Chapter 93 Beautiful Blood
- Olivera
- She sleeps for hours after Ryan leaves, something about her dreams forcing her to whimper, to kick in her nightmares, and she cries out a few times like she's being hurt. I adjust the blanket over her shoulders, seeing her toy with the tube that drains liquid into her wrist.
- "Don't fuck with that, sweetheart," I groan, peeling her fingers off the tube. "Settle down now. Lover boy won't be long."