Beast, Blue Blood - Chapter 23 - Slight R19

Chapter 23

Eugene was already in a state where she couldn’t think or speak. She felt strangely overwhelmed as if she had taken some kind of drug. Every time Hisha rubbed against her, her vision flashed.

“Hisha… Hisha…!”

Eugene’s body shuddered as she twisted. It felt like her body would melt into the sofa. No, it was as if the boundaries between her, him, and the sofa had already disappeared.

“Your voice is really loud.”

Hisha panted as he licked her ear. Eugene opened her hazy eyes.

“Ah…?”

Hisha was saying something with a smile, but she couldn’t make it out. He smiled.

“You can’t hear me, can you? Eugene, do you know how cute you are?”

As he spoke, Hisha bit her br*asts through her bra. Eugene arched her back as she reached a slight peak. It tightened to an impossible degree. Without slowing down, Hisha breathed his hot breath into her ear.

“You’re beautiful, cute, smart… You don’t seem like a real-world woman.”

Many men had praised her, but none had been so purely appreciative. It was raw and unrefined as if it had been pulled from the depths of his heart.

Hisha continuously showered her with praise. Eugene wanted to scream for him to stop. At the same time, she wanted to scream that she would kill him if he did.

It felt like a giant hand was kneading her brain, shaking and crushing it. It was as if he was kneading her body. With every thump, her body grew tenser, like dough becoming firm. She was approaching her limit.

Then, amidst his heavy breathing, Hisha spoke.

“Eugene, now I’m…”

At that moment, Eugene barely held onto her sanity.

“Don’t leave.”

She wrapped her legs around Hisha’s waist. Hisha held his breath, feeling dangerously stimulated.

Pushing him away with force would have been easy but impossible. Hisha pressed his waist against her, causing Eugene to scream as she opened her mouth wide. It was a sound mixed with pain and ecstasy. She seemed to be reaching a cl*max.

Hisha poured everything out. A beast-like howl escaped from between his tightly clenched teeth. As he continued to rub against her, emptying the last drop, Eugene screamed and trembled.

“Stop, please…”

It seemed she had reached her limit, unable to handle any more. Eugene lost consciousness.

* * *

Eugene came to her senses. For a moment, nothing came to mind. It was the first time in her life that her mind felt so empty. It was like sitting in water where the outside temperature and water temperature were the same, feeling cozy. She wanted to fall asleep again, but then she became aware of the body pressed against her back.

As she forced her heavy eyelids open, she saw the familiar living room. She immediately recognized the strong arms holding her from behind.

Losing consciousness.

A faint tension ran down Eugene’s spine. If Hisha wanted to, it wouldn’t be a problem for him to harm her before the bodyguards outside could come in. Then, Hisha caressed her shoulder and gave it a gentle kiss.

“Don’t be nervous. I wouldn’t hurt you, Eugene.”

It seemed he had sensed her tension. Eugene propped herself up on the sofa.

“It’s just that I’m an ordinary human.”

“I’m human too.”

When she looked back, Hisha, still n*ked like her, shrugged his broad shoulders.

“My mother says that if you grow up human, you’re human, no matter what you were born as.”

Eugene massaged the stiff muscles behind her neck.

“Colonel Kang is a straightforward person.”

Hisha looked slightly surprised at her words.

“You know my mother?”

“Who doesn’t know Mrs. Ivanov?”

Eugene placed her feet on the floor and stood up. But her legs felt weak, and she staggered. Hisha immediately caught her.

“Are you okay?”

Raising her hand as if to say she was fine and to let go, Hisha understood and released her. Eugene picked up her dress and spoke.

“Put on your clothes. Unless you want to be dragged out n*ked.”

Hisha gazed at her quietly.

“You don’t need to talk so coldly.”

True, she might have sounded a bit cold, probably due to her earlier tension. Eugene apologized.

“Sorry.”

Hisha smiled gently.

“It’s okay.”

Then he kissed her cheek before walking away. Eugene blinked, wondering what that was about. Hisha, still n*ked, walked over to pick up his clothes lying next to the broken chair.

As he put on his underwear and pulled up his jeans, Eugene, who had been staring at him, suddenly felt shy and covered her chest with her shirt like a virgin about to be ravished.

“It’s embarrassing when you look at me like that.”

Eugene waved her hand dismissively and turned her gaze away. Behind her, Hisha put on a shirt instead of his torn t-shirt and buttoned it up.

“Lev, tell Mr. Nasiri to come in.”

Soon after Eugene spoke, Nasiri and some men in black entered the room. Eugene addressed them.

“Take him away.”

The men cuffed Hisha. He didn’t resist. Eugene watched and then said.

“If you cooperate, I don’t intend to be rough with you.”

Hisha smirked.

“Even your villain lines are sexy.”

Nasiri frowned but said nothing as he led Hisha out. As they walked down the corridor, there were no familiar employees in sight, only armed security personnel.

As the euphoric dream ended, Hisha began to feel worried, but he decided to wait and see what Eugene had in mind. Meanwhile, Nasiri led him down the stairs to a familiar place.

‘There…’

Not long ago, Hisha was curious about where he was, and it was a door leading to the basement. A guard opened the door to the basement. As the door pushed open, it revealed a space that seemed to lead somewhere, like a passage to another world.

So, Bruce Wayne was right after all. There was a secret space in a mansion.

“Were they developing a virus here?”

Looking around the passage, he asked, and Nasiri replied without a change in expression.

“There’s no way they would handle something so dangerous here.”

Then he went ahead.

“Don’t get too excited. This is just a passage to the annex.”

There were several annexes, but as far as Hisha had observed, none particularly restricted access to employees. So, he couldn’t tell where or for what purpose they were going.

The only thing he could tell was that all the buildings on this site seemed to be connected underground. Indeed, it seemed that the rich always had an escape route.

Just as Nasiri said, they passed through an unremarkable passage, through another door, and ascended into a building. It was as ornate as Versailles or Belvedere Palace, with a Rococo style, but it was quiet as if it was not used regularly, like a summer villa in the suburbs.

Because of this, even though it was smaller than the main building, the footsteps echoed more strangely as they passed through a hallway and entered a hall with high ceilings like a banquet hall. And upon seeing the interior, Hisha was astonished.

“This is……”

* * *

Eugene entered the shower room. She took off her robe and stood under the shower. Hot water began to pour out.

The water washed everything away. The sticky secretion, the feeling of his lips touching hers, the two hands sliding up her waist, the whispers pouring over her body like rain…

Suddenly, she realized that the parts her hand was brushing over were clean. Come to think of it, there wasn’t a single red mark on her body. Even in such an excited state, it seemed he had controlled his strength.

‘Such a wimp.’

Eugene finished her shower, dressed as if she were about to go to work and put on makeup. Then she left the room and crossed to the annex through the underground passage. The armed guards guarding the iron door stepped aside upon seeing her.

In a space that seemed suitable for a banquet, with all the window covers closed and a luxurious chandelier shining-

Hisha was standing inside a large cage, like one for a large predator.

Seeing Eugene, Hisha was flabbergasted and asked.

“Isn’t this an animal cage?”

And sighed.

“I am not an animal.”

It was big enough for an adult man to stand in, and it was made of special metal so that Hisha, who possessed strength beyond a human, could not escape. It probably wasn’t used for animals, but he couldn’t shake off the feeling of being treated like one.

Eugene approached and spoke.

“Understand, it was all we could get on short notice.”

Since it didn’t seem to be Eugene’s intention, Hisha’s anger eased as he looked around the cage he was in and asked again.

“How did you even get this thing here in the first place?”

“Is that what you’re worried about now?”

Eugene let out a slight chuckle.

Then Hisha, with a speed that Eugene couldn’t react to, reached through the bars and pulled her into an embrace. As Eugene was pulled, her body lightly hit the bars, and Hisha lifted her skirt slightly and whispered.

“It wouldn’t matter if you stayed here with me, Eugene.”

Before Eugene could respond, something was caught on the bars. Next to Eugene, Nasiri was aiming a taser.

“Let her go now.”

For the first time, Hisha bared his teeth.

“If you point that thing, Eugene will be in danger.”

Eugene stepped back and raised her hands.

“Talk it out. He’s a kid who understands words.”

Then Nasiri reluctantly lowered the taser, and Eugene turned to Hisha and asked.

“There hasn’t been any special movement from ISLE. It seems like they don’t know you’re gone. What did you tell your parents?”

Hisha mumbled as if feeling guilty.

“I told them I was going on a trip to South America…”

When Hisha disguised himself as Kim Young-soo, Eugene immediately realized he wasn’t Kim Young-soo. But she couldn’t figure out that he was ‘Hisha Ivanov.’ Information about ‘Hisha Ivanov’ was protected by ISLE almost like a state secret.

So, she ran a genetic test, but the result only confused Eugene more. The arrangement was neither human nor Luax’s.

She couldn’t understand what this unfamiliar genetic arrangement meant. And it was natural that she didn’t know. After all, she didn’t know the genetic arrangement of a ‘mixed-blood.’

Finding out that Hisha was ‘Hisha Ivanov’ was more like a lucky guess after seeing the familiar yet strange genetic arrangement that mixed humans and Luax and his resemblance to Ivan Ivanov, the head of the Ivanov clan.

The latter helped a lot. If Hisha had looked a little less like his father, things wouldn’t have gone so smoothly.

“Still, you kept in touch, right?”

When Eugene asked, Hisha nodded. Eugene asked again.

“When was the last time you contacted them?”

“The day before yesterday.”

If it was the day before yesterday, unfortunately, Eugene didn’t have much time. Normally, parents wouldn’t report their adult son missing just because they hadn’t heard from him in a few days, but in this case, they might mobilize the military.

At Eugene’s gesture, Nasiri handed over a postcard. Eugene gave it to Hisha.

“Here.”