Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 300: The Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood

Chapter 300: Chapter 300: The Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood

"What do you really want? Let me go home." Paisley Kirk, though frail, was also roused to anger by Lucy Clayton’s provocation. Of course, she was also clear that she was probably unable to escape his clutches now.

"You look cute when you’re angry. Are you eighteen this year?" Clayton chuckled lightly, not upset in the least, but speaking in a gentle and soothing tone instead.

"I am eighteen, not yet of age, and, if my friends can’t get in touch with me for a long time, they will call the police. So could you please have your people give me my phone?" Paisley Kirk suddenly softened, realizing that being tough was not working, so she might as well plead with him. If he liked her, then maybe if she asked him, he should let her go.

When Clayton heard her say she was eighteen and not yet of age, when she spoke so gently and softly, he almost melted. He liked this kind of thing—someone with sentiment, someone who could engage in lively conversation with him, chat during the throes of pleasure, and even moan in bed.

Otherwise, what’s the fun if the person you’re with is as stiff as a plank when forced upon?

He’s been with a fair number of women, including those for sale and those of all sorts, but the feeling wasn’t thrilling; maybe it was visual fatigue. Now, there were very few things that could truly arouse his desire.

Feeling, that’s what he cared about, the feeling of spiritual release during venting.

"I can give you your phone, but you have to join me in the hot springs first; otherwise, no deal." Clayton teased her, his tone playful, almost coquettish.

Paisley Kirk would never join him in the hot springs, thus she immediately shook her head, took a deep breath, and said, "If you really like me, then let me go. You have the right to pursue me, and I will not avoid you. If you do something in the future that moves me, maybe I will really consider it."

"I don’t care how much money my boyfriend has or how powerful he is, but he must love me, not control me in the way you do."

"No, no, no. This isn’t control!" Clayton immediately shook his head and said, "You may not know, but with the women I take a fancy to, I usually move directly. I’ve been with younger ones, prettier ones, but you’re the only girl I don’t want to force myself on."

"I don’t know why, but I’m afraid of making you cry, afraid of making you unhappy, so right now, I’m trying my hardest to restrain myself. I keep warning myself that you’re going to be my wife, and I can’t treat my wife the way I treat other women."

"So rest assured, I will do everything I promised you, including returning your phone after you join me in the hot springs. You can call your friends, and I can promise that even in the hot springs, I absolutely won’t touch you." At this moment, Clayton was like the big bad wolf, sweet-talking Little Red Riding Hood to fall into the pit he had dug.

"That still won’t do." Paisley Kirk was resolute as Blue Mountain, unwilling to cave in. Going to the hot springs meant undressing, and she had never undressed in front of any boy before. So how could she possibly go to the hot springs with this stranger, Lucy Clayton?

"How about we do this. I’ll make a call, have my friend withdraw the complaint, release Yusuf Zuck, and after you confirm that Zuck has been released, then you accompany me to the hot springs, deal?" Clayton had actually received precise information early today that last night the chief detective went to the detention center not for an interrogation but for a release, a direct release overnight.

Although he didn’t know the exact reason, it was obvious that Yusuf Zuck was no simple character, perhaps also connected with some big shot behind the scenes.

However, even if Yusuf Zuck had connections with some big shot, Zuck could never imagine that it was he, Lucy Clayton, who was scheming against him in secret, so he guessed that Zuck was scratching his head right now.

Of course, even if Zuck guessed it was him, so what? There was no evidence whatsoever that it was Clayton who was behind it, including last night’s thugs, who were found through other means, people who did not know who they were helping, and the mastermind had already gone to Midsea to remotely direct operations.

So even if Yusuf Zuck knew, it wouldn’t matter, because there was no evidence.

Without evidence, Zuck could only stew in frustration, so no matter how you look at it, Clayton is winning this round.

And having demonstrated such a display of force this time, Yusuf Zuck, after seeing this kind of show of strength, would also have to consider whether he wants to arm-wrestle with Clayton. Perhaps Zuck would have to come begging to him, seeking to make amends.

Therefore, Clayton wasn’t afraid at all. In the capital, there were few people he feared.

Paisley Kirk’s heart lurched when she heard Lucy Clayton speak of withdrawing the case and releasing Yusuf Zuck, and a mist instantly veiled her eyes as tears circled, unshed.

For Yusuf, she could sacrifice.

She liked him, liked him from the very first time she met him. Later, as the contact between them grew, that daily, secret adoration nearly rendered her helpless to resist.

She also knew that Yusuf had a girlfriend, but she couldn’t control her feelings for him, her desire to see him, to share meals with him, to chat with him.

Being with him made her very nervous, to the point where she found herself at a loss for words, her mind a blank slate.

Yet, she liked this nervousness, this unknown thrilling heartbeat. No other man could cause in her this tightness, this heartbeat.

He was the only one who could.

She knew it was because she cared for him, was anxious around him, liked him.

"Yusuf..." Her eyes clouded with mist, tears silently rolled down.

"What I can do, that’s all I can offer, Yusuf. You are my first love. Once you are out, I will leave the capital..." Paisley sobbed as she made her decision. Maybe she would be violated by Lucy during the hot spring trip, but Yusuf could be freed.

Trust him for this one time; if Yusuf could really get out, it wouldn’t be in vain—the sacrifice she was making.

But she also knew that at this moment, being without Yusuf meant losing what she held most dear, the most pristine thing she had.

And that most cherished, most pure thing, she had planned to give to Yusuf.

"I agree to your terms, but you must keep your word. Otherwise, I’ll die right in front of you. I really will die. You could tie me up, but I could still bite my tongue and bleed out. I study medicine; I know how to die!" The petite nurse gritted her teeth, glaring fiercely at Lucy Clayton.

"Relax, I won’t let you die. I’ll release Yusuf too. During our time at the hot spring, I will make arrangements. After the soak, I’ll give you the phone, and then you can confirm with him personally, how about that?"

"I hope you are a man of his word, not the despicable scoundrel I think you are," Paisley said as she stood up.

"No problem, let’s go. Follow me. Our hot springs here maintain a consistent temperature in the sixties degrees, but of course, after our adjustments, the water will be controlled around forty degrees, which is very comfortable. If you agree to marry me, you can manage this place," Lucy Clayton said with a smirk, gesturing for Paisley to go ahead.

Paisley walked out, followed by several female attendants who led her to a separate building behind.

There, the underground hot spring’s water supply line was laid; the building was also a glass-enclosed villa, designed like a tropical rainforest with a large pool in the middle. The bottom of the pool was covered with pebbles, and the pool had a lane for swimming, allowing one to swim back and forth while soaking in the water.

"Okay, you all can leave now. Little Paisley, let’s undress," Lucy commanded, his eyes fiery as if about to spew flames. He had indeed been controlling himself; otherwise, he would have executed his will upon the young nurse long ago.

At the same time, he fantasized about the moment when the nurse would peel off her garments one by one, revealing her exquisitely beautiful body. He knew that moment would be a breathtaking sight!