Villain Saving System (BL)

Theodore let out a huge sigh as he stood in front of his father’s study. The guard inquired whether they should announce his arrival but he shook them off quietly. Taking in a few deep breaths, Theodore tried to calm his thundering heartbeats to no avail. He couldn’t remember the last time he ever talked to his father; not the kind of meaningless bicker or arguments where they both ended up shouting at each other, but a real heart-to-heart talk between father and son. Their relationship over the years had been so estranged that Theodore had to muster a lot of willpower and courage just to drag his feet here.

However, he only needed to think of Raphael for determination to blaze all over his chest again, enough to make his blood boil.

The vampires’ invasion last time was horrible, he couldn’t imagine what would have happened if Raphael didn’t come on time. He and Ben might be injured even graver and worse, they might even die. Not only them, but his parents also. All of them could survive only thanks to Raphael’s presence. After finding out the shocking truth, Ben fell ill with a high fever and he took the chance to retire right at that moment, promising that he wouldn’t run his mouth about the Valmor Family’s affair. Afterall, this was a family he had been serving for decades. Theodore assumed that Ben’s outlook of how a vampire should be was refreshed after the incident. Overall, everything ended quite well.

Along with that incident, the truth behind Alfred’s attack and the hideous things he had done to Theodore was finally brought into light and Callen Valmor blamed himself immensely for that. Alfred was his friend over decades, one of the best but he didn’t even realize how despicable his true character was. Theodore heard that the officials had found concrete evidence of Alfred’s dealings with vampires over the years which proved why he could revive as one. Now, his whole family was implicated by the affair—regardless whether they were innocent or not.

Theodore took another deep breath and slammed the door open. Instantly, his whole body froze. Callen was inside together with Melissa and the man’s collar was wide open whilst the woman sucked on his neck, blood trailing down. Seeing Theodore, they were both stunned for a moment and Melissa recovered her senses first. She pushed Callen away and wiped her mouth, giving his son an awkward smile. "T—Theo...do you need something?"

Callen almost fell off his chair after being pushed abruptly by his dhampir wife. With a frown, he tidied up his collar and scowled. "What kind of attitude is that? Can’t you just knock on the door?!"

"Don’t say it..." Theodore facepalmed. "I have already regretted my action." Seriously, couldn’t they take this to a more private place? Theodore pressed his lips together as he sat on the chair. He couldn’t bring himself to look at his parents’ eyes otherwise he would be reminded of how Raphael had also sucked his blood just like that. Just the mere thought was enough to make his face heat up. Damn it...he recalled the kiss they shared again. The way Raphael’s breath gently grazed his skin and their noses which brushed against each other, the soft thin lips that traced his mouth and the way his eyelashes fluttered—he shook his head to disperse the image.

Callen grumbled sullenly. "What are you coming here for?" His harsh question earned him a slap on the shoulder by Melissa who turned to Theodore with a much more genuine smile.

"Do you need something, my dear?" She asked gently.

Theodore clenched his jaw and took a deep breath. "Mother, Father, I have thought of it clearly and...I’ve decided. I want to learn how to be a merchant."

Theodore came to this decision after days of pondering. He had wealthy parents and lived in a huge house surrounded by servants, thus he had never really thought about his future. Everything he wanted he could get just with a hook of his finger. It wasn’t until he knew Raphael’s true identity and the incident a few days ago did he realize that he couldn’t go on living this forever. Raphael was a Vampire King; the most powerful and supreme there was. But he...he was only a spoiled Young Master who couldn’t do anything without the servants. He was sheltered, naive and narrow-minded. Even when a deranged vampire was standing in front of him, he could do nothing except being frightened silly like some princess in distress who awaited for a charming prince to rescue her.