6kv chapter 365 : Meat ball
chapter 365 : Meat ball
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Warning: Too much violence.@@@@
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In the midst of this intricate dance of words and desires, Natalia couldn't help but put some sarcastic words about the Farus family young master's charm with a soft chuckle. "Oh, young master, you truly are a sweet talker," she teased, her laughter a tantalising melody that hung in the air.
However, her playful demeanour swiftly shifted, her expression growing serious as she brought up a memory from the past. "By the way, young master," Natalia began, her voice tinged with gravity, "do you remember when you asked me to sleep with you, and I warned you that you were playing with fire?"
The young master, intoxicated by desire and the illusion of this moment, responded with a dismissive tone, "Beauty, I've already apologised for my actions. Why bring up those sore memories on such a happy occasion?"
He urged Natalia to turn towards him, his impatience palpable as he longed to gaze upon her face and pull her into his embrace. His words were honeyed and pleasing, but little did he know the gravity of the situation that was unfolding around him.
Natalia, her anger simmering beneath the surface, leaned into the seriousness of her tone. "Even if you've forgotten, I haven't," she declared with unwavering determination. "Listen carefully this time, these might very well be the last words you hear in your life. You played with fire, and now you will pay for it."
In the pivotal moment when Natalia delivered her chilling ultimatum, she rose from her position with an air of determination and mightiness. The soft glow of the lamp danced across her features, revealing her silhouette to the Farus family young master, who was now frozen in perplexity and dread.
As the words "Wait... who is..." began to form on his trembling lips, fate moved with ruthless swiftness. Before he could complete his sentence, a hand shot forward, piercing his throat with unrelenting precision. The room bore witness to a deadly, silent strike, and the Farus family young master's voice was forever silenced.
Before he could grasp the horrifying reality of the scene, Das moved with ruthless efficiency. He activated the red colour snow python spirit energy that coursed through his veins, and with a single, deadly strike, he pierced the bodyguard's head with the spectral energy.
The room bore witness to a second act of violence, as the bodyguard's lifeless form crumpled to the ground, staining the entrance with a gruesome tableau of blood.
In the aftermath, the room remained shrouded in darkness and silence, a chamber that had borne witness to horrors that defied imagination. The only sound that remained was the soft, haunting whisper of the shadows, holding secrets that would never be spoken.
In the next moment, Das, his actions devoid of hesitation, seized the lifeless body of the six-foot bodyguard and brought it crashing down against the floor. The impact was devastating, causing the body to crumple and contort, melding with the remains of the Farus family young master.
In a grotesque dance of death, the two bodies merged seamlessly, their once-distinct forms now united in a nightmarish fusion, creating a monstrous amalgamation of flesh and gore.
As the macabre act reached its conclusion, a shroud of eerie silence enveloped the room, the air heavy with the stench of death and violence. The gruesome tableau before them bore witness to a horror that defied comprehension.
Natalia, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and dread, finally broke the silence. "Das, calm down. It's over," she uttered weakly, her words a feeble attempt to anchor herself in the wake of the carnage that had unfolded. She hesitated to face the blood-soaked figure of Das, her own fear mirrored in the depths of her voice.
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Note: Dear young master, Please Leave some gifts for this poor author.
Your's lovingly,
PeterPan :-)