Vanguard of the Eternal Night (BL)(Complete)

Chapter 40

Victor choked back a sob and said earnestly, “But… You have to at least give me one chance! I really want to get to know you better and spend more time with you…”

Tyron was silent for a moment before speaking again, “I’m not the right person.”

Victor couldn’t help but want to cry!

He really wanted to cry out loud and make this hateful person in front of him be at a loss about what to do! That way, Tyron would become a little more gentle with him… But he couldn’t. He couldn’t simply give in and accept a total defeat just yet.

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Victor stubbornly tugged on a corner of Tyron’s clothing and said, “Your words don’t count towards this matter. I say that you’re the right person, the only person I want to be matched with. If you really insist on making me give up, then you’ll have to be the one to think of a way to take away the &#k2018;like’ I have for you in my heart! Otherwise it will always be there, stabbing me painfully!”

Tyron helplessly began to laugh. Bowing his head, he used his thumb to push Victor’s scattered hair from his forehead.

After a while, Tyron bent down and gently touched his lips to the corner of Victor’s mouth.

Victor’s eyes instantly opened wide!

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Tyron kissed him.

Victor hadn’t yet had time to sort out exactly what kind of emotions had filled his heart when, suddenly, he saw Tyron’s dark golden, narrow eyes constrict.

The instinct that all humans have abruptly made all of Victor’s hair stand on end. He realized: This was killing intent.

After the gentleness that would pull someone into a bewildering fog of confusion came shockingly frightening killing intent!

Only Tyron was capable of interweaving the two!

His killing intent made Victor stiffen, but he was unable to move at all. He could only watch from the side of his eyes as Tyron approached once again.

Then came another kiss filled with both murder and gentleness.

It was so merciless, yet so enchanting.

It made a person’s heart hurt to the point it felt like it would break in half, yet it was also so intoxicating that it felt like their heart would melt into sugar water.

Then came Tyron’s low, deep voice, like a whisper from the devil, “Would you like another one?”

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––Yes, Yes!

Victor was shouting loudly in his heart. He had no way to reject the desire and love that poured from his soul.

However, he really was unable to move. He felt as if he would actually be killed by this intoxicating gentleness and that he would willingly give up his life to die this way.

He didn’t realize that this was a reaction from his biological instinct that had woken up due to the fact that he was facing the lure of an incubus. It was telling him that as long as he agreed, he would die without a burial place and become prey caught in the web of a dangerous predator.

Caught up in a complex struggle against his natural instincts, Victor experienced an incomparably long few seconds of silence.

Within that silence, he watched as Tyron laughed lightly, then gently straightened up his collar for him before saying, “Go back and go to sleep. You’ll be fine.”