[Comprehensive] She has an affair with the villain

The situation in Rome, an ancient city under the jurisdiction of the Kingdom of Italy, is stable. However, in recent days, the Allies have focused a lot of energy on landing in Normandy and stopped their large-scale counter-offensive in Italy. Instead, Mussolini's Nazi government was given a chance to survive.

Therefore, when the Mussolini regime ravaged northern Italy, Vespa would take the death train carrying the Jews when he entered this dangerous world.

At this time, Cookie Vespa, who was in the luxurious Gothic castle, was as leisurely and idle as if he had left the war.

She was lying by the window looking at the lush vineyards not far away in a daze, and what she suddenly thought of was a bad-tempered little prince with black hair and blue eyes.

—Have you become the undisputed King of Asgard, Loki Odinson.

She sighed softly, like a distant dream.

The torn wound on Vespa's neck was covered with pure white gauze. She remembered that the young red-haired maid sent the medicine box into the dormitory with some fear. When she was about to bandage her, Caius sneered order to leave.

Enduring the temptation of blood, the ancient vampire with a strange and cruel expression was unexpectedly gentle when bandaging, although Caius' cold fingers often froze her during the process.

Vespa knew she was a bit of a slack now, whether it was because of this brutal anti-Semitic war period, or because some handsome and sad little prince was always disturbing her mind.

The only good news is that this ancient vampire, who seems gentle but extremely cruel, seems to have some inexplicable attachment to her.

When Caius pushed open the door, he saw his human girl laying bored on the thick and gorgeous four-poster bed. The length of her classic and complicated baroque men's shirt would cover her buttocks, revealing her slender and white legs, flashing like Creamy finish.

Her every move is lazy and tired, with an indescribable grace.

Caius thought he shouldn't be looking at a cookie all the time, it made him feel stupid.

He even felt that he should drain Vespa's sweet and alluring blood completely.

Even if losing the Singer's blood kept his strength from growing any longer, it was better than being unable to control himself, always stuck in some bad thoughts that were sweet and obsessive.

But he still spared her life.

Under such a crazy temptation, he would immediately retract his fangs just because she cried out in pain.

How ridiculous.

Vespa was lying on the bed trying to call the villain system, and accidentally saw a pair of black military boots entering her field of vision.

Caius showed an unimaginably elegant demeanor as he walked around. He put on a dark blue uniform, and the brand-new leather belt made his thin waist more charming. The exquisite saber was more effective than actual combat. He is full of the noble air of the old elite.

His meticulously combed dazzling blond hair was pressed under the dark blue military cap, and the flickering shadows made his delicate and handsome features even more illusory.

——It seems that not all vampire movies don't look at appearance when looking for actors. Caius has such a pretty face that people really can't find any shortcomings.

But Vespa looked at the clothes in his hands at this time, and slightly frowned her beautiful eyebrows.

Caius squatted by the bed and looked at her, "I'm going to Rome to attend the meeting."

Vespa touched the wound on his neck, "I will stay here and wait for you."

Anyway, apart from the disadvantage of being blood-sucked in this old castle, she lived happily in basic necessities of life, by the standard of a food reserve.

In the past few days, in Rome, which has a small temperature difference in four seasons and a typical Mediterranean climate, Vespa finally determined his own time. In August 1944, the Battle of Normandy had lasted for two months. A few days later, The Allies would successfully establish a beachhead and, on August 8, liberate Paris, declaring the end of the Normandy campaign.

"You need to go to Rome with me." He looked down at his human girl with a deadpan order.

Of course, Vespa could only accept it. She glanced at the women's clothes Caius put beside the bed, "I'm not used to asking the maid to help me, so I can do it myself."

The corner of the ancient vampire's mouth provoked a fake smile, "It just so happens that I also don't like maids serving you."

While Vespa was stunned, Caius had already ripped off the gorgeous shirt on her body with the speed of a vampire, and the delicate pearl buttons fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

Vespa: Help!Here is a shivering vampire who is addicted to dress-up games!

He unfolded the clothes he had brought in—it was a very beautiful white dress.

Gorgeous yet understated femininity gowns are exquisite, and the antique-like haute couture lace is full of sentimentality, and it looks extra gorgeous on satin gowns.

The retro one-shoulder style is elegant and noble, but what Vespa wanted to resist was that Caius unbuttoned her underwear.

As the black underwear slipped off, the human girl's soft and plump body undulations were fully exposed before his eyes. Caius slowly put on the lace corset for her, sliding his cold fingers up her waistline.

Vespa turned his back to Caius, and was suddenly pressed down on the bed by him.

Vespa gasped and struggled, so pale and powerless under his absolute superiority of strength.

Caius buried his head in the crescent of her neck, breathing heavily like the silent roar of a beast.

His gorgeous, husky voice sighed in her ear, "Vespa, you always make me cowardly and irrational like a fool."

It was clearly a cold breath, but Vespa felt his ears start to heat up.

Until Caius helped her put on the dress, she felt more and more that she and Caius had switched roles, and she suddenly wanted to know—did Caius agree to carry a system, and the task of the system is death tease her.

The meeting place of the vampire officers today is the famous Castel Sant'Angelo. Vespa followed Caius to the beautiful Tiber River, passing the arched bridge with twelve statues of angels holding the torture tools of Jesus, and then arrived at the ancient In front of the arches of the castle.

Standing on the castle is a long sword in hand, "Michael the Archangel", who is about to fly in the air, with the sword pointing downward.

This nearly 2000-year-old Castel Sant'Angelo was built by the Roman Emperor Hadrian and used to be the burial place of various emperors of the Roman Empire. Later, due to the invasion of foreigners, this sturdy and easy-to-defend building began to be used more. It served as a defensive fortress; now, it serves as a meeting center for the Confederate States.

But Vespa is familiar with the castle because of works of art, such as the films "Roman Holiday" and "The Da Vinci Code", or before she died terribly, Dan Brown's thriller " Angels and Demons".

Caius passed the square wall outside the castle. His slender legs were wrapped in straight military trousers. Vespa could almost see the smooth and powerful muscle lines when he took a step, which was much better than the piles of ancient weapon ruins on the fortress. And more eye-catching.

Vespa's eyes circled around the officers who entered and left Castel Sant'Angelo, and he clearly felt that he was wearing a light and exquisite dress, and it seemed very strange to be in it.

She looked at Caius, "Maybe I should stay in the car and wait for you."

The handsome and powerful vampire elder originally wanted to send soldiers to take her to the pope's hall in Castel Sant'Angelo to pass the time by looking at the armor, weapons and paintings by famous Italian artists.

But at this moment, he looked at the eager gazes of the stupid humans around her, and the cold expression of frowning showed a touch of evil and violence.

He had always been the most aggressive member of the Volturi, but Caius didn't know that he would one day be easily angered by a human girl, and in his 3000-plus years of immortality, it seemed all the more bizarre and comical.

Vespa felt that the exquisite and beautiful powerful vampire in front of him seemed to regard her as his own property, probably like her possessiveness when facing strawberry pie when she was hungry.

Caius didn't let her go back to the car, he stepped up the ancient castle with his long legs, holding Vespa's wrist.

Vespa felt like he was bound by iron chains. God, is the vampire setting in this world too capricious? It’s fine if you don’t fear the sun, and your skin is as hard as granite.

Ascending to the Castel Sant'Angelo, Vespa overlooked the magnificent city of Rome from the terrace.

She suddenly understood why a romantic love story like "Roman Holiday" would happen in this city. The stunning beauty of the ancient city of Rome at dusk seems to contain the magical charm from thousands of years ago.

This eternal city has extraordinary magic power that can make any couple of young people fall in love with each other.

But it's a pity that the expression on Caius' face at this time is not at all romantic. He thinks Vespa is a bit too eye-catching. Her gothic and weird and sexy temperament always makes everyone unable to help Eyes glued to her.

Vespa frowned because of his anger, and a sweet and cold charming smell lingered in his whole body, "You have a really bad temper, sir."

Caius stared at her deeply, and whispered close to her ear, "If you make cookies that only belong to me, those humans with annoying eyes may be able to barely guarantee their lives."

"Do you want to hide me?" Vespa said softly.

Caius' pale and cold fingers stayed on her torn wound covered with white gauze, his pale face was hidden in the shadow formed by the wide-brimmed military cap, and his deep and clear blue eyes were slightly blood-colored——

"I will, Cookie."