Beast, Blue Blood - Chapter 17 - Slight R19

Chapter 17

As expected, Hisha wasn’t very experienced and was not particularly adept. He pressed his lips against hers a bit hastily and pushed his body against hers almost painfully. Yet, instinctively, he gently grasped one side of her chest through her T-shirt.

“Eugene…”

Hisha broke the kiss and took a deep, heated breath. His eyes were flushed with excitement, which only made her more aroused. The look in his eyes was like that of a lustful animal. One thing had been clear from the very beginning: he desired her, just as she desired him.

When Eugene rubbed one of Hisha’s ears with the hand that was holding his neck, he shivered as if in a fit of trembling. Between his short breaths, he managed to speak in a voice that sounded almost like a groan.

“Eugene, I…”

She didn’t want to hear any words right now. Eugene took Hisha’s hand, which was awkwardly grasping her chest through the T-shirt, and moved it down. He must have understood what her unwavering gaze meant. Even with just that much guidance, Hisha, like an intelligent student, moved his hand back up to grasp her bare chest under her shirt. Eugene slightly parted her lips and let out a sound.

With her lowered eyelashes, her flushed cheeks, and her soft chest, Hisha felt like he was going crazy. Eugene was too soft. Normally, she seemed like someone wearing a suit of armor, but now, not a single part of her felt hard, and it seemed almost unfair.

Her red tongue, visible between her slightly parted lips, looked moist and inviting, and without realizing it, he kissed her again deeply. Eugene accepted him, exhaling a hot breath. Even that felt incredibly soft. She was like whipped cream, making him feel a destructive urge to mess her up completely.

Though Pierlu had advised him to run away before it was too late, it was already too late to escape.

At that moment.

“Eugene?”

Leah’s voice was heard. They both froze as if stabbed by a knife.

Suddenly, Eugene calmly pushed Hisha away. With such a calm gesture, Hisha was pushed back in a daze. Eugene, without showing much sign of confusion, pulled down her T-shirt, tied up her disheveled hair, and stood up. Without looking back, she descended the stairs and crossed the bridge beyond the bushes.

“What were you doing?”

Leah’s voice asked, and Eugene responded in a completely normal tone, with no hint of anything unusual.

“Smoking.”

“Here?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm…?”

Leah made a sound that suggested she didn’t quite believe her.

“Why?”

When Eugene asked, in an even more brusque manner than usual, Leah replied in an almost flirtatious voice.

“You’re so blunt. No wonder there are rumors that you can only cl*max by strangling a man.”

“Leah.”

With that, the sound of footsteps began to fade as they moved outside.

Soon, the presence of the two women disappeared. Hisha, who had been holding his breath the whole time, let out a deep sigh, resting his elbows on his knees and running his hand through his hair.

While Hisha was tense, worried that unpredictable Leah might suddenly run back this way, his body’s reaction had calmed down almost miraculously. However, the sensation in his hand felt as if it had been carved in by a chisel.

Hisha looked at his hand and muttered blankly.

“…So soft.”

* * *

The next morning, Hisha and Eugene ran into each other head-on at the corner of the hallway. For a moment, Hisha widened his eyes and couldn’t react, but Eugene smiled adeptly and spoke.

“Did you sleep well?”

Not knowing how to react for a moment, Hisha just bowed deeply and greeted her.

“Did you sleep well?”

“Why the super formal language?”

Eugene laughed and walked past him. Hisha stood up bewilderedly and watched her back as she left.

Despite what had happened yesterday, she seemed unaffected. Maybe for an adult like her, such things were trivial.

Somehow, he felt bitter. Even though he wasn’t in a position to desire Eugene.

* * *

Reflecting on the events of that morning, Eugene sighed inwardly.

When she ran into Hisha head-on, her heart nearly dropped. Hiding her emotions came more naturally than breathing, so she did it instinctively.

‘I’m not a child, but this feels awkward for no reason.’

She thought as she looked out the window. Then, the office door opened, and Nasiri came in.

“Director, you have a guest.”

“A guest?”

Eugene turned and spoke with interest.

There was no scheduled guest for this time today. Yet, for Nasiri to bring a message saying there was a guest, meant it was someone who couldn’t be refused despite not having an appointment.

“Yes.”

Nasiri replied as if confirming her guess. Eugene stood up without a word.

As they approached the reception room, through the transparent wall, she saw two people in khaki uniforms sitting on the sofa. One person was sitting opposite the other with his back turned.

Buzz.

As the door opened, the person with his back turned looked around, and red eyes met Eugene’s gaze.

Those eyes instinctively evoked fear and a sense of alienation. It wasn’t just because of the unusual color of a human but also because they resembled the eyes of a snake, a crocodile, or even a dinosaur.

However, it was more a characteristic of his species rather than something unique to this man. The man stood up and politely offered a handshake. His uniform bore a rank insignia with nine bamboo leaves spreading out from a diamond.

“I’m Major Daniel Toner from the MCTC Military Committee.”

Even without him saying it, it was clear he was from the MCTC.

MCTC. Shortly after the existence of vampires was revealed, a special unit was created to integrate Luax into the human military.

When far-right Luax terrorists were wreaking havoc, there were frequent news reports of the MCTC capturing or killing terrorists almost daily. However, in the current times of peace, it was easy to forget about their existence, as they rarely made headlines. But as the saying goes, war is prepared for during peacetime. Eugene was well aware that the MCTC was more active than ever.

The fact that they had come to see her was proof enough.

“I’m Eugene Fuger-Dulloch of Knox Genomics. You’ve come a long way. Please, have a seat.”

As Eugene gestured to a seat and sat down, the two soldiers also sat down again.

“Would you like more tea?”

At Eugene’s question, the major politely declined with his clean, white hand.

“No, thank you. We’ve already had some.”

The other soldier also declined when Eugene looked at him.

While Eugene’s secretary brought her tea, the major looked around the office carefully.

“This building truly befits Knox Genomics, which has seen remarkable growth over the past five years.”

Eugene looked at him with an indifferent gaze.

“Is there something you mean by that?”

“Not at all. I’m just a simple soldier.”

The major’s face showed neither hostility nor friendliness.

“You are an investigator directly under the MCTC Military Committee. Is there something I can assist you with?”

At her words, the major sized her up briefly before speaking.

“I’ll get straight to the point. There’s a strange rumor going around recently.”

“I’ve heard the rumors too.”

Eugene replied bluntly. She knew that beating around the bush wouldn’t work with an investigator sent by the military committee of a multinational force with a global network.

“Is it just a rumor?”

Major Toner asked in a gentle yet sharp tone. As he stared at her, Eugene realized that he was reading her as if scanning her with a machine, using his senses, which were more refined than those of a human. His gaze, her breathing, her pulse…

This was why her father had taught her to keep her pulse steady even when unexpectedly slapped.

Just as the technology for freedom advances, so does the technology for control. The less human the opponent, the more cunning and sly humans become.

Feeling her steady heartbeat, Eugene asked in an indifferent tone.

“What kind of answer do you expect from me?”

“The ‘thing’ mentioned in the rumors is quite dangerous.”

Everyone knew that the ‘thing’ was the Luax virus.

Sending an investigator indicated that the government was closely monitoring this matter, not willing to ignore even simple rumors.

Major Toner continued.

“Twenty years ago, there was a suspect identified as the mastermind behind the ‘Brotherhood Incident’.”

Eugene leaned back slightly and rested against the sofa.

“You must be referring to Simon DeMoustier.”

She was a British woman, intertwined with the Brotherhood Incident, the bankrupt pharmaceutical company Genotix, the Luax terrorist group, and political corruption on multiple fronts. The Brotherhood was initially a Ponzi scheme orchestrated by Simon DeMoustier under the guise of developing a ‘100% infection rate vampire virus.’

Though the purpose differed slightly from typical Ponzi schemes—since the goal was to gather influential humans and kill them all at once—the scheme’s essence lay in using a virus that neither existed nor had any development plan as bait, making it even more insidious.

Simon DeMoustier had died 20 years ago during the Brotherhood Incident, but her name continued to haunt like a persistent nightmare.

“There are stories that your father was seen multiple times with Simon DeMoustier back then.”

Eugene shrugged one shoulder.

“You’re talking about something beyond the statute of limitations.”

“Is there a statute of limitations for incidents that threaten the safety of humanity?”

“Are you saying my father is a criminal now?”

Eugene, who had remained indifferent as if discussing someone else, deliberately displayed displeasure. The Major then slightly bowed his head in an apologetic gesture.

“I didn’t mean it that way, but if I offended, I apologize.”

Eugene put her teacup down.

“Investigator, I don’t know what rumors you’ve heard or where you’ve heard them, but as you can see, this is a pharmaceutical company. Our work is to save lives, not the opposite. I understand you’re doing your job, but if you’re going to make allegations, could you please bring some evidence?”

The Major nodded slightly.

“I apologize for the inconvenience.”

He then stood up.

“We’ll be leaving now.”

Eugene also stood up.

“However, if you need any help, Knox Genomics will always be willing to cooperate. Please don’t hesitate to reach out.”

“Thank you.”

The two soldiers walked out. As they walked down the hallway, the other soldier finally spoke for the first time.

“She’s quite formidable.”

“Even if we brought evidence, she’d use her famous legal team to cleverly evade it. Like father, like daughter. At least it serves as a warning. We’re watching, so she mustn’t do anything foolish.”

The Major glanced back at the now out-of-sight reception room.

“You have to admire her composure. Not even a single heartbeat out of place.”