I Have No Intention Of Training The Male Leads - Chapter 16 Part 2

16. Second Time (2)

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Basilio’s body was shaking, even as she spoke.

His face, as he looked at Eve, was one of utter despair, a look of horror, as if he were looking at a monster or a demon.

The corners of Eve’s mouth turned upward in a smooth line.

She was certain that his mind had been broken, that with terror and fear planted in his mind, he would be no more than a stray beast.

It was an unworthy word for a wolf pack leader who commanded the back alleys east of the river.

“Did you touch my stuff? What did you do to them?”

“Ah, ah… I don’t know, I don’t know…. Ugh….”

“You followed William to an abandoned church in the Cheshire district. He said he saw you tailing him there.”

“Uh, huh…. I was just following, ah, please……! I, I really didn’t do anything……!”

“If you’re lying, I’ll make you so happy you’d beg me to kill you. Are you sure it’s not you?”

“Ugh……. Yeah, stop, please……. I can’t, I can’t, I can’t do this anymore…… ugh, ugh, ugh……!”

Eve, who was staring at Basilio’s face, which was made a mess by physiologically leaking tears, fumbled in her pocket and pulled out something, then stepped closer to him.

She grasped the squiggly toy that was lodged inside his hole, twirled it around, and gently pulled it out.

There was a moment of weak relief on the man’s face before his expression hardened again.

“What the hell, what the hell…, it’s not me, I f–cking said I don’t know!”

“Yes, I see now that you’re useless.”

Eve laughed, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she watched his shattered expression.

The oval, rounded, pill-like object in Eve’s hand disappeared into the man’s body in a flash.

Then a milky white toy mimicking the shape of a prostate toy opened Basilio’s back side again.

The thick toy squeaked as it pushed through the wet flesh, and the rest of it slipped out of Eve’s grasp of its own accord, falling back into the hole as Basilio’s muscles contracted.

“No…, I don’t like, heh, heh, heh, heh……!”

“You’re no use to me, and you’ve committed so many other crimes. Just pretend you’re being punished and try to get through it. Hmm?”

“Ha, ah……! You, lie, lying……!”

“I never said I’d stop torturing you if you told the truth. You’re more naive than you look.”

“Yeah, huh, I’ll tear you apart, I’ll kill you!”

“I see you still have some strength left, I can’t help it.”

Eve pressed her thumb firmly against the tiny controller that came with the pill-shaped toy, and soon Basilio’s body began to convulse violently, as if he had been electrocuted.

“Heh, Ahhh!”

“That’s right. Now, Hang in there, till you can.”

It was almost comical to see his eyes roll back in his head and his mouth open and drooling, unable to breathe.

The pill-shaped toy in his stomach, about the size of two fingers, was a wireless rotor she’d developed a year ago after a long discussion with Octavia about wanting a vibrating rotor.

“It’s still in development, so the vibrations won’t last long. I can’t wait to see who’s going to fall out first, the toy or you.”

Eve whispered languidly as she rolled up her sticky, balm-soaked gloves and pulled them off.

From what she could tell, the rotor was a prototype and had only been vibrating for less than ten minutes, so it wasn’t meant to be played with for long, but with Basilio the way he was, he wasn’t likely to last much longer.

“Whoa. Shall we take a break?”

Eve took off her gloves and spun around to address the audience behind her.

The smirk that had been forming on her face disappeared without a trace as she turned.

William, who was watching her leave, smiled back, his face seemed unaffected.

Eve left the torture chamber, and was escorted by William to the guest room, where she showered alone after being battered all day.

The blood that splashed on her body mingled with the running water and slipped down the drain.

The water ran through her hair and trickled to the floor, but Eve was still lost in thought.

The prime suspect caught at the scene had claimed innocence, which meant the second most likely suspect also needed to be interrogated.

However, there was no evidence to convict the second suspect.

‘Besides, he’s a gangster. He can’t even hold an emperor by the scruff of his neck.’

Things just went back to square one again.

Eve, who was standing in the bathroom, without wiping away the water with cotton cloth, came to her senses when she heard a knock at the door.

“Who is it?”

“It’s me, you haven’t come out.”

“I’m done, I’ll come out soon.”

William’s voice came from the other side of the door.

Eve dried herself off roughly, wrapped a cotton cloth around her head, and flung the bathroom door open.

“The, F– cough, no, what the hell.”

“You’ve never seen a woman’s body before, what’s the big deal?”

Eve scowled and stalked out of the bathroom, grabbing a pair of black cotton pants and a soft tunic shirt that were laid out on the bed and pulling them on.

The shirt and pants, which appeared to be off-the-rack, fit Eve’s body without needing to be rolled up.

“Your waist is a bit big. Don’t you have a belt?”

“Still a bit big. Do you want me to get someone to buy one?”

“No thanks. It’s not going to fall off anyways.”

While they chatted, Eve sprawled out on the bed.

Her sharpened senses refused to relax, even as the cold water drenched her body.

Perhaps because of the Mana restraints, her body was not in a very good condition.

Compared to the brief movement of her body, her sensitive state continued..

Her irritation was rising, as if she’d just spent a week dungeon hopping without a break.

Her tired, over-sensitized skin tingled.

Eve squeezed her eyes shut against the rising stress.

She gritted her teeth, pressing hard against her throbbing temples.

“That son of a b–tch. I can’t even kill him.”

“If it bothers you, just kill him.”

“It’s just that I’m not sure that it’s okay to kill him. Otherwise, I’d have done it a long time ago.”

In the midst of her nonchalant responses, Eve suddenly opened her eyes to the sensation of someone climbing onto the bed near her.

She blinked a couple of times before William, who was now on top of her, whispered soothingly.

“It went up.”

“Don’t mess around and go away. I’m not in the mood to play.”

“You’re tired, let me help you.”

“Don’t bother. Why don’t you go away?”

“We don’t even work together anymore, so why do you still push me away?”

Eve clamped her mouth shut.

She remembered that when the man confessed to her, she turned him down, her reason for rejecting his advances were, ‘I don’t do workplace romance.’

Technically speaking, they were no longer in a working relationship.

After some convincing, Eve finally spoke up.

“Can you take me… In?”

“Yeah, I know. Hye-sun told me that you’re into BDSM.”

“What?”

“Everyone told me to watch some, so I learned it.”

The man, whose eyes drooped downward, smiled coyly and whispered, “I just never thought I’d be able to do it like this.”

‘I can’t believe I’ve been exposed.’

Eve thought, and then she leaned in closer, running a hand through William’s long, silky hair.

A faint scent of soap wafted through his dark, navy-blue hair, which had fallen out of his grasp.

“I’m not going to stop even if you cry about it, are you okay with that?”

“Anything you do to me is fine, let me cry.”

“Have your skills improved…?”

“I regretted it a lot. I thought I should have tried it as my coworkers said.”

Their eyes met for a moment at a distance so close they could feel each other’s breath.

He saw the faint conflict in her eyes and didn’t hesitate before leaning down and kissing her lightly on the lips.

Their soft flesh touched briefly, then gently parted.

She saw the faintest hint of nostalgia in his face as he smiled out of the corner of his eye.

It was a familiar look.

“Just try it once, I’m pretty sure I’ve gotten better at this.”

“Be a little less cute. I think I’ll let you get away with it.”

“Mmmm… Noona, it’s my first time behind…?”

“Hahaha! You crazy punk! Why are your choice of words like that?”

“Master, please f–ck my untapped hole.”

“You’ve lost your mind, you sick f–ck!”

“I apologize for my indecent, ahem, body.”

Eve let out an uncontrollable giggle and pushed William’s face into the palm of her hand, and he laughed out loud as well, overlapping the back of her hand covering his face.

After a while of giggling and belly laughing, Eve finally stopped and patted William on the head.

“If you’re really serious then let’s do that later, now’s not the time.”

The man nodded meekly, then slid off Eve’s body and lay down beside her.

“By the way, aren’t you going to ask him about the attack during the hunting competition?”

“That wasn’t him.”

“The body you found at the scene was definitely the works of those wolves.”

“I don’t think it’s just them, and common sense dictates that he wouldn’t be so openly and obviously push a wolf into something that could endanger their entire clan if they got caught.”

“……Is it because it’s all pointing to those wolves as the culprit?”

“Whoever he was, he left a trail of evidence all over the neighborhood that it was the wolves. What could he possibly have gained by putting on such a show?”

Eve, who was still thinking, propped her elbows on the bed and turned to face William.

He looked up after he felt her stir beside him.

“You tell me what you know. How did you know that the Emperor wasn’t crazy?”

“Well. Before I came to possess this body, It turns out ‘I’ was in periodic contact with the Emperor. I burned most of the letters, but there’s some correspondence left, and it’s like he’d try to offer me something, and I’d turn him down, and they’d go back and forth like that. I mean, if he was as completely insane as the rumors say, he wouldn’t have kept in touch for that long.”

“Heh…. For someone who’s so shabby in public, he’s got some serious skills.”

“Plus, Princess Amelia’s been sending people over once in a while lately, though I haven’t met them.”

“You don’t happen to have any private soldiers on your… estate, do you?”

“What, how do you know?”

“How many?”

“About the size of a brigade. They say they’re knights, but I don’t think they’re just any knights. The leader of the knights wields a sword or something.”

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