MANIAC INSANITY [18+]

CHAPTER 4

A beautiful and delicate girl, with a slender figure and skin like white jade, her bright autumn eyes were a little red, and there were a few crystal water stars hanging on the tip of her eyelashes.

Ruby didn't know who was in front of her and lowered her head. "Hello... I... I'm looking for Aunt Olivia..."

The man thought for two seconds and recalled that Oscar had called his wife's name when the two people quarreled just now. He turned around and asked them: "Is this your niece?"

Oscar's thoughts that were suppressed yesterday began to work again. He adopted Ruby just because of the large sum of money left by her parents. Now that she is an adult, he has no obligation to support her anymore.

He saw the man's expression in his eyes. It was not the look of a person, but the look of a commodity. Oscar knew very well how much money he owed them.

The King family.

He couldn't afford to offend anyone, even such a small person he had to be respectful, not to mention the name he didn't even dare to mention.

"Come here." Oscar called the man aside and whispered a few words, and he sucked his cheeks and showed an embarrassed expression. It only took two seconds for him to agree with him.

"Uncle..."

The girl's skirt was a little damp, outlining her exquisite figure. She didn't understand why the man's eyes looking at her suddenly changed, and her subconscious received a dangerous signal. She took a small step back, but was grabbed by the man's wrist.

"Auntie, auntie!"

Olivia did not stop the man from taking Ruby away. What she said just now was not a lie. She really had no money. Keeping her was useless except for having one more person to eat. It would be better to solve the urgent problem.

The frail and thin girl could not resist the man's strength, and he stuffed her into the back of the car in two or three moves.

"Um, can I still earn some comissions later?"

Oscar came over and ignored the tears of the girl crying for help in the car.

The man turned around and glanced at him. The girl's crying made him upset. He opened the car door again and hit her neck. The two arms that kept flapping fell down.

"What are you thinking about?"

He patted Oscar's shoulder, got in the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove a long way. After passing a few intersections, he turned and stopped. He looked back at the girl's snow-white limbs exposed from her dress and swallowed his saliva.

His throat was hot, and his body was hot. He had not been in the King family for a long time, so he could only do some things that were not up to standard, let alone meet such a beautiful woman.

He stretched out his hand, stopped when it was a few centimeters away from her thigh, and then turned back and stepped on the accelerator frantically.

If he touched it, he would not be able to stop. Only virgins are valuable. The first night of such a woman is enough to offset the money owed, and the value will continue to increase.

The car drove all the way to the street. Z Street was not so lively during the day. Only those who were drunk here last night were yawning and walking out.

The man dragged the girl out of the car and took her upstairs, directly to the most private top floor and threw her to a woman who looked like a prostitute.

"How is it?"

"Hmm?" The woman's voice was extremely coquettish. She pretended a lot and was used to speaking in this tone.

She glanced at the girl, and her careless eyes lit up instantly.

"What is this?"

"It's for debt repayment, how about it?"

The woman's fingers painted with bright red nail polish brushed across Ruby's face. The delicate feeling made her, a same-s*x person, linger. Not to mention the enchanting figure hidden under the clothes, how many men would spend a lot of money to make her smile.

"She can be the top card here." As he said that, the door next to him opened, and a woman who looked like she had just woken up came out.

They took the girl into the secret door, took off her slightly damp skirt, wiped her body with a towel, and changed into a gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wing, just waiting for the lights to come on at night.

..................

Narcissus rushed into the kitchen, and the rotten iron lock covered with brown and red spots was hanging crookedly on the door.

There was a faint fragrance in the air, but because the source had left, the smell became fainter and fainter, and he could hardly smell it.

Miles thought there was someone else here, and he led people in, but he only saw a man half-kneeling on the ground in a daze.

The footsteps brought Narcissus back to his senses, and his dazed eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly stood up and stood in front of everyone.

He was domineering, and his tall and burly body pressed over to block the light that was not strong to begin with.

"Search the mountain."

"Who are you looking for?"

The man moved his Adam's apple and suppressed his uneasiness.

"A little girl, don't hurt her, don't scare her, bring her to me."

It rained a little. The weak rain had no killing power, but because the search took too long outside, it soaked everyone's clothes.

The man put on a suit, without a shirt inside, and you could still see the strong muscles with ravines and those hideous scars.

He walked on the muddy ground, one foot deep and one foot shallow, the edges of his leather shoes were covered with mud and stains.

Several hours had passed, and they had stepped on this small hill twice, but they still couldn't see the little girl Narcissus mentioned.

At this time, Narcissus was a little terrified. His eyeballs were wrapped in scarlet and hot blood, and his two black pupils as black as black jade seemed to be entangled, like an angry bloodthirsty beast. The head of the King family shouldn't be so embarrassed, but no one dared to persuade them, not even Miles.

The more the man walked, the redder his pupils became, and his breath became heavier. Finally, the first white light appeared in the east, and he finally lost his strength. His tall body leaned against a tree, and his decadence slowly turned into panic.

He began to wonder why she ran away, but later he gradually understood as he couldn't find her.

She still heard or saw his methods that could not be put in broad daylight. Such a pure girl could not understand a man like him, let alone collude with him.

She probably felt that he was mean and cruel, but he was unwilling to give up on her, and even more so, the only light he had seen in the past twenty-seven years. The desire to possess him made him have to keep this flawless flower by his side, and make it his exclusive love.

Back at the King family, the solemn and silent hall was even colder than usual. In such a large space, one could hear a pin drop. The man raised his head and tightened his neat jaw. His protruding Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he exhaled a puff of smoke upwards, and then the smoke turned into the appearance of a girl.

"Okay."

The painter opposite finished speaking, and a piece of ash fell to the ground in the man's hand. He looked sideways.

"Make a copy and distribute it to everyone."

He saw the drawing paper and felt that he did not draw Ruby's charm, so he had to make the eyebrows and eyes roughly the same.

Miles handed the painter a card and asked him to leave. Narcissus sat up straight, originally leaning back on the sofa, and the bulging muscles on his shoulders stretched the fabric of his shirt tightly.

"Ruby, is her name."

The cigarette butt was thrown into the ashtray, and the hoarse voice hit the walls.

The portrait was printed quickly. The girl in the black and white pencil seemed to have life. Everyone who received it looked at it carefully for a while, and then it confirmed their thoughts.

--Cold-blooded man

He was struck in the soft spot. Those worldly women were not in his eyes, but he was attracted by this beautiful and elegant exiled immortal.

A City is not small, but it is not big for the King family. Even when Miles thought he would find someone soon, no one came back.

"Bang!"

Another sound of something breaking. He stood outside the study door, and the sound from time to time made his back cold.

It had been many years since Narcissus had been so angry. He didn't know how to persuade him, let alone whether he should persuade him.

Miles stayed outside the study door until dark, until someone came up and whispered something in his ear.

His face suddenly became gloomy, and after the man left, he thought for a moment and knocked on the door.

Narcissus sat down on the ground dejectedly, and the carpet around him was full of broken glass or porcelain fragments.

He stared at the fragments, as if the still abyss suddenly moved.

The edge of the ceramic began to turn red, and the man's dazed eyes began to look for the source of the color, and soon finally found the sunset in the west. It was magnificent and splendid, turning half of the sky crimson.

The familiar scene made him miss yesterday even more, the small hairs on the girl's cheeks dyed red by the sunset, her lips bitten into a ball when she was at a loss, and her eyelashes fluttering when she breathed.

The most important and unforgettable thing was that pair of eyes, clear and pure, the clearest he had ever seen.

"Pah!"

Thinking of the blockage in his heart, he was upset and picked up the vase next to him and threw it out. The glass vase hit the wall and the fragments exploded into a dazzling splendor.

He watched the brilliance fall, and after a while there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

With a hoarse throat, the man turned his body to show only Miles his side face, for fear that he would see the water in his eyes.

"Sir, Ryder went to Z Street."

The man raised his eyelids and looked into the distance.

The name brought him out of his entangled emotions, and he was surprised that this person appeared in Z Street.

He stretched out his long arm, grabbed the suit jacket and put it on, his two sword-like eyebrows were tightly knitted, "Let's go and have a look."

Seeing that Narcissus had recovered a little, Miles breathed a sigh of relief. They had just taken two steps when Narcissus suddenly stopped.

"Keep looking for her, find her."

A City is a city that never sleeps. After dusk, the last ray of light in the sky was swallowed by darkness, and then the lights were ignited.

There were all kinds of places of entertainment, men and women struggling to twist their bodies, gamblers with bloodshot eyes, and degenerates seeking temporary comfort in the smoke.

Several black cars turned the corner and stopped at the door of a building. The bright lights were a bit dazzling in the neon lights. The men in black standing on both sides of the door subconsciously chased the light, but their expressions froze when they glanced at the license plate.

The Smith family.

They shouldn't be here. Ryder and Narcissus are like water and fire. The two families are hostile to each other and wary of each other. Only by being wary of each other can they maintain the seemingly precarious peace.

The Smith family is the only family that has the strength to compete with the King family, and Ryder is also the only one who has the courage to compete with Narcissus. His appearance is not a good sign. I am afraid that he has been hiding his strength and biding his time to compete with Narcissus for the world.

After the two men looked at each other, one of them turned around and hid in the corner to report. A few seconds later, a handsome man came in from the revolving door. If it were not for the fierce-looking people behind him and the pair of eyes soaked in cold light, no one would think that he would be a gangster, and would only guess which family this elegant young man was from.

But no one here would be fooled by his harmless appearance. As soon as he walked into the hall, the temperature around him seemed to drop several degrees in an instant, and passers-by took two quick steps to avoid him.

He himself didn't care at all. He went up to the top floor leisurely. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw a group of people gathered in the open space next to the stage, watching something.

There seemed to be a very bright light in front of her eyes, which made her thin eyelids blood red. The girl frowned slightly in her sleep, and the strong cold wind made her shrink unconsciously, curling up like a wounded little animal.

"Sister Sonia."

The man standing at the door shaking the goblet saw her moving, turned around and called the woman who was charming and charming in every move.

"She seems to be waking up."

The woman called Sonia turned her head and squeezed her heavily made-up eyebrows. She saw the girl's body squirming, and hurriedly called two people to put Ruby's body into a transparent glass cover.

The soft and delicate body trembled as if it was electrocuted when it touched the cold glass, and then the fantasy filled with childhood images disappeared in an instant. The gentle and quiet mother and the father who always doted on her in the dream were cracked like a floor-to-ceiling mirror the moment her eyelashes opened. The warm yellow light and the warm bedroom in her memory turned into the cold light and the strange and surprisingly large living room in front of her.

"Hmm..."

Her eyelashes trembled a few times, and when she tried to open her eyes, a lot of physiological tears welled up, hanging on her eyelashes and shining like broken diamonds.

Her eyelashes finally spread out, and under the long eyelashes were a pair of clear and distinct black and white pupils. Two lines of clear tears meandered down along her white porcelain face, shining like a silver thread.

It was dark all around, and only the place where she was was as bright as day. She couldn't see the people next to her, and could only vaguely see a large platform next to her. She turned her eyes back, and saw several figures walking towards her in a daze.

There were countless small holes for ventilation on the glass room, and the girl's voice also flowed out through those holes. Her soft and delicate voice made the throats of the men next to her tighten, and two men couldn't help but walk over and put their hands on the glass and gently stroked it.

"Pah!"

His hand was knocked away, and the woman called Sister Sonia stood behind him with a frown. When he saw that it was her, his arrogance that had just risen disappeared instantly, and he laughed and left the hall with a few brothers, leaving only her and the girl.

Ruby was completely awake. She lowered her head and found that her clothes had been replaced with a very thin white gauze dress. The dress was very short and small, and could only cover her private parts. There were a few soft feathers on her chest, and her snow-white limbs and chest were all visible.

This kind of dress made her feel ashamed. She panicked and tried to find a way out, but the glass house was very solid, and the small door behind her was tightly closed, so there was no way to open it from the inside.

"Who are you?! Let me out!"

The girl protected her spring scenery at the collar with one hand, and knocked on the glass with her other hand. "Let me out!!"

"Shh--" Sister Sonia stretched out a finger and put it on her lips, and her blood-red lips squeezed into a circle.

"Don't scream, little girl, don't say this once you enter here."

She would not persuade the girl to accept her fate. A woman who can resist is more in line with men's wishes and can also increase interest. So she put on a thin dress for the girl, covering all the places that should be covered but revealing a little bit of the edge that is looming.

Only imagination can arouse people's desire to explore. Men who can enter here are not ordinary people. The higher you stand, the more straightforward your desire will be, and more like a beast.

The meaningful gaze slid between the girl's legs. Ruby felt where she was looking at, and suddenly closed her legs, with a red face of shame and anger.

"That's it."

After she finished speaking, the door next to her, which had been tightly closed, opened, and the earliest guest had already entered. Ruby was frightened by the sudden influx of men, and could only lean tightly against the corner farthest from them, shrinking her body together, trying not to let them see her exposed skin.

But her clothes were too thin, and her hurried movements attracted more attention.

The panicked little girl was like a plate of delicious food. Sister Sonia knocked on the glass with her blood-red fingernails and pulled her eyes to the front.

"Enjoy tonight, the first night is the best."

The woman threw down a word and shook her plump round buttocks and left. The girl in the glass room was stunned, and her pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle. A chill poured down from the top of her head and poured all the way to the soles of her feet.

Olivia and her husband were not kind to her, she knew all this, but she never thought that they would sell her out so easily, leaving her like a commodity for others to pick and play with.

"Don't go, don't go, let me out!"

Tears burst out instantly, her delicate face was wet with tears, and the men who came to hunt for beauty were stunned.

The small glass house was surrounded by people in an instant, and the little girl with tears in her eyes was so charming even when she was crying. Several people had already attached their bodies to the glass, trying to peek at the hidden beauty under the girl's arms.

Ryder was attracted by the group of people, and he was very curious about what happened in Narcissus's territory. His bodyguards on both sides separated the others. The person who was pushed away was about to attack, but when he saw who was coming, his momentum instantly weakened, and he smiled and made way.

The little girl huddled in the glass house was trembling in the corner, her long hair fell all over her shoulders like a waterfall, and those black hairs collided with her fair skin, impacting the men's eyes.

Ryder knocked on the glass, and the girl's trembling stopped for a second. The little head tucked under her arm raised up, revealing a pair of big eyes full of dew.

But in just a moment, the face shrank back again, like a feather scratching his heart, just arousing the itch but suddenly there was no relief.

Ryder's body paused, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth froze on his face.

He was too familiar with this face, which looked very much like the woman in the incomplete photo that his father held in his hand before his death. From the eyebrows to the pale pink lips, they were almost exactly the same.

He was a person who didn't like to get entangled with women, but he couldn't give up the sadness in those bright eyes. After a while, he compromised, "Come."

He hooked his hand to Sister Sonia next to him, "Come here." He stretched his hand back, and the bodyguard behind him was surprised but quickly took out a card and put it in the woman's hand.

"Let her come out."