmares, and in the past three years, he still wakes up screaming in the middle of the night.

Div even forgot to breathe, staring blankly at the emblem.

In the middle is a lion, surrounded by a circle of rose branches, with a kind of arrogance in its gorgeousness.But it brought Diff, only fear.

"are you awake?"

The slow and deep voice is like the incense slowly burning in the room, familiar but only makes people flustered.

Di Tian didn't turn his head, and he knew that person was beside him when he heard the voice.He knew it was over, but some things were fine even if they happened a minute late.

Cold fingers fell on his cheek, and he felt like he was about to scream, but he still didn't make a sound in the end.

"You promised to let me go," Div whispered.His voice was hoarse, as if it had been gritted.

The man tilted his head, and his dark green hair reflected a glimmer of light in the darkness. "But I didn't say I wouldn't arrest you."

Deve took a deep breath and realized once again that these three years of freedom had been a dream and that nothing had changed when he woke up.

"They took a lot of medicine, I asked the doctor to see it, just rest for a while," the gentle and deep voice approached slowly, and a cold kiss fell on Difu's lips. "Did you miss me in the past three years?"

Div resisted the urge to bite him, squeezed out a few words, "I think about it every day."

In the dim light, the man smiled naturally, "Very good, just as I thought."

The other party's golden eyes made him flinch, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on the bed sheet.

"Where's Thatch?" Div asked quietly.

He didn't really want to know where Sarge was, but just wanted to divert the other party's attention, the sight full of desire made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"The human trafficker?" The man narrowed his eyes.

"Yes." Div swallowed.

"Do you care about him?" whispered demonically, cold fingers sliding down his cheeks to his neck, reminding Diff of some kind of reptilian creature.

"...No." He pursed his lips.

"Hate him?" continued asking.

Hate him, of course, but... "No," Deev whispered back.

"Take a break first," the man said softly, "I'll see you later."

Difu breathed a sigh of relief, and after the man left, his whole body relaxed.

He took a deep breath, only to realize that the back of his clothes was soaked with sweat.

He raised his hand, and his body gained some strength.

He didn't want to think about that at all, because hate and anger didn't make any sense now.

He didn't know when the man would come back, he just knew that he couldn't just lie down and wait for him to come back.

Three years ago all he could think about was running away, and it still was.

Difu gently lifted the quilt, and the thin pajamas made him shiver.

Fortunately, the effects of this medicine come and go quickly.

This is a kind of anesthetic, and he sometimes uses it on slaves, so he is no stranger to it.

In general doses, the effect of the drug is two hours, the first hour will be in a state of anesthesia, and then it will fall into a coma.

Just now the man said that the dose was a little too much—Div looked at the sky outside, and thought it had been at least three hours since he was injected with anesthesia.

He lifted the corner of the curtain, and the starlight was shining outside the window. There was a garden outside, and huge banana leaves almost covered half of the window.

He tilted his head, the window was not closed, the man was really not afraid of him running away.

He tiptoed to the door and listened to the movement outside the door—it was very quiet.

Although he wasn't sure where he was going, it was better than staying here.

The garden showed the silence under the night, with a damp breath.

God knows why Eli Lanka is so unlike an oasis in the desert, but it is indeed beautiful.

From the leaves of the plants, you can see the winding corridors, white colonnades and complicated hollow patterns on the pointed arc tops.He also vaguely heard voices, echoing dimly in the silent night.

Div had just put his hand on the window when the door swung open without warning.

He trembled in fright, and his body, which had no strength in the first place, went limp all of a sudden.

"Diff!" The man hurried over, bent down and picked him up.

Div lowered his eyelids, his body trembling slightly.The body temperature from the man was as biting as winter to him.

"Close the window," the man said softly, and immediately someone closed the window and drew the curtains.

"You know I don't like it when you run away," the man put Deve on the bed, then sat next to him, brushing the sweaty hair from his forehead with his hands, his voice soft. "Sweat a little, the medicine will be brought out."

Div lay on the bed, his body tensed, thinking that it would be better to hide under the quilt instead of directly touching the man's skin like now.

As if the man didn't feel the fear of the other party, the man continued to say in a soft voice: "Have you thought about Li Wei? I often think about her. If she wasn't my sister, if she didn't die, we wouldn't waste three years time."

The name Livi, like a bomb, shattered the calmness that Deve tried so hard to pretend.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me!" he screamed, pushing the man's hand away and running for the door.

Seeing this, the servants brought by the man when he first came in all came over to try to stop Difu.

One of the men grabbed Dave's arm, "Wait a minute..."

He was only lightly, because in his opinion, this young man was not only weak and emotionally unstable, but more importantly, the master seemed to take him very seriously.

But who knew that the other party grabbed his wrist as soon as he stretched out his hand, and then he was thrown in the air like a rice bag, turning half a circle in the air, and finally fell to the ground.

The two maids tried to step forward to prevent Difu from leaving, but when they saw this scene, they immediately backed away screaming.

"Go away!" Deve said to the two men blocking the door, and the murderous eyes made them take a step back.

How could such a thin body have the strength to throw a strong man away?

They looked at the master sitting on the bed, but saw that he was watching all this with great interest. As followers, they had no choice but to bite the bullet.

"Master Difu... please wait a moment..." Although he tried his best, he was still thrown to the ground.

I need to get out of here!Diff said to himself.He walked in the bright corridor, although he didn't wear shoes, but the soft carpet isolated the cold marble below.But for Deve, walking on the sand outside is better.

Three years ago, he swore that he would rather die outside than see him again.

He knows what he thinks!

The same room, the same furnishings, and even the same incense burning!

He knows what he's going to say!

Nothing has changed and never will!

How about the Sand Moon Clan? What about "Brand of Sin"?Those can all be hidden!As long as... as long as he can leave...

It seems that he saw the light outside the door, as long as he leaves here, he can still live the same life as before...

"That's enough, Deeve." The soft and familiar voice was like a lover's whisper in the ear.

At that moment, he fell into the darkness again...

It suddenly occurred to him that it was night at all, so the piece of light he saw just now was just the light of another hall...

When I woke up again, it was still the familiar incense, with a soft sweetness.

Difu suddenly opened his eyes, above him was still the delicate and complicated family emblem.

There was a soreness in his neck and shoulders, probably because he was hit there just now, which made him lose consciousness.

Without thinking about it, he knew that there was no one else but that man who could approach him so quietly and with such precise strength.

"Div." The voice was still as steady as water.

Cold fingers landed on his lips and pressed gently. "Come on, Dave, call me by my name..."

As if he didn't hear it, he just stared blankly at the family emblem, the red rose was as gorgeous as it was about to bleed.

"You have been away for three years, I often feel that you are calling my name," the man said softly, "but when I look back, there is always an empty back, I don't like that feeling... I was really crazy at that time, To actually promise Li Wei to let you go..."

"Grace." Even Dive jumped when the name was called.The man's name has always been like a sharp knife for Ling Chi's heart and body, and the pain every time he calls out is so clear and severe, but now he finds that he has regarded this pain as a habit in his life.

Deve tried to raise his hands, only to find that his wrists and ankles were tied to the bedpost with soft ropes.

"Grace! Let me go!" He struggled, the rope that should have been easily torn, no matter how hard he struggled, it just kept going.

Grace bowed her head and kissed the top of his head, and Deve desperately turned his head away to refuse his intimacy.

Grace smiled indifferently, "Do you still remember that I let you go with conditions three years ago?"

Dave glared at him.To be honest, it was a chaotic time, especially at the end when it was such a never-ending fight and violence that when he woke up in the street, he thought he was dreaming.

So what the other party is saying now, conditional release, he doesn't understand what that means.

"I put a restriction in your body," Grace said softly, "Although this kind of thing is not what I am good at, but when I really do it, I also... You see, you don't even know that you have a restriction on your body." Prohibition..."

"What prohibition?" Dave asked cautiously, "I remember you don't like to play with these..."

"Yes, that's what Livi likes," he shrugged, "but some things have to be done by hand."

"Why... tie me up?" Deev asked.

Grace stroked his hair, the black hair in the dark room was like an entity condensed by darkness, as if carrying the temptation of another world.

"I'm going to unblock you," Grace said softly, "because... you're back with me, aren't you?"

"Did you buy it?" Diff asked again.

"Everything has a price." Grace stood up and walked slowly to the end of the bed.

It was only then that Diff realized that he was still only wearing thin pajamas, but they were dry and soft, and he should have replaced the previous one.

"Although I'm sad that you left me three years ago, I'm glad that at least up to now," Grayston said, "you haven't slept with another man."

"What..." Dave wanted to sit up subconsciously, forgetting that his limbs were bound by soft ropes.

This is a very indecent position. Usually sleeping in this way on the bed shows that I am very relaxed and at ease, but it is a pity that I am now being forced to pose like this.

Since the hands were pulled away, there was no way to exert force at all, so when Div tried to sit up, he could only barely support his head from his neck.

"Let go of me!" he yelled.

"I want to untie the restriction." The man stressed tirelessly.

Div glared at him. He knew that this man would never consider other people's point of view.

The man's golden eyes are slender and soft, and his long dark green hair hangs over his shoulders.He was wearing a dark purple coat, a... white lace shirt, a dark purple bow tie, and a dark golden gemstone.

Aristocrats always pay attention to appearance, and so does Grace.

Of course, Diff also noticed another important thing. His hands couldn't move, and his feet, which were also bound, couldn't move either. His legs were spread wide, and his lower body could be seen at a glance.And Grace just stood there watching.

"Grace..." Deve's voice trembled slightly.

"Take it easy," the man said softly, sitting down slowly on the edge of the bed.

When the opponent's cold fingertips touched the calf, Difu just wanted to kick it, but unfortunately the leg was tied and could only shake slightly.

Grace smiled and stroked the other's skin lightly with her fingers. "Don't worry, it will be fine soon..."

"Grace! Come on..." Dave yelled, "I'm not running away!"

"I know, my dear," the man gave him a soothing and gentle smile, "but the restraint is there, I have to untie it...it won't hurt very much, I will be very gentle."

"What? Hey!" Div finally couldn't support his neck and leaned back, only the huge family emblem in his sight.

The cool fingers stroked upwards along the inner thighs, the movements were gentle and slow, obviously the sentence "I won't run away" just now put the man in a good mood.

It's not the first day for Diff to know Grace. He knows that moderate obedience is the best thing for him, and patience is a must.

He knew it early on, and today's struggle made it even clearer.Like Grace kept trying to tell him, nothing had changed.

Those three years of freedom were nothing more than a dream...