The Revenge Kidnapping Drama's Transmigrated Female Lead - Chapter 49
Helios wrapped his arm around her waist and gently pulled her into his embrace. As the man’s firm body pressed against her, his scent wafted over strongly, making Psyche’s shoulders grow extremely tense.
“Come with me.”
An affectionate voice rang in her ear, and her body was smoothly turned around. His violet pupils were clearly visible up close. Helios was a man with a smile that evoked sweet yet sensual imagination, and Psyche felt her heart flutter for a moment before that smile.
“To my room.”
“……”
She hastily hardened her expression. Helios was a very perceptive man. If she showed even a moment of being moved by him, he would notice it and more. Psyche backed away wearing an expression like she might cry. To appear as though she was at a loss from how much she hated this, even while knowing she had no choice at this moment.
“I’d prefer not to.”
“Mmm……”
At that, Helios lowered his eyes and let out a low moan. A gentle smile still hung on his lips. As he slowly raised his gaze, his platinum eyelashes curved elegantly.
Meeting her eyes steadily, Helios said:
“Phrena, don’t worry too much.”
Gently, as if coaxing a sulking lover.
“I don’t know what Serdin did, but I can make you feel good.”
Slowly, he bent his waist toward her. His honey-sweet voice flowed softly into her ear.
“I’ll make you feel loved, not forced.”
“……”
For a moment her mind went blank. She unconsciously looked toward Serdin, who also had a stiff expression. Helios was the only one wearing a relaxed smile in this place. Psyche briefly pondered how to react to him, then clenched her fists and glared at him fiercely.
“You people… are truly disgusting.”
Helios smiled sweetly. He gently rubbed her distorted eyes with his index finger while whispering in a sing-song voice.
“Love and hate are just a hair’s width apart.”
“What nonsense…!”
SMACK—! Along with the sound of roughly knocking away the man’s hand, the woman’s raised voice rang sharply through the room. The smile on Helios’s lips grew deeper.
“It was a joke, but your sensitive reaction is interesting.”
He stroked his rejected hand with his other hand as if caressing it, tilting his head to the side.
“Why, Phrena. Are you afraid you might end up feeling love for us?”
“……”
Psyche took a slow deep breath. Her gaze instantly grew cold.
Momentarily entranced by his gorgeous appearance, she had forgotten what kind of man Helios was. He was a man who excelled at confusing others with his snake-like tongue. A cruel man… who played with people without any emotion, found amusement in manipulating others, and mercilessly discarded them when he lost interest.
Though he uniquely showed some emotion and slight wavering toward the original Psyche, even that wasn’t love but obsession.
Psyche stared at him blankly before coldly passing by. Having already dealt with Serdin left her mentally and physically exhausted, and now having to face Helios right after made her head throb. As she moved quickly to give her overworked brain a moment’s rest, her muscles screamed from the aftermath of the rough intercourse.
For a moment she stumbled, almost falling, and both men rushed to her side to support her. Serdin seemed to have moved on instinct, startled, while Helios appeared to be acting out of ingrained manners.
“…Let go. I can walk by myself.”
She sharply shook off their hands, as if annoyed by the two men clinging to her sides.
“……”
Helios, who had been staring intently at Psyche’s back as she walked steadfastly despite her injured body, glanced at Serdin and sneered with a grinning face.
“She can’t even walk properly because of you, Serdin. Just like someone who’s not new to this… Did you keep thrusting mindlessly without any control?”
Serdin, who had also been silently watching Psyche’s back, turned his gaze to Helios. He smirked as if in disbelief and muttered.
“I was trying to let her do it quietly, damn it……”
Suddenly wiping the smile from his face, Serdin threateningly moved close to Helios and growled while pushing his shoulder.
“Watch. Your mouth. Before I tear it apart.”
Helios’s eyes slowly moved from Serdin’s eyes to the hand unpleasantly touching his shoulder. His gaze seemed to be calculating when and how best to cut off Serdin’s hand.
The tense atmosphere was broken by the sound of someone collapsing to the floor. Psyche, who had been struggling toward the door with her aching body, had finally fallen. Serdin rushed hurriedly to Psyche’s side as she groaned.
“Damn it, are you okay?! This is why you should have let us help…!”
“It’s my turn. Forgot?”
However, Helios stopped Serdin faster than his hands could reach her.
Serdin stared at Helios with just his eyes. It was a murderous gaze that ordinary people couldn’t withstand, but Helios remained composed as if such a look didn’t affect him at all. Soon, a bright light burst from his hand and her entire body was bathed in white.
“Phrena, how is it?”
“…Should I say thank you?”
“I know, you don’t need to say it.”
Like spring snow melting, the pain that had weighed down her entire body vanished in an instant, but Psyche only frowned in displeasure. Soon, even the red marks Serdin had left completely disappeared. Helios, scanning her cleaned skin with pleasure, spoke mockingly toward Serdin.
“Those marks from earlier, you must’ve bitten and sucked until your lips were swollen to make them. Must be disappointing they’re all gone.”
“Ha, you fucking filthy bastard……”
“Stop it already. My head is ringing.”
At Psyche’s irritated voice, Serdin, who had been ready to attack Helios, froze in that position. She scanned both men with a pathetic look before quietly slipping away between them. Helios then moved close beside Psyche.
“I won’t make your head ring.”
“……”
“And I won’t hurt you by mindlessly thrusting like someone else.”
Cursing could be heard from behind, but Helios took her hand as if such things were beneath his notice.
“Are you going to keep ignoring me?”
As if wanting to play the role of a lover, he tried to interlock their fingers, causing strong revulsion to appear on Psyche’s face. She violently shook off his hand and walked ahead of him. Or rather, she tried to.
“It would be better to act nicely when I’m being kind.”
If only Helios hadn’t grabbed her hand almost forcefully and stopped walking.
“……”
Psyche, about to shake off his hand again, hesitated upon meeting Helios’s eyes. Unlike his smoothly upturned lips, his eyes were cold as steel.
It was an expression impossible to believe came from the same man who had smiled kindly while healing her earlier. Helios gently led Psyche, who had frozen like a frog before a snake. Psyche no longer showed any resistance.
Just before leaving Serdin’s room, suddenly footsteps quickly approached from behind. Psyche and Helios turned around simultaneously. Serdin, who had somehow reached them, abruptly shove something toward Helios.
“Feed her.”
It was the large bread basket he had brought from the dining room when Psyche got up.
“If she’s in pain again whining, it’s our loss. Make her eat even if you have to force her.”
Serdin said this without once looking in Psyche’s direction. His face was hardened, suppressing his anger. Psyche glanced at the bread basket. A shantia was placed on top.
After silently looking down at it for a moment, Helios surprisingly accepted the bread basket without protest.
“Thanks, Serdin.”
“…Fucking bastard.”
As Helios was turning to leave, he snickered and turned just his head to look at Serdin.
“Who’s barking like a dog…? Let’s just go have some fun, Phrena.”
At those words, Serdin’s face twisted in fury, as if he were about to explode. However, perhaps mindful of Psyche’s presence, he clenched his fist tightly instead, restraining himself from saying a word.
