A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Chapter 120  The Coming Battle and Hydral’s Insurance - II

The girl's breathing gradually became heavy, her eyes blurred and she leaned back her head, reached out to hold Ansel's face, and tried to lick his chin with her tongue.

"Seraphina." The young Hydral gently stroked the girl's hot cheek and said softly, "I of course know how you are used to fighting. It is precisely because of this that I want you to change. You don't necessarily have to become the Sky Wolf Emperor. I have promised that by my side... you can have a more distant and glorious future." He squinted his eyes, as if he was comforting his lover, and as if he was... taming a beast.

"So, for the time being, put down your instincts and follow my thoughts, okay?"

"Um...um..."

 The tame wolf agreed in such a soft voice, intoxicated in the tenderness and joy brought by the person she admired: "I listen to Ansel... Ansel must be... right."

"Good girl." Ansel exhaled slowly, the black dye spread silently: "I will give you the most —"

"...Ansel?" The girl called his name in a naive way, twisted in his arms a bit impatiently, "Why, why stop suddenly at this time." Her voice was also dyed with a bit of blush: "You won't, won't you want me to beg you again, bad guy..."

Although she said so, she still took the initiative to grab Ansel's hand, and her breathing became heavy again.

After a brief silence, Ansel chuckled and gently hugged Seraphina into his arms: "You've become greedy, Seraphina."

"What, what, it's obviously you...ah!"

Ansel didn't speak any more, his sea-blue eyes reflected Seraphina's blushing face.

That black dye spread silently in the silence, greedily spreading the invisible tentacles of evil to the world, and then was taken back by Ansel in an instant, sealed in that invisible closed door.

It didn't touch Seraphina.

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"The cities of Sparklens and Luminopolis have already been subtly infiltrated by the revolutionary forces." She paused, lifting her gaze to Ansel, "The bait of 'heavy losses in the great cold wave, and the city lords of the two territories being sanctioned by Hydral'... is obviously very tempting to the revolutionaries. Since there has already been movement, then unless something unexpected happens..." n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

In the study, Marlina was reporting the day's progress to Ansel, "Mr. Saville's work is advancing very steadily. According to the intelligence he has sent, the revolutionaries have not detected any anomalies." She paused, lifting her gaze to Ansel, "The bait of 'heavy losses in the great cold wave, and the city lords of the two territories being sanctioned by Hydral'... is obviously very tempting to the revolutionaries. Since there has already been movement, then unless something unexpected happens..."

Marlina's words suddenly halted, for she noticed that Ansel was unusually... distracted? The interruption of Marlina's report brought Ansel back to his senses, and he smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something else. Please continue, Marlina, I'm listening." "I have finished reporting today's work, Mr. Ansel." Marlina held the documents, stepping forward so that only a desk separated her from Ansel, "You seem troubled, Mr. Ansel." The young girl tucked a strand of her snowy hair behind her ear, speaking seriously and solemnly, "Is there anything I can help you with?" "..."

Ansel tapped lightly on the desk, suddenly laughing, "Marlina, lie down." "... What?" Hydral leaned slightly forward, propping his chin on his hand on the desk, "Lie down, on my desk." The usually calm and composed girl's breathing became rapid, her cheeks gradually flushed, but unlike Seraphina's adorable blush, it was a light red, with a hint of natural allure, a seductive charm that was both rejecting and inviting. She obediently bent down, lying on Ansel's desk like a cat, her long, thick eyelashes fluttering slightly, her eyes filled with a shimmering light. "Marlina." Ansel reached out to caress Marlina's chin, speaking softly, "What do you see?" "... You." The girl's hot breath hit Ansel's face, she looked directly into Ansel's eyes, her voice stirring the heart, "I see you, Mr. Ansel." Hydral didn't speak, only in his sea-blue eyes reflecting Marlina's beautiful face, a deep black emerged. "And now?" He whispered. In an instant, at the moment when that strand of black revealed a trace of pattern, Marlina's eyes lost their sparkle. "Your... eyes." She murmured softly, her voice inexplicably filled with... joy? Marlina instinctively reached out to Ansel, she strained her neck and head, her body began to tremble, with an almost crazed desire she spoke, "Your eyes... are beautiful. You... Mr. Ansel... Mr. Ansel—" Ansel retracted the chaos in his eyes, caught Marlina's hand in a trance, and kissed her lips. The girl, whose senses had just returned, was once again lost in the pink dream that she had fantasized about every night and was now becoming a reality. She was more aggressive and bold than Seraphina, the knowledge she had strived to learn seemed awkward at first when put into practice, but quickly became passionate and lively. Five minutes later, she slowly moved her head back, panting, looking at Ansel with a dazed and provocative gaze, as if waiting for his choice, rather than continuing to indulge herself in it. "Marlina, this is not a reward." Ansel caressed Marlina's cheek, "The reward you get is money, power, respect from others, and... priceless knowledge." The heat in the girl's heart faded a little at these words, she should have been happy about this, and she was indeed a little happy, but she couldn't help but feel a little sour. So, Mr. Ansel doesn't really... "So, this is my recognition of you." The young man smiled with a twinkle in his eye, "I added something that I thought you would like, I hope you don't mind."

"..."

 The half-leaning Marlina on the desk trembled, her delicate and fair throat moved slightly, as if a myriad of joy and desire surged up, but was suppressed by reason and calm. "Thank you for your recognition, Mr. Ansel." She spoke softly, not hiding the joy in her words, wiping the corner of Ansel's lips with a silk handkerchief, "I will definitely continue to earn your recognition, so, from now on..." The girl's gaze was affectionate and passionate, "Could you please continue to express your recognition of me in this way, or... in a more intimate way?" Ansel reached out, straightening Marlina's disheveled collar, "Of course, this is what you deserve, Marlina." The calm and young strategist resisted the urge to kiss again, gradually retreated from Ansel's desk, stood firmly on the ground, bowed deeply to Ansel, and left.

After closing the door of the study, Marlina almost collapsed to the ground. The girl covered her chest, feeling the intense throbbing in her chest, the joy of the deep kiss that had made her addicted surged through her mind like an electric current, making her almost unable to resist letting out a soft moan. "Mr… Ansel..." Marlina brought her legs together, her hand resting there, gently gripping the smooth fabric, she was somewhat glad that her skirt was thick and layered, and was dark in color, otherwise, when she was lying on the desk, it would not only have troubled Mr. Ansel, but also let people see the deep water stains between her legs. -->