Chapter 812 – Abduction 315) Daily Life (10)
Abduction 315) Daily Life (10)
-Ah, yes, ah ah…!
The Dark Knight took Jennifer’s sister-in-law and went inside, and shortly after, Lamia’s strange moaning began to be heard.
“…”
“…”
Jennifer and Ilia, who were left alone in the empty hall when they really went inside, looked at the source of the moaning with absurd eyes.
“No…”
Especially in the case of Ilya, she was beyond absurd and even regretted. What the hell is this all about while you’re dating yourself?
“Whoa…”
Ilya, feeling the tip of her nose sting at her vulgarity towards her lover, let out a sigh to keep her tears from welling up. She was not a weak woman enough to shed her tears over this.
No, if she was the woman before she became the woman of the Dark Knight, she would not have felt so savage. She puts herself and mixes with other women? Then she would have just cast the curse of being crippled.
But she didn’t do that to the Dark Knight.
She is so strong that there are things that cannot be cursed, but she loves him with all her heart and with all her heart, and she doesn’t want to curse him.
All the women of the Dark Knight, including Ilia, love him. However, he has deep relationships with many women for the nonsensical reason that his chest is wide. Looking at this alone, he was the world’s playboy and a bastard.
But even so, I love him because in those moments when I am with him, I can only focus on myself and, above all, I can feel that he loves me.
He can feel all of those signs: the way he looks at you, the way he speaks affectionately, and the way he acts that he is so lovable that he can’t stand it.
So even though Ilya knows that the Dark Knight is a flirt, she falls in love with him even though she knows that she doesn’t love only herself.
The villainous witch that was once infamous in Dark City is no more. She only had one flimsy woman with whom she was in love.
“…”
Ilya turned around to leave Jennifer’s store. Although she loves the Dark Knight, her savage heart was something she couldn’t help.
“Ilya.”
“…”
At that time, Jennifer, who was not chosen by the Dark Knight like her, called her. When Ilya turned around, Jennifer shrugged her shoulders and pointed to the display case where her liquor was displayed.
“Would you like a drink?”
“… Me? With you? Ha!”
At Jennifer’s offer, Ilya snorted at her and refused and tried to leave her store. But she had no choice but to stop at Jennifer’s words that followed.
“But the owner told us to have a drink? Well, if you want to go, go.”
“…”
To be honest, the Dark Knight wouldn’t scold me or anything even if I didn’t drink with Jennifer. The only time he stops scolding his lover is when he does something dangerous alone or fights with other lovers.
So she doesn’t have to drink with Jennifer. But she, Ilya, could not get out of her shop, as if she was enchanted.
Unlike three years ago, the Dark Knight now asked his lovers to call him by the common names of lovers like his brother or himself, not his master. There are women who do that, and there are women who keep calling him Master.
Of the two, Jennifer and Ilia belonged to the latter.
In the case of Jennifer, when you call her master, she feels like she belonged to the Dark Knight, and she loves it so much that she keeps calling her master. And when you call him master, he likes to see the dark knight shy as if he recalled the dark history of the past.
Ilya calls the Dark Knight his master because her body, mind, and even soul were stolen by him.
Sometimes the Dark Knight speaks in a commanding voice like now, but every time Ilya has a tingling sensation in his hamstrings. When he disobeys his orders, he feels not only guilt but also fear, as if he had committed a great sin.
Perhaps it was because the tyrant he showed three years ago was imprinted in Ilya’s soul.
So, no matter how absurd the Dark Knight commands, Ilya eventually carries them out.
“…Give me the Romanee-Conti.”
It was the same this time too. It’s savage, but since the Dark Knight asked him to drink with Jennifer, he had no choice but to comply.
“What? Romanée Conti? Mad bitch. You just drink soju.”
“…”
When Jennifer snorted and said, Ilya’s face turned stern at once. For reference, the Romanée Conti that Ilia mentioned is a very expensive wine, costing more than $20,000 per bottle.
Anyway, Ilya sat down at the bar. She then went into the bartender’s area and Jennifer pulled out her drink and glass.
“Anyway, a bitch with no money is needlessly classy.”
“…”
Jennifer grumbled and filled a glass with Romanée Conti and placed it in front of Ilia. Seeing her glass placed in front of her, Ilya flinched. I just said it because I didn’t really know what to say.
Ilia looked up and saw Jennifer pouring her drink into her own glass. Her drink of choice was soju.
“…Do you want to drink soju?”
“Yes. Because this is the owner’s favorite alcohol. As I continued to drink it, I also liked soju. Is it because I am a match with the owner?”
“Wow!”
Ilya pretended to vomit at the sight of Jennifer as she spoke with a wink in her eyes.
“Braided?”
“… No thanks.”
Jennifer held out her glass, but Ilya ignored it and drank her wine first. Seeing that, Jennifer shrugged her shoulders and drank soju.
The two continued to drink without saying a word. When the drink reached halfway down the glass, Jennifer opened his mouth.
“I have a real question.”
“…”
“Why did you hate me so much when we were under the old man three years ago?”
“…”
Ilya, who was looking at the wine in her glass at Jennifer’s question, raised her head. As if desperate to hear her answer to her question, Jennifer stared into Ilya’s eyes.
“Ha…”
Could it be because she was drinking? Or is it because of the Dark Knight’s orders to say what she had been hiding in her candidly while drinking?
Ilya brought out the reason why she hated Jennifer with all her heart.
“The moment I saw you again, I hated everything about you.”
“… What?”
Jennifer frowned at him. But soon, she felt uneasy. The moment you saw it again?
“It’s that ridiculous superpower that gets stronger when you receive a man’s semen, and I hated everything, from the ass that twitched every time I walked, to the voice that pretended to be sexy, to the way men looked at me with lustful eyes every time I saw them.”
“Hey! When did I do that!”
Jennifer was genuinely sorry.
‘If I pretend to be pretty, it’s unlucky!? But I’m also really in trouble… I’m not pretending to be pretty… I’m just born pretty~ That’s why people just pretend to be pretty~
It’s hard even for a child! Heung! Heung!’
Like the famous line from her mother’s drama, Jennifer was just born with her sexuality, and as she acquired her succubus superpowers, that sexuality only got stronger. Except for the Dark Knight, I have never once tried to seduce a man in my life.
“And what annoys me the most is that you still don’t remember me.”
“… What? Have you and I ever met before?”
“Yeah, you motherfucker.”
“Really? Really? No when?”
“Haa… I really forgot this bastard. Oh that’s annoying!”
Seeing Jennifer not really remembering herself, Ilya frowned at her and vented her anger.
“Seventeen years ago! District 43 Ibis Snack! Heinz! Owen! Clara! Don’t you remember this?!”
“…”
A few words from Ilya brought up an old memory from Jennifer’s mind. It was one of the few happy memories of Jennifer’s childhood that still brings a smile to her memory.
In those days, young Jennifer roamed his back alleys with his friends. Although she broke up with her because everyone moved out for their own reasons, the time they played together remained a happy memory for her.
Heinz, the leader of the children, Heinz’s younger brother Owen, Heinz’s girlfriend Clara, himself, and…
“… Ah ah ah ah ah?!”
There was one more among Jennifer’s friends at that time.
A girl with randomly grown hair covering her face and looking somewhat gloomy.
“Nonsense! Is that really you?!”
“… Yes you damn whore.”
When Jennifer finally remembered herself, Ilia bit her lip and turned her head away.
“My God! Is that kid really you? Why?”
“Why are you coming out?”
“No, back then and now are so different! And back then, you followed me with a very cute voice, unnie, unnie! But why did you grow up like this?!”
“… You really are a fucking slut. You’re a fucking slut!”
“Oh my God! Illy!”
“Whoa?!”
Jennifer hugged Ilia tightly. The glass crashed against her large breasts and spilled soju.
“Let go of this, you whore!”
Ilya twisted her body and tried to get out, but unfortunately, her strength was much higher than Jennifer’s. In particular, since she had received plenty of semen from the Dark Knight the night before, she possessed physical abilities comparable to those of a 10th level body enhancer.
When they first met, Jennifer didn’t recognize Ilya, who had changed so much from her childhood. It hurt Ilya, who, like Jennifer, kept her memories of those days as her memories.
That’s why he made Jennifer feel bad.
“I missed Illy so much! Oh my God! That cute Illy grew up like this! What the hell happened?!”
“This bitch is really saying anything. Are you doing that on purpose?”
“Illie!”
“Ahhh?! Don’t kiss me!”
Jennifer grabbed Ilya’s cheek and kissed her face. Nose, cheeks, philtrum, forehead, even lips!
Ilya resisted as best he could, but it was impossible to stop Jennifer, who was thrilled to be reunited with her childhood friend.
“Ah! Ha ha!”
“Hmm… You mean that?”
And the Dark Knight, who was eavesdropping on their conversation while bouncing his back, smiled in contemplation. That smile was very sinister.
