"I..."
Dracula was intoxicating. Like a heavy wine with a taste so sweet you couldn't stop. She felt like she had drunk many glasses without even touching one.
His scent was overwhelming. His voice was sincere. And his eyes could talk a thousand words.
Carter advanced. His hands trailed down and released the string in front of her chest, letting her dress drop down.
His rough hands explored her body. She moaned deeply.
Dracula had won. And Frankenstein had lost.
'It is unfortunate, little bird. Your Fate with Frankenstein has ended. Now you belong to Dracula.'
Carter picked her up and carried her to his bed. The moonlight shined over their perfect body.
The pocket watch spun rapidly. Its hands went out of control.
The Doll frowned. 'There is something happening with the Destiny Watch, original.'
Carter heard it. But he continued. The man was on top of her, kissing her dearly on the neck, where the scent of her blood was most concentrated.
