The danger was the kiss he offered me, and the cold snake's tail that strangled my throat.
Carlisle Thorne, codenamed "Ghost", is the top mercenary in the interstellar, who has never failed and has never been captured. Until he accepted the sky-high price mission - to assassinate the mysterious head of the biotechnology empire, Aleister von Paracelsus.
The intelligence only warned that the target was "potentially unusually dangerous." Carlisle didn't expect it to be abnormal to an inhuman level.
The moment he sneaked into the mansion, he was wrapped around his waist and abdomen by the cold snake's tail that emerged from the water, and was dragged into the dark indoor pool bottom. The man with silver hair and golden eyes approached in the mist, his vertical pupils flashing with the interest of a predator:
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Ghost."
This was not an assassination, but a carefully designed "interview" for him. Aleister, the heir to the plutocrats who possesses ancient snake genes and controls forbidden powers, does not need another dead person, but a special prey that can stir up variables in his "sloughing" plan.
"Either you get caught by me, or... Never let me get you."
A wanted notice spread across the galaxy is Aleister's invitation to the game.
Carlisle ran through the dirty alleys and neon lights of the fallen city, bleeding from his wounds, wary of every shadow. And those inhuman golden vertical pupils seemed to be everywhere, and the cold gaze followed them everywhere, with inquiry, control, and a kind of shuddering, almost joyful expectation.
When the pursuers and the fugitives faced off again in the shadow of the fallen city, Carlisle wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and saw clearly the essence of the game: it was not just about survival and hunting.
It is more about the fatal attraction between two powerful souls between the blade and the scales, a taboo game that begins with cold murderous intent but may burn away all sanity.
——Double StrongInhumanChase and EscapeGenetic TabooExtreme Tension——
"Prey? No, you are a variable that can stir up my blood."
The cold snake tail slowly wrapped around the prey's scarred waist, and its pale fingertips touched the corners of his blood-stained lips.
"Run away, Carlisle. Let me see how much dazzling... Pain and pleasure you can bring to this 'sloughing'."
Purpose: Happy every day