While Alexander was frantically searching for Delia, the girl was actually upstairs.
On the museum rooftop.
But…
She was not the real Delia.
“Nice body…
Young…
Energetic.
No wonder that vampire likes her, hehehe” The voice coming out of Delia’s mouth was no longer hers.
Her eyes…
Those brown eyes had changed.
Now, black as obsidian, not leaving a single trace of white.
Grauk!
She bit her own fingertip.
Tasting her own blood.
Then grinned with her sexy lips forming a terrifying smile.
“Chiar și sângele lui este delicios.
Sărat.
Darămite puterea lui, hihihi.” (Her blood itself is delicious.
Savory.
Let alone his power, hehehe) Blak!
The rooftop door burst open.
Alexander emerged from it with an angry expression.
“You finally came…” said Dudu Yai (possessing Delia) with a dual-toned voice and a grin.
“Dudu Yai!
Let the girl go!” “Hehehehe!
Let her go?
Mmmh…
This girl is incredibly delightful.
No way!
Hehehe” Dudu Yai flew gracefully toward Alexander.
Using her magic, she transformed herself into a sexy version of Delia.
With fuller breasts, and slimmer, more tempting hips.
She was clad only in thin fabric that, if pulled once, would come off completely, leaving her naked.
“Alex…
I’m…
Cold…” the voice whined, sounding like the real Delia.
Alexander swallowed hard.
This version of Delia was truly tempting his desires.
Those slender hands stroked Alexander’s chest.
“Alex…
Help me…” she whispered softly.
With one movement, her smooth thigh was exposed.
The fabric covering her chest slipped down slightly.
The thicc version of Delia, the one possessed by Dudu Yai, approached Alexander’s face.
Ready to ambush those pale lips.
Just a little more…
“Wait!” Suddenly Alexander’s hand stopped Delia.
“Are you really Delia?” Alexander asked, making sure.
“Alex…
Come on…
Don’t make me wait any longer…
Aaaah…
Alex…” Dudu Yai coaxed with moans that, if she were not possessing Delia, she would never have made.
“Delia…
My love…” Alexander hugged her waist.
Dudu Yai grinned.
Her seduction had worked.
Just a little more.
Then the ancient vampire’s power would become hers.
And she would not need to be imprisoned as a mummy anymore.
Meanwhile, Alexander, who had almost been hypnotized by the passion Dudu Yai was offering, suddenly remembered the crazy dance Delia had done in the apartment.
Ddudududu Ah Yeah Ah Yeah!
by Blackpink.
Laughter suddenly burst from Alexander’s pale lips.
Dudu Yai, who had been so confident, was confused.
“Delia…
My love…” “Mmmmh…” Dudu Yai answered melodiously.
“Do you remember the song you sang for the Dudu Yai mummy?” Alexander asked mischievously.
Dudu Yai’s eyes sharpened as she looked at Alexander, who was staring back with slight mockery.
“What song?” Dudu Yai asked cautiously.
Alexander released his embrace.
He stepped back three paces.
Getting ready.
“Ddu dududu du, ah yeah ah yeah!
Blackpink in your area!” Alexander sang with a slightly off-key voice, but his smooth, idol-like movements covered his shortcomings.
Dudu Yai growled, feeling insulted.
Her name…
Her sacred name had been disgraced!
“Groaaaaar!!” a terrifying roar came out of Delia’s mouth.
A dark shadowy figure slowly emerged like smoke.
First claw-like shapes, then the full body of an old woman dressed in eccentric all-black clothing with bold make-up.
“GOTCHA!” Alexander said with a grin.
Without wasting time, Alexander advanced and landed his hand on Dudu Yai’s neck.
Strangling her tightly.
“Redi ad regnum mortis, anima mala!” (Return to the realm of death, evil spirit!) “Gyaaaaaa!!!
Hoooooot!!!” Blue fire from Alexander’s hand, which was choking Dudu Yai, burned the witch in an instant.
Her black ashes scattered in the wind that suddenly blew strongly.
“Finally safe…” Alexander muttered.
He then stepped toward Delia’s limp body, lying on the concrete rooftop floor.
With one swift motion, the girl was now in his arms.
“Damn, my energy is completely drained!” Alexander cursed.
He floated, carrying Delia, flying through the night sky adorned with stars.
Carrying Delia’s unconscious body.
* Back at the apartment…
Delia felt her body aching all over.
Then…
Pleasure.
Something ticklish yet comforting was on her lips.
That pleasure moved to her neck.
Then down to her chest.
Squeezes…
Squeezes and kisses mixed with licking.
Ticklish.
But she felt like moving her hips.
“Continue…
Mmmh…” Delia mumbled unconsciously.
That cold tongue kept teasing her full chest.
Spontaneously, she arched her back.
“Delia…” “Mmmh…
Continue…
I like it…” That hand went lower.
Something was uncovered.
Then cold air hit her.
Her stomach.
Lower still.
Cold fingers traced her thigh.
Goosebumps, but Delia wished that hand would touch her intimate area.
No!
“Aaaah…” Delia moaned.
That hand teased.
Back and forth in the moist place.
Faster and faster, bringing more pleasure…
“St…
Stop…” Silence.
The hand stopped.
But…
Clak…
Clak…
Something springy and wet replaced that cold hand.
Delia writhed again.
Her hands played with her hardened nipples.
“Aaah…
Continue…
I…” Delia rambled increasingly wildly.
Added to that, something felt like it was about to explode from within her.
“Uuugh…
Aaaah…” Fluid flowed profusely from her intimate area.
As the fluid was released, Delia sighed in relief.
Her body went limp again.
Muscles slack and joints refusing to obey her brain’s commands.
Those lips returned upward.
Played with her nipple for a moment then…
Grauk!
“Akh!” A sharp, aching pain in her neck stung.
“Wh…
Where?” Delia asked haltingly without opening her eyes.
“The apartment,” answered a baritone voice near her neck.
“My bag is still at the museum,” Delia mumbled.
Alexander wiped his face after finishing three sips of Delia’s blood.
“Oh my.
Even while fainting, you can still worry about your bag, Delia…” Alexander whispered, resigned.
“WHAT HAPPENED?!” Delia jolted awake from her faint.
Alexander nearly threw the bedside lamp at her from surprise.
“You were possessed by Dudu Yai,” Alexander answered, sitting casually on the sofa.
“Hwaaa!
Why am I naked?!” Delia panicked, seeing her condition.
“Dudu Yai did it,” Alexander answered, shifting the blame to the hunter witch whose soul was currently being dragged by the angel of death to hell.
“Huh?
Why would she take off my clothes?!” Delia asked, confused.
“I don’t know…” Alexander said nonchalantly.
Or rather, pretended to be nonchalant.
“But I burned her.
So she’s a roasted witch now,” he explained further.
“Huh?!
Then how do I explain to Mr.
Robin that the mummy is burnt?!” Delia panicked again.
“Calm down…
The one that got burnt was the soul.
Dudu Yai’s mummy is perfectly fine.
Now that mummy is…
Mmm…
Like a log of wood.
Understand?” Alexander said casually.
Delia tilted her head.
Then nodded in understanding.
“Okay…
So it’s safe, right?” Alexander nodded and smiled.
“Take a shower.
Then eat.
Then sleep,” he ordered.
“But…
There’s still…” “Delia,” Alexander cut in firmly.
“There are times when you need to suppress your curiosity just a little.” Delia asked, “Why?
Isn’t curiosity a good thing?” Alexander stared at Delia.
For a long time.
Then he whispered, “Curiositas te potest occidere, mea amata…” (Excessive curiosity can sometimes kill, my love…)