Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 107
With a heart full of resentment, I bit down hard, yet it didn’t seem to hurt him. He chuckled lowly, then leisurely continued to thrust inside again.
“Uhng… Ah…! Ah! AH!”
Between my forcibly parted lips, suppressed moans and saliva inevitably dripped out.
After that, I could do nothing but lie helplessly as I was shaken to the core.
As I shook, I thought to myself,
This isn’t right, this isn’t right.
“I d, don’t wa—nt this, no, no… Aaahnngh!”
I tried to say something, biting down on his hand, trying to make any words come out, but I couldn’t finish a single sentence.
He should have been able to guess what I wanted to say. But he just snickered and pretended not to understand.
“Ah, speak clearly, Rose…”
Despite his teasing words, Claude didn’t stop. He remained inside me, and his hips kept moving. He found thrill in teasing me, that horrible preference of his.
“I, I don, don’t want— I hate, nooo…!”
“Ah, we agreed not to lie.”
“It’s not, not a l-lie, Ahhhngh…!”
I tried to speak. I wanted to say something. But Claude just kept sucking my ear, making it impossible.
Groans and senseless babbling spilled from my open mouth while below, he stimulated every sensitive part relentlessly.
Confused and overwhelmed, not knowing if this was pleasure or pain, but if I had to choose, it would be this:
I want to kill this bastard.
Finally, my rationality snapped…
“It’s not a lie, you bastard!”
…and I screamed while sobbing.
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Suddenly, Claude, who had been moving without restraint, came to an abrupt halt.
Realizing something was wrong from my unusual reaction, a look of disappointment crossed Claude’s face.
“Rose…”
“…Take it out.”
Thinking to appease me, Claude tried to lift me into his arms.
But I was no longer fooled by his feigned tenderness. I fiercely pushed his hand away and struggled to sit up with my feeble, trembling body.
I tried to remove Claude still inside me…
“Ah, Rose…”
“How long, how long will you…?”
I thought everything should be out by now, but it kept coming. The sensation of it leaving was too vivid, making me shudder.
Finally, after everything inside was out, I saw for the first time the thing that had brutally invaded me.
I hadn’t dared to look at it until now.
It was still e***t, seemingly as big as my forearm.
How dare he put that inside and torment me like this…? I trembled with a sense of betrayal.
I grabbed the blanket at random and wrapped myself up so tightly that only my face was visible.
Then I wriggled to the head of the bed, as far away from Claude as possible, grinding my teeth and glaring at him.
Claude obviously didn’t know what to do.
“Um, Rose…”
“I-If you come any closer, I’ll kill you…”
Claude, who had been approaching, sat back down with a look of betrayal on his face, as though he was innocent and wronged.
I was even more irritated. What does he have to be frustrated about? After all he’s done according to his whims, what right does he have?
“Y, Your clothes. Put them on.”
“…….”
“…Not going to dress?”
When I glared at him, Claude, as if resigned, picked up the scattered clothes. He put on his pants and then began to button up his shirt, one by one. His sluggishness in dressing was utterly contemptible.
Eventually, Claude got dressed, albeit with a sullen face.
For a moment, we sat across from each other at a distance, and silence filled the space between us.
As the rush of sadness, anger, and contempt subsided, and my tears somewhat dried, I made a firm decision.
Extending a hand from the blanket wrapped tightly around me, I smacked the space in front of me.
“…Here, come sit close.”
As if he’d been waiting, Claude promptly got up and sat down right in front of me.
“Now, we, uh…”
Before I could speak, Claude was quicker. Without any remorse, he pulled me into him, blanket and all, and covered my lips with his.
His hot tongue painfully licked my lips, seeking further, deeper entrance.
But it didn’t last long.
“Ugh…”
I aimed a punch with my fist, and it happened to hit Claude’s nose.
