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Love me till dawn

A vampire who was turned from human being was forced to live like a vampire. Knowing the pains of being bitten and turned, he seeks to protect who he was and save humanity, despite he was a vampire. However, learning love was all he wanted. Coming down to the human world a feat he had tried to get used to. Loving and being loved became his priority. Moreover, he forced his strength to defeat the vampire realm, but in return got a crystal which unleashes the three powers of Zomchi, a god. With the power that had prepared him, he expected greater responsibilities.

Alaneme_Prince · Fantaisie
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5 Chs

Chapter 5 On a mission

However, Osborne walked into the Hyuk's base to meet Mr Lawrence who had contacted him earlier for the mission to get the box from South Korea. He walked, as two men on suits welcomed him with a glass of water.

"Hello, Henry." Mr Lawrence said, stepping down from the spiral staircase with a glass of coffee.

"Osborne." Henry now Osborne interrupted, drinking up the water and placing the cup back on the tray.

"Good morning to you." Mr Lawrence said, sitting on a white couch and dropping the glass of coffee on a glass stool.

"Where's the bathroom?" Osborne asked, looking mean.

"Haven't had a bath yet?" Mr Lawrence asked, giggling evilly.

"For four days now. Where's the bathroom?" Osborne asked, raising his left brows and lowering the other, causing wrinkles around the region.

"You must be stinking." Mr Lawrence rasped as a man led Osborne to the bathroom where he had his bath and was given his suit for the mission. He looked really nice as his hair was properly dressed. He had his guns in his pocket, as Lawrence and with some men, escorted him to their combat room.

There, he saw Mr Lawrence's force. He had always been going alone for missions, but this might have to be tougher since Mr Lawrence unleashed his force.

"You own them all?" Osborne scoffed, picking a rifle, admiring it jealously.

"As a matter of fact, my own daughter will be going with you and I can tell, her ass is so good." Mr Lawrence said as a lady stepped down from the spiral staircase with pistols showing up from her back pockets.

She had a long black hair just like Osborne, but his was always wet. She had black eyes and nice curve.

"Nice chicks you've got." Osborne see sighed, cocking the rifle he held.

"Who's your captain?" He asked the force whose faces were all masked all round. He got no response as Mr Lawrence giggled with a deep voice, coming to him and tapping his shoulder as he whispered to his ears.

"He's standing before them." Mr Lawrence was talking about Osborne who turned away furiously, walking out with a sigh.

"I'm not your captain." He sighed, walking out into the Antonov An-22 war aircraft.

Mr Lawrence's daughter looked at her father who winked at her. Then she took a deep breath, turning to her father's Force.

"Okay everyone." She called their attention with a loud voice demonstrating with her hands which had gloves on them.

"You know the shit and we keep to our divisions. This is not a battle line so there's no fuckin retreating! This is not a military war for stupid reinforcement. When there's a damn reason to pull this up, fight back your strength and be your own reinforcement. For the divisions, we split up into sub units under my command once the enemies spread out. The research team will communicate with the unit heads if there be emergencies. Do I make myself clear?" She thundered, picking a gun and reloaded it with bullets, asking them to leave to the war aircraft outside. They marched out moving in as aircraft took off, heading to Korea.

When Mr Lawrence's daughter stepped in, she looked around while everyone was getting a seat and found Osborne behind. He wrapped himself with a thick cloth, shivering beneath. She was a bit puzzled and walked down to him, seating by him. She took off the piece that he had covered his face with to see face covered by his wet long black hair.

"I never knew the captain was pretty cold." She said sneeringly, liting a stick of Cigarette.

"The weakness isn't in the flesh or.... the good ass." Osborne said, sitting properly and adjusting the thick piece of cloth on him.

"Pretty good. Maybe in the bullets and size of the fuckin dick." She said, licking up the tail of the cigarette stick she held in between her index finger and middle finger.

Osborne was speechless for a while, but she stared at him for a while, bringing her face closer for a kiss. They fell into a quick kiss however, but Osborne withdrew his lips, thoughtfully looking at her wet lips.

"No, it's in the blood thirst and teeth." He said in a very low tone, slowly looking up into her eyes

"Everyone, evacuate to front seats now!" She commanded as the force quickly moved to the front seats while she went to the anterior position of the aircraft.

He pushed her on two fused seats, unzipping his pants, taking off his erected cock and forcing it into her mouth, pounding into her throat. He had to grip her long hair to have better shots. She quickly stood, holding his face and kissing out his breath. It was as though he was yet waking. He turned her around and bent her over the seat, pulling down her pants and inserting his two fingers into her wet ass, moving them in a vibrational movement and bent to whisper to her ears.

"Your father said you've got a nice pussy." He whispered to her as she blew up air to get rid of some hair that blocked her eyes while she rested her head on a seat.

"He did?" She asked as Osborne finally got his dick into her, heavily pounding her with a quick breath which she let out soft moans that they could barely be head with the screeching sound of the revving engine of the aircraft. This went on till he got tired. He weakly zipped up his pants and fell on a sea, folding himself an shivering in cold.

"I'm Shirley." She hissed, walking down to one of the seats at the front. Osborne said nothing, but tried holding himself from shivering vigorously as he did. Even, his lower teeth began hitting the upper teeth in a sheer shiver. Shirley at some point began to wonder what made him great great before her father to have put him up to his force. He was probably shivering in fever and she felt he was too man enough for that.