Chapter 166: Nightmare (2)
Before he transmigrated... Arren was really Spade’s lover. Wait, he didn’t read it in the novel. Perhaps he wasn’t mentioned at all. Then, were Spade’s overlapping memories actually about the timeline where he was with the real Arren?
He didn’t know what to feel about these conjectures of his that were likely the truth. Then, where was the real Arren now?
Arren wasn’t able to think about it for long as he was carried inside by the men; his body was almost convulsing from his heat. His face was so enticing that the men that came with them swallowed a mouthful of saliva, averting their gazes, or he really would commit something that would have their heads cut from both ends.
He lay on the only sofa bed inside, trembling and already delirious. Arren knew that his mind only continued to be clear because he knew this was only a vivid dream. However, he didn’t know when he could last either. Like last time, he might become immersed again in this dream, confusing it with his current reality.
His dazed eyes were opened, but in others’ eyes, they were already lacking in sanity and light as tears still continued to pool on them, making his vision a bit blurry.
"Boss..." all of them echoed. Casual footsteps sounded before they stopped and were followed by a thud as the man who was groping Arren was already on the floor. He coughed blood soon after.
The other men could only gasp, but no one helped him either. Arren didn’t have any sympathy for him, instead, his eyes were focused on the man that arrived.
It was someone he knew, Curt! It was Curt.
Curt wiped his hand which was splattered with blood and glanced at Arren, who was already unconscious and groaning at the side before he looked at the men that brought Arren.