The Surge of Possessiveness

But what shook Xuexue was not how beautiful the girl was, but how incredibly beautiful she was—beautiful to the point of seeming unreal.

She was certain that there had never been anyone so beautiful in her school before.

The girl must have awakened a special ability, with full charisma points, or awakened a bloodline, causing a qualitative transformation in her body.

She leaned more towards the latter.

The girl was just too beautiful, naturally pure yet not of this world.

The unique aura she emitted, the serenity in her pale blue eyes, every inch of her skin, and every strand of her hair seemed to whisper of her extraordinary nature.

Through the screen, she felt as if she could sense the silky smoothness of the girl’s fair skin, and smell the enticing aroma wafting from her body, making her taste buds tingle with excitement.

The girl’s delicate, jade-like neck was warm and silky, with faint blue veins barely visible.

She imagined she could see the intricate network of blood vessels beneath, exquisite and flawless.

The fragrant blood flowed within, and she could almost taste the burst of blood plasma, smoothly sliding down her throat, satisfying yet not cloying.

“Gulp!”

Calmly, she swallowed her saliva, her soft tongue gliding over two protruding fangs, coaxing them back.

Suppressing her hunger, she offered a bewitching smile, full of charm.

“Let’s go.”

She wrapped her chewing gum in a tissue, stood up, and walked past the girl.

“Hmm, what? Where to?”

The girl was taken aback, having been daydreaming.

Xuexue’s eyes widened at the sight of the girl in the video, her gaze fixed and unblinking.

The expression made her want to laugh, but seeing what came next, her smile faded.

She saw the shock and daze in Xuexue’s eyes, and it was clear as day.

She might have imagined it, but she thought she saw Xuexue swallow her saliva.

Unexpectedly, she felt a pang of unease, as if her destined partner was being stolen from her.

Even though Xuexue was a girl.

“Let’s go see the stunning beauty from the video, like she stepped right out of an anime,” Xuexue smiled, her jet-black eyes reflecting a sudden, intense curiosity.

Born into the imperial family, she had been spoiled since childhood, surrounded by luxury.

At every mealtime, her table was set with various types of blood, served in champagne flutes for her selection, cultivating her discerning palate.

When she reached the age of blood-drinking, her mother taught her the art of blood-sucking, then spent money on hiring all sorts of beautiful people for her practice.

Unfortunately, she found none of them satisfactory.

Some lacked an appealing scent, while others had unappealing necks, leaving her unable to bite.

Her father doted on her, and her mother felt helpless, so they hired rare, high-bloodline individuals.

These girls were strikingly beautiful, and their scent was irresistible, making them top-tier offerings.

Yet, she still couldn’t bring herself to bite.

Every time she opened her mouth, revealing her fangs, and prepared to drink, the girls would tremble, their pupils reflecting deep fear, as if she were a blood-sucking monster about to drain their life.

She hated that feeling and paid them to leave.

Later, her mother found experienced, mature beauties.

The result was evident: Xuexue refused them.

Every time she tried to steel herself against the discomfort of second-hand blood, and open her mouth to bite, the warm, caring gaze in their eyes made her uneasy.

It felt as if these experienced women were looking at her, a virgin, with teasing eyes, which was unbearable.

Her dignity felt challenged.

She believed that everyone should be a virgin, then it would be fair.

Thus, at 17 years old, she had not yet experienced the taste of fresh, living blood, remaining a virgin.

But now, things were different.

The girl in the video ignited a powerful curiosity and intrigue.

Those suppressed, unfulfilled cravings stirred, stimulating her senses and tantalizing her mind, urging her to explore what was different about this girl.

Her heart ached with longing, and she was desperate for discovery.

Her vampiric instincts told her that the girl was a rare find, a deviation from the norm.

If the girl showed fear, she might still bite, but it was the uniqueness that drew her more than the desire to instill fear.

Soft, sweet eyes, and the potential for extraordinary blood – a reluctance, a struggle.

Mmm… She felt a strange desire stir.

A desire to uncover beauty, to understand it, to explore the mysteries of what made this girl different.

It felt exquisite, incredibly satisfying.

She could already imagine the girl holding a strength she had not yet encountered. How fascinating and delightful.

It made her blood boil with anticipation.

She was determined to understand that girl, by any means necessary.