Chapter 108
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 108
Chapter Title: Scardi (3)
As the drug began to course through her body, her breathing and pulse quickened, and every single cell felt like it was burning hot.
Her body, hypersensitive to the point of discomfort, immediately expressed itself through action. It felt like something was making noise, or like someone was sucking on her ear...
Then, a party started deep inside her slightly drowsy mind. Time seemed to flow slowly because her nerves were wide open, making her feel every stimulus with crystal clarity.
"Eh, ah... heek..."
Normally, she would smoke a strong cigar while shooting up the drug. That let her truly appreciate how precious the high-end Cuban cigars her underlings procured were.
The rich aroma filling her mouth and the sharp hit of nicotine would always put her in an intensely exhilarated mood.
But now, being pounded relentlessly from below by a man while under the influence of the drug brought a scorching orgasm unlike anything she'd ever felt before.
She was a woman who wouldn't bow to anyone based on looks alone.
It was just that no man had ever dared to pin her down and crush her.
Touch her the wrong way, and your whole family might end up dumped into the ocean encased in concrete—who would dare even talk to her?
In Scardi's world, men came in exactly three types.
Those pathetic fools who underestimated her as a woman and got wrecked,
Or the ones crawling under her, whimpering for scraps,
Or the ones scrambling to flee before getting entangled.
There were hardly any exceptions. Maybe her father or Crow, at best.
No.
Her father ultimately fell into the first category.
He should've gone quietly, but he kept blabbering right up until he died by his daughter's hand.
"I raised a beast after all."
The old man dangling from the ceiling spat blood as he ranted. Even without his teeth, his pronunciation was surprisingly clear.
"Not even a beast. Even beasts recognize their parents..."
The old man's wail echoed one last time inside the abandoned factory spread with plastic sheets. Scardi sat quietly before him, listening intently to his final words.
"Do you really have to go this far- kuhk- this far?"
What a pathetic man.
He'd been the head of an organization with some renown,
But in the end, he was inferior to his own daughter.
"Daddy was wrong. Yeah- I'll apologize. From now on, I'll live quietly. I won't even show my face. Just..."
His speech started slurring.
It seemed his fear of death outweighed his hatred for his daughter.
Scardi quietly shoved the gun barrel into the old man's mouth and said,
"You talk too much."
That was it.
There was no hesitation or tremor as she pulled the trigger.
She'd only wanted to be the best,
And the old man had been an obstacle to that dream, so she'd removed him.
Scardi was a truly strange woman.
From birth, she showed exceptional talent for dominating others and extorting what she wanted.
On top of that, her ability manifested.
If she seized someone's weakness and forced a contract, no matter how unreasonable the terms, the debtors would nod in agreement.
Was it due to her clear understanding of her own ability and its wide range of applications? Before she'd even reached adulthood, Scardi began building her own kingdom.
It wasn't at a level worth suppressing her growth. It was more like child's play.
Surprisingly, Scardi wasn't obsessed with expanding her forces. Instead, she focused on forging bonds strong enough for people to offer their lives to her.
And also,
She worked on the groundwork.
So that when the time came,
She could overturn everything.
She slowly severed their lifelines.
So that the ones who usually set the table for her
Would one day suddenly collapse.
"Hey, who the hell are you?"
It was an extraordinary ability.
Contracts demanded unconditional fulfillment.
Whether monetary or material,
If you owed Scardi a debt, you had to repay it by any means necessary.
"If I don't do this... my kids will die..."
"What?"
A housewife smuggling a bomb in her gut would carry out a suicide bombing, or one of the gang members would suddenly slaughter his comrades with a knife.
And if there was no way to stop it,
You had no choice but to storm in and fight a massive battle first.
Even then, information leaked from somewhere. Scardi manipulated her debtors like limbs, scraping together even the minutest details.
Scardi's ability spread like a densely woven spiderweb, and the organizations caught in it began to decay bit by bit.
Even if they launched a desperate mutual-destruction raid, monstrous bitches lurked around Scardi.
Physical abilities beyond human limits,
Guns smuggled from who-knows-where...
"Mm."
Maybe that's why.
Things were going even easier than Scardi had expected, and she looked a little disappointed.
"Rin, what's my schedule like tomorrow?"
"You've decided to wrap up the Daerim Construction matter first."
Just loosen your grip a little,
And the world was full of endless possibilities.
Yet so many people were content with just getting by day to day. Even those with ambition lacked the ability to back it up.
"Right, yeah."
Maybe she felt a bit lonely.
A little,
Bored, perhaps.
"Jo, just... a little break...?"
"Lift your hips."
"Hahk...!"
Then, out of nowhere, Scardi faced an unexpected assault.
It was truly bizarre.
She could see the countless fools who'd defied her and died flashing before her eyes.
"Who the hell is Scardi?"
Some had hired ability users for assassinations, others plotted poisonings.
"...The hero who hates cigarettes, milord."
Fools who'd hired incompetent killers,
Vermin who'd banded together with rival gangs.
"Were you tailing me on purpose back then too?"
"Nah, that was just a real trip to the amusement park."
If asked their common trait,
Scardi could answer without hesitation.
Fear in their eyes.
Idiotic, lowly scum.
The whole world was filled with boring nobodies.
"Looks like you're in the middle of dinner. Sorry, but all you construction execs need to head out. Yeah yeah, sorry for interrupting your fancy sushi."
But Crow was a little different.
He dropped to one knee, set down the hand-carried briefcase he'd brought himself, and pulled out a thick envelope from inside.
"...What are you doing?"
"Oh, this?"
There was no fear in his eyes.
Instead, there was a strange, indescribable glint.
"It's an official Hero Association request for cooperation in capturing a superpowered terrorist. It lists every crime you've committed one by one. Drug trafficking, illegal firearm possession, bribery, usury beyond legal limits..."
"What?"
Rin gripped her massive Japanese sword, and the other gang members had their guns trained on him.
Yet Crow recited Scardi's charges point by point, right in front of them all.
"Should I stop here? Pretty much all spot on, right?"
"Pfft... Ahahaha!"
That day,
Scardi laughed so hard tears came to her eyes, for the first time in ages.
She'd never seen anyone pull such a crazy stunt right in front of her.
"Is your regeneration ability that great? Not scared at all? Bet it still hurts like hell..."
"Yeah. Getting hit hurts."
Tak tak-
Crow neatly stacked the files on the low stool and ended the conversation.
Now it was time for
Violence to clash against violence.
"But won't it hurt you guys too? So it's the same in the end."
I have no idea how many more times those two collided after that day.
"Heuk, hak- uhk...!"
A new joy in life.
A challenge that made her heart race again.
"Huuuk...! Keuhk... Haaa..."
Breath coming in gasps, face flushed hot.
We call it love.
"Ri, Rin... Wa, water..."
"Get mine too...?"
Scardi loves Crow.
Yeah, there's no other word for this feeling and excitement but love.
Even in this moment, Scardi feels an immense thrill of challenge. She finally feels alive.
The heat of the man and woman's coupling filling the room,
And the damp, musky scent of soaked fluids.
Rin, who'd been watching it all from the side, finally brought two bottles of water and handed one to each.
"..."
She glared silently at Crow.
Drenched in sweat and fluids, he painfully brushed back his glistening bangs and smirked right back at Rin.
"What's with that look... Your boss likes it...?"
Rin had no retort and just stomped irritably back to her spot, shooting daggers of contempt.
Slap-
"Heut...!"
In retaliation, Crow boldly smacked the upturned Scardi's ass. The sound of palm meeting flesh was especially lewd today.
"Why don't you get up... We've rested enough...?"
"Ah, heut..."
Scardi staggered to her feet again.
She'd already savored so much ecstasy her head was spinning, but she deliberately fell for Crow's taunting temptation.
"This bastard... keeps crawling all over Noona to the end...?"
"Don't push yourself... You'll throw your back... Ung?"
Dawn stretched on forever.
Crow and Scardi had started devouring each other from the darkest hour and didn't part until the sun fully rose.
It must have been a novel pleasure and shock for Scardi. She soaked the entire bed, reveling in feminine bliss all night.
Of course, the process was quite troublesome.
And the outcome was ambiguous.
"...So, what do you plan to do?"
"About what."
"What did you come here expecting."
Even when leaving, Crow did things his own way.
"Who knows."
"What if I decide not to let you go?"
"Then don't."
He just,
prepared to leave like that.
"..."
Scardi stared at his back for a long while,
Then just let him go.