A Game Of Chess With A Vampire
Chapter 112: Go Somewhere With Me

Chapter 112: Go Somewhere With Me

Olive continued.

"Sometimes it is very rough, blinding, and tiring. There is sweet love, but unless you are lucky, you will just never get to experience that. Some do not believe in love for a reason, and some think love is only temporary for a reason. This heart..." he tapped his chest. "...has a mind of its own, it cannot be controlled. We may not have a heartbeat, but you could still feel it."

"Love can sometimes be blissful, but it comes with a lot of pain that only those strong enough to stay with it can grit their teeth. On the other hand, I was not strong enough. So I let go, and I never plan to fall in love again. I do not think I can do it ever again. I don’t have the intention to hurt anyone else."

Valentine flickered his eyes and let out a soft breath. "Regardless, Olive, you still have to feel and understand what it means to fall in love. No matter how cruel it may be, I still want to love someone. I want someone to love me too. How hard can it be? Loneliness isn’t so sweet, you know."

"The worst part of the case is that even with all this, unlike you, I cannot satisfy myself neither can I stand being touched by a woman. They all appear the same in my eyes, even though they are not. That is why I am trying to get rid of it and break free from it."

"I am just...I am tired. I am weary of being this way," he explained.

Olive slowly nodded his head.

"My apologies. It’s really great that you want to break from it, because you should, but don’t hurt yourself in the process and make the situation even worse. It would be good if you could start by conversing with women, feeling more comfortable being around them, or something like that. I am sure that gradually, you will give in."

Valentine could make sense of his words, however, there was one problem.

"Olive, which woman do I start with?"

"Eh..." Olive thought seriously about it. "... You could start with any female friend you have, whom you feel comfortable enough to converse with."

Valentine immediately glowered. "You must have been deaf when I told you that you were the only friend I have!"

"Oh..." Olive nodded in recollection.

"Well, just find someone with whom you can give it a try, yeah?" he suggested.

Valentine shook his head, saddened. "It’s useless. The only female I am comfortable enough to speak with is my brother’s wife."

"Huh?" Olive was stunned. Could he possibly mean Lady Avelina?

"Mhm." Valentine nodded his head.

"She is very nice, sweet, and fun to talk to. She is honestly a very interesting human. I would usually hate to interact with a human, but she is...different."

"I see..." Olive took a deep breath. "Maybe you could practice with her?"

Valentine blinked his eyes before bursting into sudden laughter.

Olive was confused. "Why are you laughing? What is funny?"

Valentine shook his head. "It’s nothing. It-it’s just unbelievable that you would ask me that."

"Heh? It’s a suggestion. What do you mean?" Olive questioned.

"Olive." Valentine restrained himself from laughing any further and cleared his throat. "My brother will kill me if I dare do that. He will chop me into pieces like meat. He does not like it when anyone gets close to her. The last time I played the piano for her, although he didn’t show it clearly, he nearly sent me to hell with his death stare."

"I am not interested in dying yet, you see. My life is still pretty fascinating to me."

Olive drew his head back. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t stunned. I mean, could Loui possibly be right about Don and Lady Avelina’s relationship?

Impossible! He quickly shook his head, unwilling to even imagine it.

"Thank you," Valentine abruptly said.

Olive glanced at him with wrinkled brows. "For what?"

"For talking to me," Valentine clarified. "I feel really better. I am no longer pissed off anymore."

"Oh..." Olive nodded.

He then asked, "I don’t mean to pry, but...why were you pissed off? Who made you angry?"

Valentine gazed at him for a few moments before smirking. "If I tell you, will you beat them up for me?"

Olive was taken aback.

"Why would I do that?" he asked. "I am inquiring because I’m a bit concerned."

Valentine cackled softly and rested back on the chair. "It’s not really a big deal. It was just the woman I tried to do it with. I was pissed at her for nearly forcing herself on me and at the fact that I almost reacted baldly."

Olive squinted his eyes. He let out a deep breath and stood up from his chair.

"You should go home. You need rest."

Valentine lifted his head and glanced at him. "I don’t want to."

"Why?" Olive inquired.

Valentine did not answer. He simply stood up and walked over to stand in front of Olive. "Go somewhere with me."

"Somewhere?" Olive asked, baffled.

Valentine nodded.

Where exactly can he possibly go with him? Olive was thinking about it, but hadn’t come up with anything, he queried, "Somewhere, like?"

"I don’t know." Valentine shrugged.

A soft breath escaped from Olive, and he walked to the door. "Do you want to grab a few drinks? It might be good for you."

"What if I get drunk?" Valentine asked. He knew he wasn’t one who could take more than two shots before his head started to go on a roller coaster.

Olive frowned at him. "Tsk! Your butler is here with you, is he not? If you get drunk, he can take you back to the royal mansion."

Valentine thought seriously about it before letting out a deep sigh. "Fine."

—-

With her arms spread out, Natasha stood still like a statue.

One of the three maids surrounding her brushed her silky hair down to her bottom. The other two were busy belting her dress, adding the necessary ornaments, and fixing the buttons.

"Be fast with it!" Natasha scowled, impatient.