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... e only two Sequence Eights in the Circus, her status was quite high. Especially after the Leader and the old man had fallen, this duo had become singular.

But she wasn’t popular among the members, who generally disliked interacting with her, mainly because she was a bit off in her head.

Apart from when she was mixing medicine for the organization, she was unseen, usually preferring to be alone in a corner, talking to herself relentlessly, and even occasionally laughing excitedly, ...

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“Mhm… do you now believe I’m good at capturing hearts?” The silver-haired man, bearing those menacing pair of deep crimson eyes stared proudly at me after a nod. I gasped when he clenched his hand and squeezed the fresh heart to smithereen.

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He smirked, nodding in satisfaction before he pressed his nail on the tip of my forefinger that was quick to produce a drop of blood. “Such sweet aroma.” He whispered, placing my bleeding finger in his mouth and licked it with passion.

His menacing gaze never left mine as he consumed a bit of my blood. “Does that mean you’re accepting my invitation?” Keeping my finger in between his fangs, Samael inquired.

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Samael clicked his tongue, displeased at my response as he let my finger go. “No,” He whispered.

My entire body stiffened when he bent over, caressing my shoulder up to my neck by the apex of his nose, as his hot breaths prickled my skin.

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“Are you my bride?” He held her in his arms, embraced the girl who had accompanied him for ten years straight. He was sixteen years of age.

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