---- her, a giggle escapes her lips.


    You like that? She nods.


    Those red eyes glister.


    Red.


    The colour was the harbinger of death and blood in all the monsters and carriers eyes.


    A hue of impending doom.


    But the red in her eyes? It felt alive, breathing, living.


    It wasn''t evil.


    It couldn''t be evil Gerald may have nned to make her a monster but Vince could see it quite clearly.


    She has resisted.


    Her purity was too powerful to be tauinted by few drops of a serum.


    She was the only product of the experiment that could feel.


    Just like him And he would do anything to keep that part of her ---- alive.


    What about this them? His hands trace up her naked torso and he slowly sneaks them under her arm pits.


    She sauirns under him, rolling from one side to another.


    Laughing.


    Enzo...


    Hahaha...


    stop! Enzo! Te tickles her with his fingers and he loved her reaction.


    He loved seeing her smile.


    Those alive eyes.


    Herughter echoing in the halls which have only heard of screams, blood and murder.


    Was this what home felt like? Can''t he just take her away from all this and start a fresh? He could burn this entire world to hear thatugh again.


    He has found his salvation.


    ---- alive.


    What about this them? His hands trace up her naked torso and he slowly sneaks them under her arm pits.


    She sauirns under him, rolling from one side to another.


    Laughing.


    Enzo...


    Hahaha...


    stop! Enzo! Te tickles her with his fingers and he loved her reaction.


    He loved seeing her smile.


    Those alive eyes.


    Herughter echoing in the halls which have only heard of screams, blood and murder.


    Was this what home felt like? Can''t he just take her away from all this and start a fresh? He could burn this entire world to hear thatugh again.


    He has found his salvation.


    ---- He was home.


    Finally.


    He doesn''t remember how long he just stayed there, hovering over her frame and staring at her, unless her arms wrap around his frame and she presses her face in his neck.


    He stills.


    Was she hugging him? And that''s when he felt that touch.


    Her soft fingers caressing the rugged blood dried marks on his back.


    Did it hurt a lot, Master? Vincenzos body goes stiff.


    She should be worried about her punishment but all she cared about was him.


    If he was hurt.


    No one has ever asked him that.


    Not when the bullies kicked him and left him to die on the side of the road Not when Gerald experimented on her and made him