Chapter 30
Chapter 30
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 30
Chapter Title: Genre is NTL (3)
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'Cherry flavor.'
Elizabeth's lips tasted like cherries. Was she wearing cherry-scented lipstick? Did it actually taste like cherries too?
I stuck out my tongue and licked her lips.
"....!"
It really tasted like cherries?!
The sweet flavor and aroma of cherries flooded my mouth. It was a person's lips pressed against mine, yet they tasted like fruit.
I'd only planned to fool around for one night... but now I was starting to get greedy for more of her.
If things go south, I can just kill off that Duran prick... Nah. Play this right, and it could spin off into a whole side story.
I hadn't even started the main story's Chapter 1 yet, and here I was plotting a side story. What a world.
Tomorrow's gonna be busy.
Once I made Elizabeth mine tonight, the real trouble kicked off tomorrow.
Originally, I was supposed to take over Sector 73 today and head to Sector 72 tomorrow for a showdown with an A-rank villain named Kane.
That's why, when I met one of Kane's underlings before, I'd trash-talked that Kane would kneel before me, that he'd have to surrender—or I'd slaughter them all.
Since I hadn't handled today's business, tomorrow meant double the hustle.
Of course, tonight's for enjoying this cherry bunny girl first.
Come to think of it, my first slave, Yuna, had been a virgin our first time too... If Elizabeth turned out to be one as well, I'd be a certified virgin slayer. Hmm, sounded like a brag-worthy title.
Her reactions scream virgin.
The hand on her thigh was clenched tight, trembling. Her eyes were squeezed shut. Her lips were pressed firmly together like she'd never kissed before, and she'd stopped breathing the moment our lips met.
Putting it all together, the odds were high that Elizabeth was a virgin.
Let's see...
I slid my hand up to her breast. Yuna's were big, but Elizabeth's were even larger. The kind you wanted to bury your face in and die happily.
Knock knock knock!
"....."
"....."
Just as my hand was about to touch her breast, someone knocked on the door. Elizabeth's eyes widened as we pulled apart from our kiss.
"Wh-who is it?"
Fuck.
Startled, Elizabeth shoved me away and headed for the door. We'd had such a good vibe going! Who the hell was this?
"It's me, Ellis."
Huh?
A familiar voice came from outside. It was Duran, the man of the hour at tonight's party.
"What... what brings you here?"
"Just... I missed you."
Huh? What the...?
Flames ignited in my hitomi-poisoned brain. My edges sharpened razor-sharp!
I quietly got up and slipped behind Elizabeth as she stood at the door. She was too distracted to notice me there.
"Can I just see your face for a sec?"
"Well..."
Elizabeth reached for the door handle. Looked like she was about to let him in. She must've been too drunk to think straight.
If that door opened, my hitomi edge would shatter! No way was I letting that happen.
"Mmph?!"
I hugged her from behind and clamped a hand over her mouth, pulling her back a step so she couldn't reach the handle.
"Ellis? Everything okay?"
"....."
Startled, Elizabeth looked up at me with wide eyes, as if asking what was going on. I took another step back with her in my arms and whispered in her ear.
"You cool with Duran seeing us like this? He hates my guts."
"....!"
She finally got it. Elizabeth shook her head furiously in my embrace.
She didn't want to marry him. She wanted to break off the engagement. But she didn't want to be the reason it fell apart.
That was Elizabeth's mindset.
Selfish, sure—but totally human.
She was probably terrified of the fallout from a broken engagement. She'd acted so mature beyond her years, but she was just a 20-year-old kid.
Fear like that ran deep.
And I was going to exploit it.
But did she realize? If she ran off with me and the engagement broke, she'd still be the cause.
Sober, she'd have clocked it instantly. That's why I'd gotten her plastered—to cloud her judgment.
"Ellis?"
Duran's voice urged from outside. I tried to fight the grin creeping up, but it was no use. This was too damn fun!
"....!"
Elizabeth's eyes widened again. My hand had grabbed her ample breast. Even through her clothes, it felt impossibly soft.
How amazing would it feel bare? Just imagining it made my dick throb.
Hm?
I tried pinching her nipple, but it slipped away. No bra. Inverted nipples? They'd probably pop out when she got excited... Ah, nipple tape.
"W-wait a minute."
"Shh! Duran's right outside."
"Ellis! What was that noise? You hurt? I'm coming in!"
He said he was coming in, and I tensed. What the hell, did that bastard have a keycard?
Oh yeah, this is his hotel.
I'd forgotten that key detail. Showing him me banging Elizabeth right in front of him would be hilarious, but that was Steel Armor villain mode. Not right now.
"Tell him you're fine and not to come in."
"... I-I'm fine. Don't come in."
"Huh? Oh... okay."
Huh?
That surprised me again.
I'd figured Duran would barge in like the spoiled chaebol he was. I'd even prepped to rush him and knock him out.
Because the guy outside was that trashy rich kid, Duran.
Yet there he was, standing meekly in the hall like an abandoned puppy. For a guy with his ego? Impossible.
No way...?
Elizabeth's words from earlier flashed in my mind.
"No... there are plenty of other sisters. They just insisted on me... or it wouldn't work."
Did Duran actually love Elizabeth?
Otherwise, why would the Francesco side pick her specifically?
Kuh... kuhuhuhu!
I nearly burst out laughing.
This world is the best!
A place where I could do whatever the hell I wanted—what could top that fantasy?
"Eut... uuu..."
I started groping Elizabeth shamelessly in my arms. Kneading her breasts, hiking up her skirt to rub her pussy over her panties.
She let out a startled moan, weakly trying to push my hands away. But drunk as she was, she had no strength. Not that she'd have succeeded sober either.
"Y-you can't do this..."
"Why not?"
"Because..."
"Let's run away together. Somewhere no one can find us. I'll help you."
"B-but..."
"Don't worry. Leave all your worries to me. I'll fix everything. I'll make sure you can live free, Elizabeth."
"....!"
Her eyes widened at "free."
The hand barely gripping my arm went slack. With her last line of defense breached, I groped her lush body even more boldly.
"Uuueut...!"
I groped her ass like a total creep. Firm and full, it embodied youth—begging to be spanked.
Gotta line her up next to Yuna later and smack 'em side by side.
That'd be a riot.
"Ellis, I have something to tell you."
Duran's voice came from outside the door. Serious, nothing like the mocking anger from the party.
"As you know... before I met you, I lived a wild life."
"Hng... ahut...!"
"Ellis? You listening?"
"Answer him."
"Y-yes... I'm listening..."
Gasping in my arms, Elizabeth struggled to steady her trembling voice as she replied.
"I was young and dumb back then... caused all kinds of trouble. Slept around a lot too."
"Heung..."
"If I hadn't met you, I'd probably still be the same wastrel forever."
"Haang..."
"Remember? The day we met. Three years ago—exactly today. I went to Gwen Chairman's party with my dad. That's when I first saw you. Love at first sight."
"Uuung..."
Elizabeth wasn't hearing a word. The hands that had conquered Yuna in a day were tending to her body.
Obsessively kneading and pinching her breasts and pussy—she had no headspace for Duran.
That guy's a psycho too. Three years ago? She was 17. High school girl. Love at first sight with a minor? Total criminal.
Should call the cops and let him rot in jail. Oh, rich kid? Probably walk free.
Fine, I'd deliver justice myself.
Verdict rendered! Criminal Duran Francesco, I sentence you to NTR!
Slap slap slap!
Right now, I wasn't some horny chaebol heir. I was the NTR judge, sentencing the wicked.
Schlick—
"Hik?! W-wait!"
Elizabeth freaked when she saw my dick wedged between her thighs. So long and thick, it pushed her skirt forward by inches.
"Huh? What's up, Ellis? Something wrong? Should I come in?"
"Elizabeth... say this."
I made her repeat after me. Biting her lip, she faced the door.
"N-no, it's fine. I bumped my leg on the wall."
"What? You okay? Let me check."
"I'm fine! Anyway... keep going."
Elizabeth was stumbling over her words, but Duran didn't catch on.
Who could predict this? His fiancée panting in the arms of the guy he hated most, in his hotel.
I grabbed her waist with the hand that had been stroking her pussy and started thrusting.
Schlick—schlick—schlick schlick—
"Hng... ahuut..."
"Shh. Be quiet. What if Duran hears?"
"B-but..."
"Can't hold it in?"
"Yes..."
"Guess I'll have to help with that too."
"Mmph!"
I kissed her, sealing her mouth. This wasn't a peck—it was aggressive. I forced her lips apart with my tongue and plunged in. Her mouth overflowed with cherry scent.
Her lips and tongue were so soft and delicious, I devoured them mindlessly.
"But I promise you this. I'll become a man you won't be ashamed of. A good... husband. No more scandals, no other women but you."
"Aa... gonna cum."
"Ah... aaa..."
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
I came right on her skirt. The spot where my tip touched turned dark. The sticky jets splashed her thighs like a water gun.
And at that exact moment, Duran confessed to Elizabeth.
"I love you, Ellis."
"....."
"... Ellis?"
Whoops.
Too much for her. When I came, Elizabeth passed out cold.
Hmm... now what?
"I love you, Ellis."
Duran had mustered all his courage to confess his true feelings to Ellis. He'd been with plenty of women, but he'd never once said "I love you." This was his first real confession in thirty years of life.
He'd even downed some drinks to steady his nerves for his very first one.
"....."
"... Ellis?"
No reply. Anxiety gripped him. Had Elizabeth rejected him?
Not that a rejection would've stopped him. Whether it took a year or ten, he'd keep proving his sincerity until he won her heart.
"Ellis?"
"....."
Still nothing. Had she fallen asleep?
She'd been talking to him just moments ago. Falling asleep at the door? She could catch a cold.
"I'm coming in, Ellis."
Worried for her, Duran pulled out his keycard. Pure intentions—to carry her to bed.
Bang!
"Urk?!"
As Duran reached for the door, it flew open. He was standing right there—no time to dodge. His head smacked the door, and he blacked out.
"Huh? Oh, sorry. Why were you right there? Anyway, had a blast. Happy birthday—I'm out."
That voice...
Before losing consciousness, Duran heard the voice of the man he'd always despised: Bal Jeong-nam, son of Chairman Bal Ji-un.
You... why... here...?
As darkness claimed him, Duran glimpsed Bal Jeong-nam exiting his fiancée's room... dragging a huge suitcase.
That...
A peek of blonde hair sticking out of the suitcase—and Duran passed out for good.