All Chapters of Defy Me If You Can: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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5-8: Uncomfortable Shoes-III

Her shoes hovered over the boundary of the door, the tip of one barely crossing the line before pulling back again. She wasn't ready to enter. Even if the entire day passed with her standing rooted in this exact spot, she knew she would still hesitate to step inside this place crowded with vampires whose eyes gleamed far too sharply whenever blood was mentioned.The mansion itself felt alive in the worst possible way. Music drifted faintly from somewhere deeper within the halls, elegant and soft, yet underneath it came the sound of quiet laughter that prickled across her skin. The scent in the air was sweet, almost rotten beneath the perfume of roses and wine.Jane swallowed, every instinct in her body screamed at her to turn around and leave."Stick with me," Victor said beside her.He smiled when he said it, but it wasn't reassuring. Nothing about Victor had ever been reassuring. His smiles always carried something dark beneath them, as though amusement and cruelty were stitched tog

5-9: Uncomfortable Shoes-IV

No, what was more important wasn't the fact that Victor was a pureblood. It wasn't.The problem was the game they had talked about. A game with a wager where the payment wouldn't be repaid by the one who actually lost but instead by giving the blood of their servants to be drunk by the winner for fun."Young Duke should participate this time.""It would be a waste not to. After all, you finally brought someone with you.""And perhaps this time the game would become more interesting than usual."Their voices overlapped with each other and although their tones sounded light and playful, Jane could hear the excitement hidden underneath. It made her feel uncomfortable. No, more than uncomfortable. It made her feel as though she was standing inside a cage while people discussed how they wanted to use her.At first she questioned why vampires would even share the human they drank from. Knowing how prideful they were, wouldn't it be better not to share the human they treated as livestock?Wo

6-1: Betting Certainity-I

Seeing his face suddenly turn void of a smile, Jane felt her entire body stiffen almost immediately at the sight. The reaction came so naturally that even she herself couldn't stop it.To see Victor looking so expressionless startled her deeply as he had never once looked at her without a smile before. Even when he threatened people, even when he mocked them or spoke of horrifying things so casually, there had always been that smile lingering on his lips like he found the world amusing.But now it was gone, completely gone and somehow that was far worse than his usual terrifying grin. He was already frightening with a smile, but when all traces of fun and joy vanished from his face, she felt as though her heart had suddenly dropped into freezing water. His face looked empty in a way that made him seem less human and more like something wearing human skin out of convenience. His eyes especially looked colder without the upward curve of his lips softening them.It was a kind of fear sh

6-2: Betting Certainty-II

Feeling spiteful, she began to think of a description of a handsome man. She didn't think the man with the glasses was ugly, but she needed to exaggerate facts just to spite this vampire who always seemed to be so confident that his face was the gift from heaven itself."He has very prominent cheekbones," she started slowly as if carefully recalling the man's face. "Light colored eyes that fits his beautiful face and a look that is very gentle and kind. The kind of person that people would naturally trust after one glance."Victor looked at her quietly and though the smile on his lips remained lazy and amused, the tightness of his fingers around her arms didn't loosen even slightly."You seem to like kind people," he noted casually."Who doesn't like kind people?" She asked back without hesitation, lifting her chin a little despite how trapped she felt beneath his hold."Hm, me?" He replied with raised eyebrows as though the answer was obvious. "And be careful with what you call kind.

6-3:

As the game of card started, Jane gritted her teeth and looked on her left and right before turning her gaze toward Victor who was smiling lightly, placing the cards higher for her to see and choose from. The dim light above reflected faintly against the cards on his fingers while his expression remained terribly relaxed as though there was nothing at stake at all.Staring at it for a moment, she sighed and whispered quietly, "You have no jokers."She heard him chuckle."What a shame."What a shame?Jane nearly frowned at those words.Was this man truly wishing for a difficult game when the cost of losing was her own life?That thought only made her distrust him even more and looking once again at the cards on his hands, she wondered if she could somehow find a way to ensure her own victory instead. In the end, to play a card game, one needed a calculative brain capable of predicting possibilities and leading the flow of the game toward one's desired ending.But more importantly, one

6-4: Betting Certainty-IV

Her eyebrows twitched and a part of her suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to lift her hand and drag it harshly across Victor's platinum hair until every smooth strand became a complete mess.That silky hair annoyed her so much.Perhaps because it always gave him an almost heavenly glow beneath the dim lights while his heart itself was nothing but a deep dark abyss capable of swallowing people whole without remorse.Feeling spiteful, she couldn't help but quietly mutter beneath her breath, "If only that man was my master, perhaps he would listen to a small wish that his servant makes."Crunch.A sharp crispy sound suddenly echoed throughout the room. Everyone immediately snapped their heads toward Victor at once.Jane herself froze at the sound but more than that, the red liquid that seemed so dark maroon as it dripped one drop by another She watched as Victor had crushed the card resting in his hand with enough force that the sharp corners pierced directly into his palm. The edges

6-5: A Fang For You-I

The haughty Oliver scoffed openly at Victor’s words while the rest of the room fell into a suffocating silence. Even the servants standing by the walls lowered their heads, too afraid to breathe too loudly after hearing the tone Victor had used.Only Oliver, however, seemed delighted by it.He stepped forward lazily, one hand tucked into his pocket while the other brushed dust from his sleeve as though Victor’s warning had been beneath him. Then, as if he had suddenly remembered the funniest joke in the world, he let out a sharp laugh that cracked through the silence.“Who am I?” Oliver repeated mockingly. “I’m certainly not some defective creature like you."A few faces in the crowd paled immediately.“But perhaps no one told you yet,” Oliver continued with a grin, pacing slowly around the table like a wolf circling prey. “This house does not belong to you. And even if it is, do you think you are someone with such a high position that you could force anyone into your bidding?” He clic

6-6: A Fang For You-II

Victor raised his hand slightly and almost immediately, an eager servant hurried toward him with a handkerchief carefully placed over his palm.With that, Victor didn't even have to clean the mess he created himself.He merely wiped his blood stained fingers slowly against the soft fabric before casually tossing the handkerchief aside once he was done.Meanwhile, two maids had already rushed forward to clean the table.The once pristine white towels they carried quickly turned crimson as they soaked up the endless blood spread across the wooden surface. Even the cards themselves had become drenched red now, sticking heavily against the table while traces of blood continuously dripped from the edges onto the monochrome floor beneath them.Yet despite the horrifying sight before everyone, nobody stepped forward to stop Victor.Nobody even dared to say what he had done was wrong.Not a single person. It was as though whatever Victor did would always be forgiven in the end, as though the

6-7: A Fang For You-III

"How twisted," she whispered and saw as Victor smiled as if proud that the world was nothing but a twisted hell."What card do I have on my left finger now?" Victor asked again and seeing the card between his fingers, Jane gritted her jaw tightly.Should she tell him the truth? Should she lie instead?For many reasons, she couldn't make her decision. She knew Victor's horrible habit of wanting to throw people into suffering simply because he found amusement in it, so what difference would this situation make? If he wanted to lose on purpose just to watch her panic and suffer afterward, that would be extremely entertaining for someone like him.But on the other hand, Victor also hated losing.Even in something trivial, he despised defeat to an unreasonable extent. It was possible that despite wanting to torment her, he still wanted to win the game in the end.Both choices seemed equally possible. But Victor... he had always been an unpredictable man. It was easy for him to do one thing

6-8: A Monster's Favorite-I

The joker settled in one of the two cards. Upturned, they both looked exactly the same, identical pieces of paper that carried entirely different fates beneath them. Only Victor knew where the Joker was. Jane hadn't even managed to steal a glance before he had placed both cards flat against the table with the ease of someone arranging flowers instead of gambling a human life away.Her life away.She stared at the cards as if staring long enough would somehow reveal the answer hidden beneath one of them. But there was nothing. No mark, no crease, no difference she could catch. Just two cards resting under the dim lights while laughter and chatter echoed around the room as though this was all entertainment.Perhaps to them, it was.She couldn't tell which card would push her into another vampire's hands. Into Muller's hands. A man whose smile alone made her feel as though her skin had already been peeled open. Being drunk away in some gathering, sold to another household, or worse, carv

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