Chapter 2: CHAPTER# 2 Clash of Wills
[Warning: 17+ explicit secene, see at your own risk]
Lena leaned in closer, her breath tickling his ear as she whispered, "Don't you think of getting rid of me even in your dreams."
Her eyes glowed, and Kris lay down on the bed, his body no longer under his control. He couldn't move, and a sense of helplessness washed over him.
Her glinting eyes and smile were more captivating than a blooming flower. But in Kris's eyes, that smile appeared as nothing more than the malevolent grin of a devil. Lena leaned down to Kris's neck, gently pulling his shirt away from his neck. She started to lick Kris's neck.
A cold, itchy pain began to spread around his neck, and Kris's body tensed with agony. He clenched his fists even harder. Lena, still embracing Kris, sank her sharp teeth into his skin and flesh, penetrating deep beneath the surface. Kris endured the excruciating pain, his body quivering. He began to feel numb, and a sensation of burning and tingling, akin to countless ants crawling over his skin, started to spread throughout his body.
He clenched his teeth, sweat forming on his forehead, and continued to make every effort to move his body. Lena, aware of his resistance, bit down harder and drank his blood more voraciously than before, causing Kris to scream in pain, "Argh!"
Kris struggled with all his might to free himself from her, but it was impossible.
Wincing in pain, he pleaded, "Ugh... stop... that's enough!"
Lena paid no heed to his screams and tightened her grip on his neck. Soon, Kris fell silent, his eyes growing dizzy, and he struggled to take heavy breaths. Kris no longer had the strength to scream or resist. Finally, he stopped struggling.
Seeing Kris cease his resistance, Lena stopped drinking and carefully withdrew her teeth from within him.
Lena's eyes still glowed red as she sat up on top of Kris, licking the blood from her lips. With glistening eyes and a mischievous grin, she said, "What were you saying before? Say again."
Lena's fingers traced a delicate path along Kris's lips, her touch sending shivers down his spine. Her smile had softened, though the intensity in her eyes remained.
Kris, his vision blurred and struggling to see clearly, furrowed his eyebrows. With tightened eyes and heavy breathing, he managed to say, "Enjoyed... enough... get off me." He was feeling worse, but he hadn't given in.
"It seems you haven't learned your lesson yet." Lena remarked, her eyes glinting, and she furrowed her brow slightly.
Lena gently caressed Kris's purple eyes and his silky hair. Her hands slowly made their way down to his wide chest, before suddenly grabbing his shirt and tearing it apart. Kris, feeling a sense of discomfort, clenched his fist and tilted his head, enduring the situation.
Suddenly, Lena snaked her tongue inside his mouth, kissing him deeply. Kris felt deeply uncomfortable and wanted to put an end to the situation. He decided to bite down on her lips, signalling his discomfort and his desire for the encounter to stop.
Lena sat back as her mouth started to bleed, and Kris's mouth also began to bleed. She licked the blood from her lips, while Kris, with a disgusted expression, said "Get off."
Lena, with an evil grin, leaned her face closer to his and licked the blood off from his mouth.
As the tension in the room continued to mount, Lena's fingers left Kris's face, and she took a step back. Her expression shifted into a malevolent grin as she taunted him, said, "Why don't you behave for once and obey me unconditionally?" Her voice was laced with a sinister edge.
Kris met Lena's gaze, his grin now tinged with a hint of defiance. "Behave and me? That's quite a wonder to me."
Lena leaned closer to Kris, a predatory glint in her eye.
"Yes, you're right," she admitted, her voice low and dangerously seductive. "But taming the wild beasts is what I enjoy the most."
Kris smirked, his defiance unyielding. "Oh, please, you are the beast here."
Lena's eyes sparkled with a dangerous allure. "Me?" she chuckled, her laughter dripping with an intriguing hint of menace. "Well, I can't deny it, I am quite the beast. And it seems I might just devour you."
As Lena gently caressed his cheek, she couldn't resist the urge to lean in closer. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she playfully placed her index finger on his lower lip, tracing its softness. Without hesitation, she pressed her lips against his, savoring the warmth and intensity of the moment. Each kiss was a slow and deliberate exploration, as she moved from one lip to the other, teasing and tantalizing. From time to time, she added a playful lick to his lips, intensifying the desire between them.
"Do you like it?" Lena whispered provocatively, blowing warm air into his ear.
He found himself breathing heavily, his senses overcome by a mix of pleasure and discomfort. With a mixture of both, he managed to muster, "Just... get off me!"
Undeterred, Lena leaned in once again, capturing his lips and sucking on them, attempting to ignite a response from him. But Kris remained resistant, refusing to give in to her advances. Gradually, Lena withdrew, having savored the taste and sensation of his soft and fragrant lips.
Feeling bold, Lena dared to intertwine her tongue with his, exploring the depths of his mouth in a seductive dance. Kris, despite his efforts to resist, found himself yielding to her skillful moves. Minutes seemed to pass as their passionate kiss intensified, leaving him breathless.
Finally, Lena released him, allowing him to catch his breath. Kris's breathing grew heavier, his body still tingling from the encounter.
Lena licked her lips with a satisfied smile, reveling in the moment. "Good," she murmured, her confidence evident. Meanwhile, Kris couldn't help but feel a mix of annoyance and curiosity as he glanced at her. He was frustrated by the situation, but at the same time, he found himself strangely intrigued by Lena's captivating presence.
"Now, let's begin the real game," she said, her grin growing wider and more sinister.
"Do whatever you want." Kris replied, feeling dizziness creeping over him. He knew he was losing consciousness, weakened by blood loss. But Lena had no intentions of letting him go just yet, not until she was fully satisfied. As Kris turned his head towards the moon, its mesmerizing glow captivated him. Slowly, the moon descended below the horizon, making way for the rising sun in the sky.
Once a villa that seemed like a haunted house, it was now bustling with people. The individuals who served Lena were busy with their tasks.
In the kitchen, a woman who appeared to be in her early thirties was giving orders. She was the head maid, and her demeanor was anxious and hurried. She instructed, "Everyone, madam will wake up anytime soon. So, hurry up and don't be lazy."
Zen, a man who looked to be in his late twenties, walked in, still looking sleepy. He sat at the dining table, his expression lazy, and said, "Old lady, I'm starving. Give me something to eat."
The head maid was visibly upset at Zen's casual tone and being called "old lady" when she didn't look her age. She was already busy and annoyed, so she retorted, "Madam hasn't eaten yet. Why should I give it to you first?"
Zen, annoyed from being awakened and hungry, responded nonchalantly, "Madam might be late for the office, and who knows if she'll have an appetite today after what happened yesterday. So, it's better for you to feed me first, or I'll be going hungry all day, depending on madam's mood."
The head maid, stunned by his words, took a seat in front of him, on her face frustration and confusion evident as she asked, "Incident? What happened?"
Zen, his arrogance evident in his smirk, said, "Give me something to eat first."
The head maid, feeling anxious and irritated at his tone, sighed and replied, "Alright, alright," as she presented two dishes of food in front of him. "Now, eat."
Zen, grinning as if he had won a battle, responded, "Great."
The head maid, looking at him and coughing to hint that he should continue, patiently waited.
Zen, while eating, explained in a casual manner as though it were nothing significant, "Well, it was like this. Sir did..."
The head maid, after listening carefully, wore a worried expression and began to say, "Then he must be..." She couldn't continue, as she knew how fearsome Lena could become when she was angry, and she was worried for Kris.
Zen, still eating happily and seemingly carefree, remarked, "He is going to be punished. Afterward, if madam is still angry, be ready for her fury." He paused briefly and added, "Well, anyway, he deserves it."
The head maid, already quite annoyed, grew even more frustrated and angry with Zen's words. She pushed the dishes away from him to her side.
Zen, looking shocked and worried, exclaimed, "Huh! Where are you taking my food?"
The head maid, her eyes filled with anger and annoyance, questioned, "Why does he deserve it?"
Zen, realizing his mistake and wanting to regain his food, quickly apologized and conceded, "Sorry, I misspoke. You're absolutely right. He doesn't." He slowly reached his hand towards the plates of food.
The head maid placed her hand on the plate and stared at him with a piercing gaze, not allowing him to take the plate of food back. Zen, his eyes welling up with tears and regretting his words, begged, "Can you please return my food?"
The head maid, without a care for Zen, spoke authoritatively as she removed the food from the table, her gaze piercing. "No!"
Zen, crying and begging, pleaded, "Please! Please!"
They continued to argue, but the head maid remained resolute, and it was clear she had won their argument. She no longer felt annoyed. As they argued, they suddenly stopped and looked at each other, nodding in understanding.
The head maid turned her face and adopted a busier and more hurried demeanor, instructing, "Hurry! Get everything ready in five minutes."
Zen placed his finger on his earpiece and gave a command to all his men, "She's awake. Be careful when you speak today, and no mistakes."
Everyone immediately sprang into action, working with a sense of urgency as if an earthquake had just hit.
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At the same time, in the bedroom, clothes were scattered everywhere. Kris lay on the bed, his body covered in small scratches and redness. His lips were red, marked with many dots and teeth imprints, and he lay barely covered by a blanket. Lena, still lying beside him, remained uncovered as she didn't feel cold or hot.
A blanket covered the window, and no one dared to enter the bedroom or knock on the door without Lena's permission.
Lena sat up in bed, looking at Kris, who was sleeping without a blanket and shivering slightly. She carefully placed the blanket over him to keep him warm. With the blanket covering him, Kris stopped shivering as he slept.
Her eyes were clear and filled with warmth for him. She gave a warm smile, thinking of him as a child who kicked away the blanket while sleeping.
She leaned in closer, studying him carefully from head to toe, examining his bruises and teeth marks. She lingered for a moment and said to herself, "Looking good."
She stood up from the bed, still naked, and walked straight to the washroom. After opening the shower, Lena began washing herself. Lena possessed a slim, soft body with beautiful curves and long, slim legs. Without any makeup, she still looked like a work of art, as if she had stepped out of a painting. Without glancing at herself in the mirror, she whispered the word "Vestiform" and her hair straightened and dried, no longer wet, looking as beautiful as silk.
After washing herself, she entered a side room. The walls of the room were lined with well-furnished cabinets. She opened the one on the left, revealing a collection of mostly black clothes, a white shirt, a black coat, and black trousers. She selected an outfit to wear and then opened the last drawer, taking out a stylish pair of black heels. Next, she opened another drawer filled with various tie designs and selected one to wear.
Returning to the bedroom, Lena gazed at Kris for a moment, then headed toward the door. Just as she was about to open it, a voice broke the silence, "Are you going just like this?"
Lena turned her face back with an icy expression and replied, "I wasn't planning to wake you,cause, it seems." She felt a pang of guilt " I may have gone a little far tonight." , reflecting on how she had been hard on him the previous night.
Kris, feeling disheartened, as he had already expected her response, was still exhausted, and his throat was sore. Nonetheless, he managed to say, "Yeah, it's always a little for you."
Lena felt annoyed at his words and asked, "Did you stop me only for this?"
Kris, attempting to sit up despite his sore throat, replied, "Will you wait a little and drop me near the office?" Even in his current condition, he preferred going to the office as it felt more peaceful to him there, than staying here.
Lena, maintaining her icy expression, responded, "There's no need to go to the office this week."
Kris, confused and stunned, asked, "Why?"
Lena, with a glint of anger in her eyes, responded, "This is your punishment." She wanted him to rest at home, but he was insisting on going, and it angered her that he didn't seem to care about his well-being.
Kris, attempting to keep his anger and frustration in check so she wouldn't notice, spoke with difficulty and hesitation, "I have... an important project... to work on this week."
Lena wore an uninterested expression as she asked, "Then?"
Kris, feeling anxious because he knew that Lena rarely changed her mind once she decided something, continued trying to convince her, albeit hesitantly, "Its deadline is in 10 days... How am I supposed to complete it in three days if I don't go?"
Lena, with no expression, stated, "I don't care. I will request your time off." She came closer to him, placing her hand on his shoulder with a hint of anger in her eyes," And you should have thought about it before your actions."
Kris, with an anxious and frustrated expression, continued to try and convince her, saying, "I will not go out at night... but... let me go to the office."
"Enough," Lena yelled at him, her eyes showing a glint of red.
As he clenched his hand and gritted his teeth, Kris said with a disappointed look in his eyes, "Alright, I will not go." He had given up on trying to convince her, as he didn't want to anger her any further, and he couldn't bear any more punishments in his current state.
Lena's eyes returned to their normal state. In anger, she opened the door and stepped out, leaving Kris looking lifeless, his gaze fixed downward.
As she descended the stairs, Zen and the head maid, at the forefront, and everyone else according to their status, knelt and said in unison:
"GOOD MORNING, MADAM!"
"MAY THE RED MOON SHINE UPON YOU ETERNALLY."
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