บท 662: Chapter Six Hundred And Sixty-Two: Blood Lust

The third point of view:

"Who -?!" Ailee was agitated that someone had dared to snatch away her cigarette - even though she was scared of being discovered - and turned to face the expressionless Neon.

She gulped, nobody knew about her smoking, all except him. Neon was the only one who knew of her bad habit and has been keeping it a secret all along.

"You said you were going to stop," He said and then tossed the cigarette to the ground, flattening it with his feet.

Ailee almost cried inwardly, that was the last cigarette she had left, and was hoping that would mark the last smoke she would ever take in her lifetime. She was prepared to savor the feeling but that was not going to happen any longer.

"It was the last stick," she said. 

"That's no excuse," Neon scolded her, "A promise is a promise," 

"Fine, I'm sorry," Ailee had no choice but to apologize knowing that Neon had a strong code of honor.