Wash yourself clean

Joshua is looking at him with a little smile in his eyes. He is very tall. Now he is on the roof with one hand and opening the door with the other. He bends slightly, and his eyes as blue as the sea are looking at the petite girl.

Without reaching out or doing anything that might disturb her fragile nerves, he said softly, "It's time to get out of the car."

At this angle, Letitia suddenly realized that there was a moon behind him, but it was no longer scarlet, but a very soft moon with a little blue.

Letitia's legs are soft. She hasn't walked for a long time. She is limping and can't use her strength. She has to grab the collar of her coat with one hand, trying to cover her body as much as possible. Joshua looked back and saw her smooth legs, like a mermaid who had just landed.

He suddenly felt a very strange feeling in his heart. He was very uncomfortable. He didn't want to see this scene. He even wanted Letitia to go back to the car and stay.

But thinking that Letitia would share a space with the driver, he suddenly felt that he should bear it for a while now.

Letitia looked carefully as they walked. Their car was parked in an underground garage. There were all kinds of luxurious cars parked here. One of the most stylish cars had a big family emblem on it. Same as Joshua's earrings.

Letitia was thinking, but across the corridor, in the room at the end, Joshua stopped. The door is very tall, and the door handle is also inlaid with gemstones. Joshua pushed the door open as soon as he exerted his force, and the scene inside the door made Letitia's eyes widen subconsciously.

With colourful lights and a wide room, several girls in exposed clothes are gathering together to say something. They are werewolves. After the wine is hot, they almost show their animal ears. Here is a very private gathering place.

She was stunned when one of the girls heard the movement and turned her head back. She shook the wine glass in her hand. It was filled with bright red liquid. Letitia looked at it and felt cold all over her. It was not a drink or alcohol, but the blood of sober-elves.

The girl stood up. Her face was very tender and she was young at first sight, but what she did was enough to make Letitia tremble.

When she stood up, Letitia realized that she was holding a rope in her hand behind the sofa. As she got up, a male sober-elves also appeared from behind the sofa, but he climbed out. The collar around his neck fixed the other end of the rope, and the other half was wearing the latest blood suction aid.

Letitia knows the horror of this blood suction aid, which is the latest thing used by the nobles of the werewolf community.

When the owner sucks blood, he needs no longer use a needle to draw blood or directly suck it. He only needs to suck in the outer ring, and there will be two small suction ports in the carotid part of the inner ring to pierce the blood vessel.

This is more painful for sober-elves than drawing blood with a needle, but the nobles of the werewolf prefer it. They think it is very elegant and can be used even in public.

Letitia's eyes moved down, and the male sober-elves was kneeling on the ground, crawling like a dog. His eyes were dull, his face was as grey as death, and he was indescribably numb. Letitia was terrified.

Her kind had been living such a life that life was worse than death, but no one saved them. Such a scene may be the life she will live in the future...

The girl came to them with sober-elves, and Joshua couldn't help frowning. The girl in front of him, Jenny, is his cousin. Their family is very good and Jenny is not the heir of the family. So she has been living a luxurious life.

But such an explicit scene made Joshua feel a little uncomfortable subconsciously.

Jenny looked at Letitia for a long time. She hasn't kept female sober-elves in captivity. The sober-elves in front of her is brought by her cousin who rarely deals with women. It's really strange.

"Brother, is this sober-elves you bought? What grade is she?"

Joshua is more tolerant of this sister. To tell the truth, Jenny is spoiled. Happiness and unhappiness are written on her face. She immediately loses interest, curls her lips and says in a charming voice, "what? My brother finally bought a sober-elves. It's only S-class, which is not as high as my sober-elves." She yawned and led her sober-elves away.

Joshua was tolerant of this sister and told her everything. Jenny was spoiled. Her happiness and unhappiness were written on her face. She immediately lost interest, curled her lips and said in a charming voice, "what? My brother finally bought a sober-elves. It's only grade S, which is not as high as my sober-elves." She yawned and led her sober-elves away.

Joshua didn't stop her either. He came here temporarily for one night and just wanted to say hello to his cousin. He didn't like such a party either. He stepped out and closed the door.

Joshua pointed to the stairs across the corridor, turned and asked Letitia, "can you go upstairs?"

Letitia nodded eagerly. In fact, even if she couldn't walk up, she would climb up. If she was downstairs alone, maybe several werewolf girls downstairs would suck up to her blood tonight.

When they went upstairs, Letitia found that the room was very large, with some Joshua style personal items, whether ornaments or casually put down accessories and even another earring.

Joshua sniffed his clothes. The smell of alcohol on it made him frown. He opened the bathroom door and pushed Letitia in. He really didn't want to see Letitia's tattered and bare skirt: "Wash yourself clean."

His tone of voice lacked intimacy and was full of command.

His tone was lacking in intimacy and commanding. Letitia suddenly realized that his tone at this time was just as he should have been.

She was still wrapped in that coat, the bathroom door was closed by Joshua, and Letitia finally breathed out gently.

This is the first time she has relaxed a little tonight. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was pale and her scars were mottled. Uneasiness and fear were written in her eyes. She was afraid to laugh and make a noise.

She opened the shower and tried desperately to clean herself. She looked at herself naked in the mirror and suddenly remembered something.

Female sober-elves are not only used as vessels of blood, inhibitors of werewolf transformation, but also sex slaves. She hugged herself and didn't dare to think about the way ahead. She just felt afraid.

But she was not only in pain but also hungry. From yesterday to now, she only ate a piece of bread. The shopkeeper gave it for fear of her death. Now more than 30 hours have passed, and she hasn't eaten anything.

She gulped down the water from the shower. Under the steaming heat, she felt dizzy, maybe hypoglycemia, but she didn't dare to faint at all. She was afraid that when she opened her eyes again, her body had been eaten by wild dogs or ravaged by strangers.

The sound of the water in the shower was loud enough, and she finally couldn't help crying softly. She sobbed carefully like a small animal for fear of being heard by men outside.

The wound was soaked with water and tingled for a while. She didn't dare to stay any longer. She dried her tears a few times and was afraid of being rushed in by Joshua. However, she had no clothes to wear. The skirt was broken and tattered. She couldn't put it on again when she took it off. She had no choice but to bite her teeth and open the bathroom door in a man's coat.