She's the older sister of the yandere Male Lead in a BL novel

Chapter 1

“Now, please stop!”

A frantic scream filled the room.

A body drenched in blood lay motionless on the floor.

Frey’s eyes welled up with tears as he embraced the man who seemed to be dead already. His hair, as black as the night sky, was sweaty and knotted. His lips shook, his whole body was smeared with blood that seemed to be Bliss’s.

Lissandro’s mouth twitched as he stared down at the two fondly.

Thick blood dripped from his sword, turning the white carpet crimson.

He calmly threw his blade on the ground and asked.

“What do you mean stop?”

At first look, his low-pitched voice sneered at Frey.

The man approached him on his long legs, grabbed him in his arms, grasped Bliss’s head, which had now turned into a cold corpse, and threw him away.

Frey’s eyes trembled as he gazed at the helpless corpse rolling on the floor.

Lissandro forced him to look him in the eyes, squeezing his shoulders in an attempt to reach his one and only close friend.

Frey snatched the hand from his shoulder and stared into those disgusting eyes filled with twisted love and possessive desire.

Lisandro naturally withdrew his hand, as if he didn’t care, and forced Frey up.

He lifted the corner of his mouth, gently rubbing the blood splattered over his friend’s face.

“I told you.”

“......”

“If you turn to any other bastard than me, I’ll kill them all.”

Lissandro’s sky blue eyes glowed faintly.

The sharp air subsided heavily, but his hand was still clutching Frey’s shoulder, which seemed like it was going to break from the intense pressure he was exerting, to the point that the veins on the back of his large and strong palm swelled.

Frey looked at him, clamping his teeth to keep from moaning in pain. His eyes began to turn red.

Lissandro stared at the red-swollen eyes and madly alluring face. That’s the expression that drives him insane. His eyes sunk deep.

He thought that, that beautiful face, body, and even Frey’s heart, had to be totally his.

But, as if mocking him, Frey and his best friend, Bliss, tried to run away.

So, he killed Bliss. He dared to take Frey out of his grasp.

Lissandro snatched his head roughly, pressing his lips gently against the translucent tears that flowed nonstop.

Sky-blue eyes filled with madness.

“Ugh!”

Frey pulled his head back, letting out a light moan.

Lissandro opened his mouth without avoiding Frey’s hostile gaze.

“Who else are you going to kill?”

With Lissandro’s insidious smile, Frey’s face became rough...

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Aahk!

“Aaaahh...! Haah...”

Sweat dripped down my body as I woke up abruptly.

The nightmare made my body and lips shake. As if I had shed tears, a translucent liquid streamed down my cheeks.