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Chapter 44: Beware the devil

Chapter 44: Beware the devil

The reason I left Helena’s house in such a hurry was because of a message from Lucia.

She not only seemed to know what had happened with Zack, at least in part, but also about Helena’s situation.

In her message, she claimed she could help with both. Then, she asked me to meet her as soon as possible. There was no way I could refuse. I really needed to figure out how she knew about all of that.

And more importantly, I wasn’t in a position to turn down offers of help.

Still, with an inquisitive tone, I asked:

"Have you been spying on me? How do you know all this?"

Lucia responded with a graceful smile.

"Deduction."

"Deduction?"

"Well, I’m a merchant. I also received the warning not to hire you," she said nonchalantly. "The rest, I just pieced together."

Her expression betrayed not even the slightest hint of uncertainty. It was impossible to tell if she was lying or telling the truth. That demon was utterly indecipherable.

"As for this girl, Helena, I don’t know much about her, but..." Her voice suddenly grew cold, her gaze icy. "This boy Michel and the group he’s a part of messed with one of my girls. So I had them investigated and stumbled upon you by accident."

I wasn’t convinced, but I gave up pressing her further.

"So," Lucia took control of the conversation with ease, "I can do you a favor and help with Zack. Then, I think we can work together to take down Michel. Not a bad deal, wouldn’t you agree? I might even offer you a job."

"Don’t worry. I’ve already taken care of Zack. I don’t plan on owing you any favors," I said, staring her straight in the eye. I wouldn’t dance so easily to the tune of that demon. "Now, about Michel, I think we can cooperate. What’s your plan?"

Lucia looked at me with a hint of surprise before offering an exaggerated compliment, much like an aunt marveling at how her nephew had grown. At the very least, she seemed slightly impressed.

"You’ve grown a lot," Lucia said, gazing at the sky. "I imagine you’ll soon become the man who..." Her voice trailed off enigmatically.

Then, she stepped closer to me, reducing the distance between us.

"So, what am I missing to become the man you desire?" I asked, trying to match her energy.

"If, instead of simply approaching, you had confidently stolen a kiss from me at this moment, you might already have me in your arms," she teased, her words hanging in the air like a challenge.

Lucia quickly stepped back, leaving the rest to my imagination. Then, shifting the tone entirely, she continued with a playful smile:

"To answer your question, isn’t it obvious what I plan to do? I’ll simply capture Michel and his allies, lock them up, and torture them to death."

It might have passed as a joke, but the icy glint in her eyes made it clear she wasn’t entirely kidding. Lucia could be terrifying when she wanted to.

She leaned forward again, this time pouting playfully, "It was a joke! Laugh! Even if it’s just a polite and forced laugh!"

"It didn’t sound like a joke," I replied, keeping my expression neutral.

Lucia pulled back with her usual enigmatic smile. "Well, we can discuss the details later. For now, you should get some rest."

I followed her, unable to help but notice the poor state of her shorts. The piece of clothing was woefully inadequate for her figure, clearly too small for her curves.

The thin fabric, which looked like it might have been part of a pajama set, was stretched to its limit, only accentuating the sway of her sexy bubble butt with every step.

Arriving at her house, I sat on her couch, and she quickly brought a glass of wine for me and one for herself. Then, she placed her glass on the floor and approached me, pressing her chest against my shoulder and whispering:

"I think you need to relax a bit. Would you like a massage?"

The delicate fingers of the redhead lightly touched my chest, encouraging me to take the first sip of wine. Somehow, drinking symbolized leaving my responsibilities behind.

My senses were overwhelmed by the sweet and intoxicating fragrance of the wine as her fingers slid across my chest, sending shivers down my spine. The soft and delicate touch was like a feather caressing my skin, and each movement brought me closer to a state of pure relaxation.

Her sparkling eyes, glowing under the dim light of the room, stared at me with a hypnotic intensity. At the same time, her pleasant massage ventured closer to my waist.

There was an intoxicating promise in her gaze, a sensuality that invited me to surrender to the moment, to lose myself in the delightful sensation of her fingers exploring my body.

A mischievous smile formed on her luscious lips, and she whispered in my ear with a husky and seductive voice: "Let go... let the stress and worries fade away."

I closed my eyes and let myself be carried away by the magical touch of her hands, now moving over my shoulders, massaging the tense muscles with perfect pressure.

She leaned in closer, her chest lightly brushing against mine as her fingers explored every inch of my back. The scent of her perfume mingled with that of the wine, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.

Suddenly, her lips met mine in a soft, teasing kiss. Passion ignited within me, and my hands moved to caress her waist, pulling her closer. The kiss deepened, and her tongue explored my mouth with overwhelming sensuality.

The caresses became more intense, and the buttons of my shirt were undone one by one, revealing my bare chest. Her fingers traced imaginary lines on my skin as her lips traveled along my neck, leaving a trail of fiery kisses.

Remembering the words she had said to me earlier and with desire taking over my mind, there was no other way.

Over and over, her whispered words flew through my mind as I thought about what to do next.

In the end, my instincts had only one answer. There was only one possible answer.

I forced another intense kiss on her.

Then, pushing her body against the couch, I looked at eyes. She gave me a horny glare, but still asked me to stop there.

The surroundings distorted into vivid colors, and while the only thing left in front of me was an extremely sensual woman. In the end, only sex remained in my mind. I advanced, forcing a kiss, then removed her clothes. In front of me, her beautiful underwear was exposed, as well as her perfect body.

"Wait, stop!" She tried to push me away, but without any strength.

I forced her against the floor and squeezed her breasts tightly, I had been thinking about them for a long time.

Her arms, weak, tried to push me away as I approached for another kiss. I knew how powerful that woman was; if she really wanted to resist, she could immobilize me in an instant.

Then our lips intertwined passionately.

Finally, she approached me, lightly bit my ear and whispered:

"I won, hehe..." At first, I didn’t understand what that meant, but when I tried to move toward her again, a strong fear compelled me to stop.

Without understanding my own feelings, I stared at the girl who smiled and continued her explanation with an absolutely cold voice.

"I recorded everything, both your little adventures with your girlfriend in my house or my bar, and your attempted assault."

"Wait, you were the one who told me to..." Lucia’s smile made me stop talking.

"You have no way of proving what I whispered to you, do you? Sorry, but there’s no escape."

Logically, I should have been calmer, but I felt an enormous rage ignite in my chest. She had told me herself that the room was full of aphrodisiacs, clearly, all of this had been planned.

"Fuck!" I shouted angrily.

I had no way of proving my innocence. It was hard at the moment to think through all possible defenses. I didn’t know much about it, but the confidence of that damn redhead convinced me I was screwed. And, looking into her eyes, fear gripped me.

"What do you want?"

"No need to get so angry. Calm down, little boy," she said in that damn maternal and calm tone of hers, which still carried something terrifying.

Lucia sat in a nearby chair, then propped herself up with her palm as she stared at me with arrogance and dominance.

"Simply put, if you don’t want a video of you and your girlfriend on the internet, or to be accused of attempted assault, obey me."

Though furious, I tried to think with minimal rationality. Lucia definitely didn’t seem like someone who would go through all of this for no reason, so it was obvious she needed something from me. Something she might need so badly that she went through all this trouble. Which means...

"If this is going to happen, let’s finish what we started." I advanced towards the redhead who seemed genuinely surprised for the first time in her life.

If she needed to use me, she probably couldn’t discard me until she got what she wanted, so until then I was safe.

And if I was going to be falsely accused of rape for the second time, I’d rather just take it as the truth.

Besides, I knew that if I backed out at this point, things would only get worse.

With each step I took towards the girl, I felt an enormous fear take over me, but that was all, a fear I could ignore and move on.

"W-what do you mean, you didn’t hear me when I said I was filming everything?" Surprised and a little scared she asked.

"Yes, but since the situation has reached this point, there’s no reason to back down."

I forced Lucia to the ground...