How to Escape from the Yandere’s Crazy Obsession - Chapter 53
“Oh, but we don’t have any servants to attend to you tonight, Young Duke Kattravan. Our household still needs to stabilize a bit more…”
“Are you telling me to leave since my business is done?”
Vallon looked at Tez with a slight smirk, clearly displeased with the response. His tone had shifted, his words now short and cutting, exerting a silent pressure for Tez to give the answer he wanted.
“No, no, that’s not what I meant at all! We simply want to serve you better next time…”
“You have someone here, don’t you?”
“Huh?”
Vallon nodded toward Leticia, standing next to Sharon, her spirit visibly dimmed. Her subdued expression was endearing to him, and he was clearly reveling in it.
“Ah… But Leticia, she’s not really capable of serving anyone properly—”
“And?”
Vallon cut Tez off, locking his gaze onto Leticia with the same golden eyes.
The intensity of Vallon’s stare caused Tez to feel a chill down his spine, as if the younger man were radiating a murderous aura. Just being looked at by him made Tez’s hands sweat and his eyes twitch involuntarily.
Everyone in the room could sense it—there was no disobeying Vallon.
“Leticia! You… you must ensure the Young Duke is well attended to this evening!”
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In a room bathed in pink, Vallon stood out, his black attire stark against the bright surroundings. He curiously glanced around the room.
“This must be your room, Leticia.”
He was feigning ignorance. In truth, he had been there countless times before. He’d watched her sleep here, even pleasured himself to the sight of her more times than he could count. He had stained her face with his seed in his fantasies.
Sitting down on the bed with its pristine white sheets, Vallon declared bluntly,
“I want to suck your t!ts.”
Leticia had brought him to her room because he said he wanted to see it, but now it was clear what he really intended.
“…W-What?”
She stammered, glancing quickly at the door to make sure it was closed. It was the second floor, so it was unlikely anyone could overhear them, but the thought of her parents hearing such vulgar words terrified her.
How could Vallon be so shameless?
He had always been erratic, but now his behavior was even more brazen.
The audacity of him saying he wanted to suck her brxxsts… the sheer crudeness of it made Leticia check the buttons of her cardigan again, making sure they were tightly fastened.
Vallon was the one making inappropriate remarks, yet it was Leticia who felt embarrassed.
How could he say such things without even blinking?
“It’s a reasonable request, don’t you think? Come over here. Now.”
They were no longer in a position where she could simply dismiss him as a madman and push him away. She couldn’t refuse him anymore, not when the possibility of returning to that leaky shack loomed over her.
She was trapped, unable to say no, even if she wanted to.
Every step toward him felt like dragging a stone across her chest. The humiliation of having to do something so shameful in her own room… it felt no different from the time she almost had to sell her body in the brothel. The only difference was the location.
Her hands trembled as she clenched them tightly against her thighs. The fear of being Vallon’s plaything paled in comparison to the terror she felt knowing what he was capable of—how he had killed a man with his bare hands without so much as blinking.
The thought that he could do the same to her if she defied him was terrifying, and that fear consumed her, forcing her to comply.
As she stood before him, Vallon wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her onto his lap.
“Lift your shirt. And your undergarments, too. All of it.”
No matter how many times she went through this, it never got easier. Resigned to her fate, Leticia lifted her shirt and undergarments. Vallon buried his face between her soft brxxsts, sniffing at her like an animal before pressing them together with his hands, forcing her nxxples to touch.
Not long ago, her brxxsts had been so full that they nearly spilled out from between his fingers. Now, they fit perfectly in his hands.
“You’ve lost a little weight, it seems. Your brxxsts are smaller. I’ll have to make sure you eat well,” he muttered, sizing them up before latching onto her nxxples and sucking them as if he were trying to draw milk.
“Ahh… Ouch! Don’t suck so hard, it hurts!”
Vallon’s mouth was relentless, sucking on her brxxsts so fiercely that Leticia wondered if he thought milk would actually come out. Her nxxples glistened with his saliva as he finally pulled away, sighing in disappointment.
“It’s a shame there’s no milk. It would be even s-xier if white milk was dripping out.”
