Chapter 85
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 85
Chapter Title: Bella's Descent
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Several days passed.
I spent every day in the hotel room right below Bella's, calling women over for sex just like clockwork, and broadcasting those moments to her through the CCTV.
I was certain she'd watched it all.
After all, her changes were happening day by day.
At a speed that even surprised me.
"Seonghan."
As I stood in the hotel lobby, someone called out to me.
I turned to see Alex approaching with a worried look on his face.
He'd come all the way here.
I could guess why, but I greeted him warmly anyway.
"You've been watching everything here, huh."
"Ah, yeah."
Even though I greeted him cheerfully, Alex's expression remained grim.
He wasn't the type to show much emotion on a good day, but today it was especially bad.
To put it precisely, he looked downright depressed, like he'd just been dumped.
"What's up? You came all the way here."
"Well... lately, I haven't been able to get in touch with Bella."
"Haven't been able to?"
"Yeah."
I didn't think lack of contact was a big deal, but it seemed to hit him hard.
"We've been like family for so long—more than family, even."
I'd heard something similar from Bella once.
Of course, she'd stopped at calling it family, but Alex saw it as something deeper.
Honestly, I could tell what feelings Alex harbored.
I'd seen plenty of guys like him while progressing through quests.
"Except when I was arrested, she'd always reply within two hours..."
Alex fiddled with his phone.
The text he'd sent yesterday still had no reply.
I stared down at him silently for a moment before shoving him lightly.
"Can't be helped. She was pretty busy yesterday."
"Busy yesterday...? What happened?"
"Curious?"
I lowered my voice to a whisper.
Alex took a step back from my sudden shift in tone.
"What's with you? Of course I'm curious."
I held out a USB drive.
"What's this...?"
"The reason Bella was busy yesterday."
"It's in here?"
It had originally held Wolf's secrets, but now it was filled with a single video.
Alex reached for it like he was mesmerized, but before handing it over, I gave him a warning.
"You really gotta see this? It's like Bella's secret. Even family has things they keep from each other."
"...We're more than family to each other."
With that, Alex took the USB.
I let it go for free, no strings attached.
Selling it for cash felt off, considering we were both Wolf executives.
Of course, if he wanted the next one, that'd be different.
As I watched Alex dash off to check it, I thought back to Bella's corruption over the past few days.
The changes had come quickly starting on the second day after I set up the CCTV, when I began showing her the lewd footage.
Day 2 after installing the CCTV.
I opened my laptop and played the footage recorded yesterday from the blind spot in my hotel room.
[Hngh, damn... Why am I... hnn...]
That rough voice belonged to none other than Bella.
She hadn't noticed, but the CCTV wasn't just in my room.
Hers had them too.
Cameras recording 24/7.
We could see each other's rooms.
Thanks to that, I could watch what Bella did while staring at the TV.
At first, she caressed her heated body over her clothes.
Her lewd moans—ones I'd never heard before—were soft and delicate, like most women's.
As the rough action played on screen, the intensity of her masturbation ramped up.
She stripped off her top, baring her pale skin.
Hers was vigorous masturbation.
Whether due to her fetish or just her style, I couldn't say.
She rubbed her pussy so fiercely against the ceiling camera that friction sounds echoed, pinched her massive breasts, even bit herself.
I'd seen big-breasted women plenty of times, but never one doing that to herself, so I let out an admiring breath at the sight.
Part of me wanted to rush upstairs and pounce right then.
But I held back, waiting for the moment she'd come begging on her own.
After watching the full recording, I prepared to head up slowly.
Not to pounce, but I left my room and went to hers.
To observe the changes when she wasn't watching the footage.
I knocked on her door upstairs.
Now I understood why it stayed firmly shut.
No way she'd masturbate with the door open.
Footsteps approached from inside, and the door opened.
"...Come in."
Her eyes flickered unsteadily at my arrival, but she let me in.
She looked a bit tired.
Standing a little farther away than usual, Bella asked,
"...What do you want?"
"Oh, actually, I'm planning to stay in this hotel for a while too."
She already knew, but I played it cool.
Bella didn't want to tip her hand that she knew, so she asked as if clueless.
"Oh, really...? Where?"
"Yeah, right below you. Wanna come see?"
"Huh? Oh, no... maybe later."
She turned her head in flustered panic.
"Later" wasn't a bad response.
"I'll drop by often from now on."
"...Yeah."
She nodded at my words.
Day 3.
The footage showed her masturbating the same way as yesterday.
The difference? She occasionally shot longing glances toward me on screen.
Oh, and in the mornings, she'd primp a bit, anticipating my visit.
Not full makeup or anything.
Before, it'd be a loose hoodie or leather jacket.
Now, short shorts and a cropped hoodie that bared a sliver of midriff.
Clothes she wouldn't normally wear.
Did she buy them special?
Either way, good sign.
I sat on the sofa and chatted with Bella again today.
Nothing substantial.
The content didn't matter.
We were both focused on each other's presence.
Sitting closer than yesterday, I absentmindedly reached out.
A habit from bedding women daily.
My hand landed on her thigh.
I mentally prepped excuses.
Curious about her tattoo?
Or just admit it's a habit? Weighing forgivable options.
But Bella's reaction defied expectations.
"...Brody made it to Japan safe."
"...Yeah?"
No excuse needed.
She ignored my hand on her thigh like it was nothing.
I casually kept it there and continued talking.
Sometimes squeezing to feel the firmness.
The conversation lasted longer than usual before I left.
As I stepped out, I swear I heard a faint moan from inside.
I sensed Bella was almost done for.
Day 4.
Little conversation.
Instead, she stared blankly at me or the TV.
Occasionally looking up at me with desperate eyes, lost in thought.
Her outfits got more revealing.
Now when she sat on the sofa, she'd press right up against me, thigh to thigh.
And I'd grip that thigh like it was natural.
"You're quiet today."
"...Yes, no, yeah..."
She spoke formally in a daze, then hastily corrected herself.
Figured I could push further, so I draped an arm over her shoulder.
Like lovers.
Bella bit her lip softly, gazing at me.
I avoided those pleading eyes and fiddled with my phone.
Occasionally stretching to slip a hand between her breasts or lift her shirt to eye the tattoo there.
"Where's the wolf tattoo?"
"...On my waist."
"Can I see?"
"..."
She hesitated, then slowly turned her back.
I lifted her shirt to check.
The wolf tattoo appeared, and from behind, I glimpsed the side of her breast.
I stroked the tattoo, hands claiming her waist.
Boundaries had been crossed long ago.
Yet Bella didn't resist.
Maybe tonight, no calling anyone else.
Just gesture for her to come down while facing the camera.
And if she did, if she came begging...
Cross that bridge when I got there.
Day 5.
"Hah♥ Hngh...♥"
Her ragged breaths filled the room.
I glanced at the bed while sipping water.
There was Bella on my bed, legs splayed vulgarly, body trembling.
As I stood beside her, she smiled faintly and murmured toward me.
"Master...♥"
I chuckled at the title and snapped a few more photos with my phone.