The Revenge Kidnapping Drama's Transmigrated Female Lead - Chapter 72
As Psyche tried to turn her back on him, Rezus suddenly began approaching her. Though his pace was leisurely, it was like a predator prowling around its prey while slowly tightening its grip, making Psyche’s shoulders stiffen.
Even as she tried to maintain an expressionless mask pretending not to be afraid, the distance between them kept shrinking. The moment his robust male body’s shadow completely covered her, his steps came to an abrupt halt.
He looked down at her with an overbearing gaze and quietly repeated.
“You don’t have a choice. Didn’t I tell you before? If you don’t want to suffer, behave submissively like a hostage should.”
However, even with a man so physically imposing that even other men would be intimidated pressing her right in front of her face, Psyche showed no more fear than a single flinch.
“So it was a threat disguised as a proposal. How like you.”
She let out a sneer and turned around without hesitation. At that moment, a large, firm hand grabbed her arm and turned her back around. He lowered his voice threateningly.
“Do you need to be violated by Terche too before you come to your senses?”
“Ha.”
She laughed as if dumbfounded and opened her eyes fiercely. The words ‘Terche already did it with me. Didn’t you know?’ rose to her throat, but she swallowed them down, sensing there would be a better timing to reveal this fact. Instead, she mockingly countered Rezus’s absurd question.
“Do you think going from three to four holds any great meaning to me?”
“Well then, if that’s how it is. Can’t be helped.”
He sneered as he released her arm.
“If Her Highness the Princess wants to taste everyone down to the last one, we should let her eat.”
A flash of contempt sparked in Psyche’s eyes. She spoke as if grinding her teeth.
“Don’t talk like that.”
“Oh my, am I wrong? Yet you seemed beside yourself with pleasure when pinned under Helios.”
“……!”
In that moment, her eyes widened. With a whoosh, the man’s thick scent wafted over as a muscular arm wrapped around her waist and yanked her close. She felt his rigid body press against her without gap, crushing her chest. It was while Psyche stood frozen, unable to release the breath she had drawn in.
“I bet you’ll take Terche’s c**k prettily too, moaning sweetly……”
A voice low enough to send chills poured into her ear. Her face flushed red at the degrading words, but only for a moment before Psyche shoved him away with all her might and immediately slapped his cheek. Crack-! As the sharp sound of flesh being struck rang out, his head turned to the side. Still seeming unsatisfied, she trembled all over. In contrast, Rezus showed no particular agitation even after being slapped. He wiped his lip with his thumb and muttered nonchalantly.
“Rougher hands than I expected.”
Psyche let out a hollow laugh at his composed demeanor, but soon stiffened as she realized what it meant. He had let her slap him, knowing it was coming.
“Ha……”
She let out a bitter sigh and glared fiercely at Rezus. He maintained an expression so calm it could infuriate any onlooker. Psyche held her head high and shot him a contemptuous gaze.
“You all… aren’t knights.”
Could her words have struck something within him? The man’s eyes, which showed no change even when slapped, darkened ominously. A heavy silence lingered for a moment. After their breaths alone filled the room for a while, a strangely suppressed voice flowed between his lips.
“What a shame you’ve only realized this now.”
“Well, if any of you had even a shred of chivalry left… you wouldn’t have kidnapped and violated me.”
She wrapped her arms around her shoulders as if shuddering and bit down hard on her lower lip. Rezus’s eyes flickered with a peculiar light as he looked down at her. But the next moment, as if the emotional turbulence just shown had been a lie, his expression was devastatingly indifferent.
“That sounds like you were hoping for some chivalry from us.”
He smirked and shook his head.
“Don’t do that, Psyche.”
Then he gave her a pitying look.
“We haven’t even started yet, how do you plan to endure here with such noble thoughts.”
“……”
She glared at him silently. But Rezus merely muttered something strange like ‘So the princess remains a princess after all’ and turned his gaze elsewhere with a look of lost interest. Soon he turned around without lingering attachment and walked steadily toward the door.
A disbelieving laugh escaped through Psyche’s teeth. Just before he left, an ice-cold voice flew toward his back.
“Do you want to live with the shame you’ve brought to your family name? If it were me, I would have bitten my tongue and killed myself out of shame.”
His hand, reaching for the doorknob, hesitated. She might have heard a snicker.
“Later.”
The door opened. He spoke without looking back at her.
“Not now.”
Then came the sound of the door closing completely.
Hilale
İt’s good that the Female Lead enjoys rough intimacy.