The Revenge Kidnapping Drama's Transmigrated Female Lead - Chapter 74
“……I’ve already been defiled by all of you. Even if I accept the proposal, that fact will never change.”
That sounded like she meant she couldn’t accept the proposal since what was done couldn’t be undone. He nodded as if he understood it.
“That fact won’t change. But you could avoid suffering worse treatment.”
“As if anything could be worse than this-“
“How naive. You think there couldn’t be anything worse than this?”
Terche cut her off and spoke coldly.
“Until now, you’ve dealt with one at a time.”
“……”
“Do you think it will still be one person next time?”
It was a warning. Implying that next time, she would have to face not one, but several. Though a strange excitement resembling fear rose within her, Psyche’s lips trembled while masking her disgust.
“Disgusting….. It’s shameful to even breathe the same air as monsters like you.”
“……”
“As my parents always said, we should have found a way to eradicate your wretched bloodline completely.”
Terche’s eyes, fixed on Psyche, sank frighteningly dark. The man slowly closed and opened his eyes, then raised one hand to lightly grip her neck.
“Why do you keep trying to provoke me?”
Though his grip was gentle enough to only transmit warmth, perhaps because a vital point was suddenly grabbed, her body jolted and she drew in a sharp breath. She looked like a flower that would snap at the slightest pressure.
The man, who had been gazing at that fragile and beautiful woman as if engraving her in his heart, slowly moved his hand downward. His large hand covered her collarbone. He could feel her soft bare skin completely unobstructed. It was because she wore only a deeply cut negligee that revealed her gently swelling upper chest.
“Even though I’m trying to treat you kindly.”
His voice lay low on the bed. Though his tone was as calm and clean as usual, his voice was different from normal. She held her breath and looked up at him like a small animal sensing danger at his voice that was sunken enough to feel strange.
She saw the handsome man who exuded an aristocratic air like a finely carved statue. As always, he wore an impassive gaze that revealed nothing of his thoughts. However, she had already experienced the barbaric male nature hidden beneath that facade.
While Psyche remained frozen, barely able to breathe, the man’s hand that had lingered on her collarbone moved lower. Though it was clear her b****t would be kneaded at will in his hand if this continued, she couldn’t even manage weak resistance, crushed under the tension formed between them.
And just as his hand reached the position where he could grab her b****t if he went just a bit lower. Then, his hand stopped. For an instant, their eyes met directly in the suffocating silence.
A feeling that something would happen any moment overwhelmed her. It felt similar to a tautly drawn thread that would snap at the slightest wrong move or touch. The moment Psyche unconsciously drew in a rough breath, the man yanked down the thin fabric, almost tearing it apart. With that rough motion, her large, moon-white b*****s that had been pressed down by the negligee bounced up and were defenselessly exposed to the air. This happened because she wasn’t wearing undergarments.
“……!”
As Psyche reflexively tried to rise, Terche gripped her shoulders threateningly and pressed her down. Her body sank helplessly into the bed.
“Don’t resist.”
“No……!”
As she twisted her body wildly, her large b*****s swayed enticingly as if about to spill out. It was an appetizing sight that made one want to suck them immediately. Terche, who had been staring fixedly as though appreciating them, suddenly clicked his tongue and applied even stronger force to the hand pressing down her shoulders.
“I said don’t.”
“Ah, it hurts……!”
“If you don’t want to get hurt, stay still.”
It was the moment she flinched and stopped resisting at those words. He grabbed her negligee and undergarments at once and pulled them off. It happened in the blink of an eye, so it took a moment to realize what had occurred. Her face flushed red as she belatedly realized she had been stripped naked.
“Stop……!”
Her resistance grew more intense. She seemed to gather all her strength to push him away. Her wild struggling movements stopped when her nails scratched something with a sharp rake. That something was ominously soft and tender. Like skin. Psyche opened her tightly closed eyes. She saw Terche with a scratch under his eye.
“……”
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