Episode 5

"Ah, f-fuck right there." A strained moan came from the figure underneath Sirius. Sirius could help but give the boy bored thrusts. 'This is so boring. Do I look old to him for me to be in this position. Missionary, seriously!?' He thought to himself.

After they were done, Sirius kicked out the boy and slicked his mixed coloured hair back. A soft knock echoed through the master bedroom. "Come in." A long silver haired maid came in. She wore a gold and black maid outfit, it hung a bit tightly at her large bust. Her skin was fair and her eyes were lavender.

"Semina, why have you come?" The maid bowed before lifting her head and staring at him dead in the eye. "The boys have been rounded at the atrium and await your selection." He ushered for her to leave.

"Cute boys, cute boys here I come. Cute boys, cute boys you better run." He giggled at his little jingle.

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Zohar, Cilio and the rest of the young boys stood at the entrance of the atrium. Everyone except Zohar held a lifeless expression. His faced held so much malice and venom that some of the guards had to look away.

"Count Sirius Alucard Romanov is here!" A guard yelled out. Zohar looked up to see the man walking down the stairs. He wore a red, gold and black blazer over an exposed torso. His long black and grey hair was tied into a ponytail. His eyes were crimson red. Zohar noticed that he had defined abs and a scar ran through them.

Behind Sirius, a taller around 6'7, lean muscled man walked behind him. His hair was reached down to his waist and it was jet black. His eyes were gold and he had a beauty mark below the left eye. His lips were full and had a tinted cherry colour to them. He wore a long black and gold robe over a black silk shirt and black pants. His skin was dark but it glistened gold under the chandelier light.

He heard his brother gasp quietly. He couldn't blame him, the man was handsome as hell. Someone cleared their throat and Zohar looked to see Sirius was the one who did.

"Hello gentlemen, I'm count Sirius Alucard Romanov, but I'll be master Sirius to you. Most of you hate but I don't care and it's not important. What's important is that I'll be selecting a personal slave/servant whatever. Nile over here is my advisor and he too will pick a play toy...oops slave/servant." The taller man, who's name was Nile sighed.

"The rest who aren't chosen will be killed off immediately. I'll be inspecting you based on physical appearance and other things."

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After the inspection was done, Sirius and Nile stepped back. The physical appearance was the part that was inspected. They were also tested on intelligence and musical capability as well as magic. Sirius smiled and cleared his throat. Zohar let a snarl release and that caught the attention of Sirius. "Snarling huh." His deep voice dripping with mockery. Cilio placed a comforting hand on Zohar's shoulder.

"Me and Nile have finally chosen who our boys will be."

The group of boys waited anxiously. Only two boys will survive and the rest's lives will be mercilessly cut short. Nile and Sirius smiled.

"I Count Sirius Alucard Romanov, choose Zohar Amiel as my personal attendant." Zohar inwardly cringed but was also happy. He could extract revenge.

Nile smiled and looked at Cilio. "I Advisor Nile Barragan, choose Cilio Amiel as my personal attendant." The rest of the boys had a look of shock and terror in their eyes. They were lost for words and they simultaneously thought one thing.

"We're fucked."