After hearing enough, Sebastian walked out of the corridor.
’She was thrown in front of so boys to have so fun,’ ’That place was her sweet escape,’ ’She ca attempting suicide,’ ’She saved ,’ ’I envy her,’
Dexter’s words echoed in his head.
"Have you seen Princess? I an, Elliana," Sebastian asked a random boy, and when he shook his head Sebastian narrowed his eyes.
Where did the princess go? She isn’t in the backyard or where they had set the campfire. Heck, even her friends are back in their rooms.
Sebastian looked around, bumping into soone as he moved forward.
"Hey, can’t you see?" Boston looked at the so-called bodyguard of Elliana before smiling into his call.
"Not to you. Don’t worry. Your work will be done. That girl is surely taking so ti. I still think it’s a pity you don’t want her dead. I would love to have a taste," Boston walked away while talking to Madeline, and Sebastian who heard his words, narrowed his eyes.
Why did it feel like he was talking about Elliana?
He was about to walk behind Boston to hear his conversation or probably beat the sh*t out of him to get the information out, but the familiar scent of Elliana stopped him.
"Tian?" Elliana called, and Sebastian turned to her.
There was a small smile on her face as she was walking to him.
"What are you doing here? Is your eting done?" Elliana asked, and Sebastian humd.
"I read sowhere that my lips can make things delicious, so I was wondering if the princess was still hungry," Sebastian said, his intense gaze holding her in place, and Elliana who had forgotten about it completely, blushed scarlet red.
"Actually, I didn’t an to send you that text. I was just..."
"So it’s not true?" Sebastian bent to her eye level, and Elliana averted her gaze.
"I... Uhh... It’s ... It’s... I think I should go back to my room," Elliana said before rushing in the other direction, but Sebastian held her hand quickly, stopping her from going anywhere further.
"I am pretty hungry, Princess. Stay with ," Sebastian pulled her back, her back hitting his chest.
"I... I am quite tired. Why don’t you ask Mr. Pabalo to sit with you?" Elliana asked, her fists clenched, and Sebastian smiled at her innocent reaction.
"But I want you to sit with . What if when I am eating food, it doesn’t satisfy , and I get this urge to eat you too?" Sebastian asked, and Elliana’s heartbeat imdiately increased as she gasped.
"Mr. Marino, what are you -"
"That’s right," He turned her so that he could face her.
"I am your Mr. Marino," Sebastian whispered, and Elliana looked into his intense eyes.
"Sir, it’s Prince Vincenzo on the call, and he -" Lucas looked at his youngest prince holding and looking at their princess, and a blush crept up his neck.
"Hello? What is taking you so long? Give the phone to Sebastian," Lucas heard Prince Vincenzo saying, and Lucas looked at the scene in front of her before knitting his brows and clearing his throat.
"He can’t co to the call right now," Lucas said.
"What did you say? He can’t co? What the hell is he doing that is so important that he can’t co to talk to ?" Prince Stephano asked from the other side, snatching the phone from Vincenzo, who rolled his eyes.
"He is eating. I am sure you know what it ans, sir," Lucas said, and Stephano and Vincenzo imdiately quietened.
"Ask him to call us when he has eaten and cald down," Stephano said, ending the call with a sigh.
"God knows what he would’ve really done if Lucas has given him the phone forcefully and he had gotten angry just because of that," Stephano plopped on the bed.
"So the news about his n looking for Marcello is true?" Vincenzo asked.
"Well, we would have to ask the guy directly. Why don’t we visit Marcello and remind him who is still in power in this kingdom and who holds the ultimate judgnt?" Stephano smirked, and Vincenzo humd.
"As long as you guys don’t bring and other family mbers into this, I am okay with anything. The mont I hear you have brought the family ties into this, you know you’ll lose my support," Vincenzo said, and Stephano smiled.
"Don’t worry, brother. You know I am a man of my word. Besides, you are annoyed with that jerk too, aren’t you?" Stephano asked.
Vincenzo walked to the window with a thoughtful look.
"That prick made a big mistake by trying to enter the security system even after knowing that I take care of it. And what pisses off, even more, is that he got that footage without leaving a trace," Vincenzo let out a low rumble.
"What about his so-called wife, Vincenzo? Were you able to get any news apart from what is available to the world?
I still think that girl is quite a person of interest. You haven’t gotten the chance to et her yet, no? Let’s call them here on the occasion of the elder sister’s birthday. You’ll only know what I am talking about when she is here," Stephano said, and Vincenzo humd.
Any information about that girl? It’s quite hard. It’s almost as if her information was deliberately wiped from the world. Like she didn’t exist in this world before she turned five years old and ca to light.
He has been using the B class team that he uses for diocre missions, but since it’s not working, he will probably send his A class team this ti. Vincenzo sighed before unlocking his phone where he had information about their newest treasure hunt in the black market.
"Excuse ," Vincenzo walked out of the room.
He would be stupid to believe and trust his elder brother Stephano with this kind of information, knowing all too well that all he cares about right now is that throne and nothing more.
This information about new drugs in the market shouldn’t be leaked to the higher-ups easily, or it will cause an uproar not only among locals but also in the royal Kingdom since the target of this drug is high-class vampires only.
It’s only the information till now. No one has seen this drug.
So say this drug is in its developntal stage, while so say that it’s kept hidden for so big day, and seeing how the annual ball is not too far, they can’t take that kind of risk.
They’ll have to look into this drug or the person who is forming it as soon as possible.
Vincenzo looked at the number underlined in red before calling the person who beca their mole for the black market and its business.
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