🖤💜Redolence Of Yours💜🖤 (Taehyung×OC)

37. Sweet Night

🖤💜 Sharing my fragile truth, that I still hope the door is open...💜🖤

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It was the least expected sound to be found at that place but what was echoing through the moss walls of the mansion couldn't have been anything except a paradoxic laughter.

A sound, that is the direct expression of how swollen the heart can get by glee, a sound that makes us feel like everything is okay in this broken world, a sound that is contagious to any living being around it..... It's hard to grasp how it can feel so opposite of how it's supposed to be.

Before entering through the door, the man stood there for a while and listened to the bone chilling devil's gurgles; and also to the other sound causing it in real. Like every other time, he thought about the risks of coming face to face with the leader. Up until now, the whimsical impulses of the superior has taken out so many living dead from the clan and the only thing that kept the others united was the display of power on every aspect of his ruling. Smugs, and more smugs who just feed on the adrenaline and cruelty.

Entering the big hallroom, the man stood beneath the chandelier, waiting to be addressed by the leader. From the angle, he could be seen roaming around the floor above, laughing his lungs out while the despicable woman chatted shit in latin. On the ground, there laid a certain dark skinned man being torn apart from skin to bone, his groans of pain filling the air too but not louder than the collective laughter and screaming of the torturer and the audience. Calculating, he figured it was the leader of the new australoid tribal territory growing at the North East side of the forest; trying to act like king Porus. Only that Choi Minho was no Alexander.

"Do you accept the condition now?" Minho shouted, startling the poor vampire on the ground floor.

"You're gonna have to kill me.... " The victim said, chocking on his own blood.

"Can we just get it over with and kill this shit?" Sabrina seemed annoyed more than anything.

"No my love, that's where you're wrong!" The leader knelt in front of the lying, suffering man. "It's not about killing... Allowing them the easiest way to escape. It's about holding them in between your fingers and take away their choice of living by their own!"

"You and your dramatic ass... "

"Well that's what you like don't you?" A sickening smile spreaded over the square faced leader as he stared at Sabrina.

The couple's public display of affection was so frequent and so shameless that it made everyone wanting to turn themselves into human again and die a proper death this time.

"Take him to the cells. Inject three vials of Vervain into his system." Minho stood up with a violent gaze in his eyes. "And make sure his puppets can hear my words .....SO THAT THEY DRAG THEIR MISERABLE SELVES DIRECTLY AT MY FEET!"

"You will rot in hell, Choi Minho... You will burn while you're still alive.... "

Something shifted in the air. The other clan members got deathly quiet and probably even prayed for the tribal leader to pass away easier. From the ground floor, the messenger could see how the stance of their leader Choi Minho straightened, his face devoid of any expression. The brown of his eyes changed into a deep shade of purple and before anyone could even blink, he was holding the tribal leader's neck with just his forefinger and thumb.

A crushing noise made almost everyone flinch.

"Now you won't be able to use your voice against me."

The tribal leader withered in pain; failing to breathe because of the crushed larynx.

One last time, Minho kicked the man right at his face and then let his subjects carry his dead weight away.