I Have No Intention Of Training The Male Leads - Chapter 1 Part 5

01. A Beaten Man (5)

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Eve visited Alberic at a reasonable hour, and as soon as she was ushered into the parlor, she was stunned, though not in a bad way. The table was already set with tea, and Alberic was sitting in an armchair with his back to her, sipping his tea in silence.

The maid who had been waiting to pour the tea slipped out of the room, as if Eve’s entrance had been frightfully prearranged. Inside the parlor, only one servant, a burly man who didn’t seem fit to serve tea, stood guard behind an unoccupied armchair. Eve’s senses sharpened as she sat down across from Alberic.

‘They’ve sent away all the maids, even the guard at the door. Is he going to lay a hand on me today?’

No one would be able to hear any noise from the inside. She doesn’t know what purpose he had in having them all sent away with only one servant left, but it probably wasn’t a good one, Eve thought as she stared at Alberic.

“You’re late, Evelyn.”

“I apologize.”

“In the future, please try to be here at three o’clock.”

“Yes, brother.”

Eve replied lightly and looked down at the table. Either he didn’t enjoy tea, or he didn’t think it was necessary to serve it, but the table was set with only fine china. Even Eve’s teacup was empty.

Without hesitation, Eve picked up the teapot and filled hers. Alberic wiggled his eyebrows at her bold move, but didn’t speak. In the silence, Eve lifted her teacup and sipped her tea, then raised her head to face Alberic. Once again, her unflinching gaze made Alberic’s brow furrow for a moment.

“I don’t know what Madame taught you…….”

“I learned a bit about social etiquette, table manners, and tea ceremony etiquette, but I don’t really remember much.”

“Your tea ceremony etiquette is pretty poor, and your table manners are probably the same, so you’ll have to relearn them all. What the hell did you do all those years?”

“You’re being naive, brother. Do you really think the Count would have let me get a proper education?”

Eve’s words cut straight to the heart, and for a moment Alberic remained silent, staring at her, as if trying to gauge her thoughts, but he soon dropped his piercing gaze and brought his teacup to his mouth, and Eve followed suit, sipping her tea. After a while, their conversation resumed.

“You’re delusional, Evelyne. You are a person of Vermell now, no matter how filthy your upbringing was. That means you are obligated to learn the dignity and demeanor that comes with being an honored guest of a count. If you can’t even do that, you are no better than the lowly beasts out on the streets.”

“Aha…….”

“Well, we’ll have to start by fixing that rude tone and demeanor of yours. You’re quite spoiled for a guest, and I’m sure learning to be obedient will cure you of that.”

“How are you going to teach me to obey?”

“Derrick.”

Alberic gave no answer to Eve’s question. In an instant, the burly man behind her grabbed her arm and yanked her out of the chair. Without much of a struggle, Eve was led to the man.

“You’re about to find out.”

Alberik replied in a lazy voice, pulling himself to his feet and leading the way. Eve followed behind, feeling uncomfortable with the servant’s strong grip on one arm and shoulder, and soon found herself in a small private study connected to the parlor, where she watched Alberik turn a few books in order. Then, as he pushed it back to a heavy bookcase, it slid back in an instant, revealing a hidden room within. It was a windowless chamber. Alberic stepped into the chamber with a sense of familiarity.

The room was familiar to Eve, too. It was where Eve was first taken when she was punished by Alberic, and it was also where she would be locked up in the bad ending of Alberic’s route. As Eve’s steps slowed to a trot, she felt another urgent push from behind.

She was pushed into the chamber by the servant and forced to kneel in the center of the room with her hands pinned behind her back and her feet in the dirt. Slowly, her patience was wearing thin. Eve’s expression grew harder and harder.

“What are you thinking, brother?”

“Evelyn. I just thought I shouldn’t let your impatient demeanor go unchallenged.”

“Are you going to hit me?”

“Sometimes corporal punishment is necessary to tame an unruly beast.”

“Necessary?”

“I want you to get yourself in shape as a nobleman as soon as possible.”

Despite the hardness in his voice, his eyes held a strange heat.

This untamed pervert. Cursing under her breath, Eve watched the servant tie her wrists together with straps and went out of the chamber.

The door to the bookcase closed behind him. Perhaps he didn’t want anyone else to see him fulfill his desires, but it was just as well.

Eve carefully twisted her wrists, deliberately forcing them to overlap to create a gap, and as she twisted her arms this way and that, she managed to create a small gap between the straps.

“It’s no use trying to escape, the door won’t open until I order it, so stay put and don’t be a nuisance.”

“My brother isn’t going to beat me if I stay quiet, is he?”

“I see you’re still up for it……. Good, I can’t wait to see you crying and begging.”

Alberic smiled, the corners of his mouth twitching. The way he lifted one corner of his mouth, as if to mock her with his beauty, was very convincing, but one should not be fooled by appearances. He was a cannibalized flower. Alberic pulled out a thin bundle of ash from the wall, seemingly completely off guard.

As soon as he was in range, Eve shot up and punched him in the face with her fist. The blow sounded like a thud. Alberic didn’t even make a sound as he crumpled to the ground. As if the restraints weren’t enough, Eve’s kneeling position was now free of the straps that bound her wrists.

‘That’s a good one. This is going to make him breathless.’

Just as Eve thought, Alberic collapsed to the floor, wrapped in his robe, curled up in a ball, coughing painfully as if he were choking. Eve stepped in front of him, barely able to catch his breath, and grabbed him by the hair, jerked him backwards, and lifted him up.

Looking down indifferently at Alberic’s pale face as he gaped open, unable to swallow, Eve thought to herself, “Pretty boy is pretty even when he’s drooling,” and placed her foot on his kneeling thigh, crushing it. She had purposely worn the only shoe she had with a pointed heel, so it was going to be painful.

“Kuheok, keok…! W, what…”

“I agree, sometimes a spanking is necessary to tame a spoiled beast.”

“Kuheok……. T, this……. Huk…….”

“Brother, I’m talking to you now.”

Kuek. Her foot pressed against his thigh. At the same time, a pained groan burst from Alberic’s mouth. Eve’s expression remained impassive.

“You’ve set it up just right. A corporal punishment room, a torture chamber, whatever this is……. Did you really want to torment your only cousin to this extent?”

“Kuek……. Hands, get your hands off……!”

“Don’t be cocky and just answer what I ask. By the looks of this place, it’s not even newly built. How long have you been doing this, dragging people in here and beating them up, did you even kill them?”

If the game’s storyline is to be trusted, there were some maids who died here from time to time, albeit unintentionally, after enduring severe beatings. As if her suspicions were correct, Alberic suddenly clamped his mouth shut and said nothing.

“You are an asshole. No humanity…….”

“They were just maids …… at best.”

“Yeah, okay. Anyway, you deserve a beating today.”

Smirking at Alberic’s unapologetic excuse, Eve took a handful of his hair and held it with more force before whispering in his ear.

“You actually like being spanked.”

“……!”

“I know, Brother, and you were actually hoping for someone to take your breath away and spank you without mercy, weren’t you?”

“That……. Such, absurd……!”

“When you saw the maids being beaten, you were actually imagining yourself being beaten instead.”

“Nonsense!”

“Stand, you pervert.”

Eve’s giggle, as she whispered sweetly in his ear, made Alberic’s face go white, then red again. A small tear pooled at the corner of his eye behind his raised cat-like eyes, and he struggled furiously to break free of Eve’s grasp, his chin dripping with shame.

But despite his reddened and humiliated face, one thigh of his pants was showing a slight bulge. With a grin that mimicked the sneer Alberic had shown her earlier, Eve pulled off his thin silver-rimmed glasses that had slid down his sharp nose and tossed them haphazardly, then brought the back of her hand down hard on his cheek. The slap was so hard that his head would have snapped back if she hadn’t been holding his hair. The sound of harsh friction echoed through the chamber, and Alberic’s writhing stopped at once.

“You need to behave yourself, don’t you realize what’s going on here?”

“You, you…….”

“You’re even more clueless than I thought. I didn’t think it would be this easy either. You really do live behind a desk, don’t you, Alberic?”

Eve smirked, shifting the foot that had been crushing his thigh and placing it on the opposite thigh. It was a subtle nudge. Alberic’s face stiffened at once.

“Oh, no. You pretended not to, but you must have gotten off on being spanked by your younger cousin.”

“Ugh, keuk…….”

“It’s nice that you’re obedient.”

‘It’s spectacular, it’s magnificent, so my score is four stars. His style isn’t my cup of tea, but I’d eat three meals of him just for the stare.’

Eve continued to stomp her foot from side to side, squeezing his thigh. Unaccustomed to fighting, he hadn’t thought to strike back at her as she had done so, but instead had remained bound and shivering at her feet.

He seemed terribly vulnerable to the pain inflicted on his body, perhaps because he hadn’t been exposed to direct violence since childhood. Eve felt Alberic’s strong grip on her arm gradually slacken.

“How does it feel? Does it hurt? Does it just hurt? Any tingling sensations going up and down your spine?”

“No, let go…… please…… please…….”

“Haha, f**k you. Only answer when asked.”

“Hmph, ugh……. This…… Evelyn, take this…….”

“I’ve always wanted to slap you. Did you enjoy picking on little girls with no backbone, bullying them and trampling on them, as they beg for their lives?”

“W…… wrong…….”

Tsak!

His head snapped up with another harsh grinding sound. This time his mouth was open, and it must have been torn open. Eve looked down coldly into the man’s blue eyes as they flickered with the horror of violence. Red blood was leaking from his busted lip.

“Ah……. Aah…….”

“You’re quite a cutie, I’m sure those women were crying and begging for forgiveness just like you are.”

“What the hell…… are you doing to me……!”

Eve looked down at the sobbing, screaming Alberic and recalled his “trauma.” The tutor in charge of young Alberik was a man from the fallen aristocracy, a man driven by inferiority complexes, who took pleasure in manipulating boys from noble families and inflicting harsh punishment on them, taking advantage of their pride in their nobility and their unwillingness to reveal to others the injustices they suffered.