This House Has A Delicious Restaurant - Chapter 2 - Criminal Zerdan (2) - Part 2

It was good that I hadn’t relied on Diswen…

Not only did she have the ability, but she also got caught with a signal-sending necklace. If she was a spy, they should have sent someone more competent.

“Don’t worry. I haven’t killed her yet. Her ability is too valuable, so I plan to try something special.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“I wonder if I can use her ability.”

Zerdan seemed to think I was worried about her, given my frown at Diswen’s incompetence. He reassured me of her safety.

Whether she lived or died didn’t really concern me, but I didn’t show that outwardly. Instead, I focused on what he had said.

Zerdan started walking again, saying he would guide me further, and I followed. It seemed we were in the basement, as moving one floor up revealed the interior of the building.

There was a display of sparkling jewelry and trinkets as if it were a jewelry store. Inside, I noticed the limping middle-aged man I had seen earlier.

Upon seeing Zerdan, the man bowed his head in greeting but frowned when he noticed me following up the stairs.

“What’s this? You’ve got quite the tail.”

“She said she wanted to wash up, so I’m taking her to my room.”

Zerdan answered the man’s question nonchalantly. Both the man and I were surprised by his casual response.

Zerdan was about to head up another flight of stairs when he seemed to remember something and glanced at the displayed jewelry.

He picked up a small, black earring, and the middle-aged man frowned.

“Captain, what are you planning to do with that?”

“I’m going to give it to a lady who has caught my fancy. For now, don’t come up to my room, and don’t torture the other woman. Just keep her restrained. We already know she’s a spy, so I want her body kept as intact as possible.”

“Understood. The necklace we confiscated has been placed in your room.”

From the view outside, it seemed this place was a typical shopping mall. Who would think that a jewelry store was run by a criminal organization filled with murderers?

As I looked around, I caught the middle-aged man glaring at me, and I quickly turned away. It seemed I had been too obvious in my observations.

Zerdan, noticing my actions, laughed and led me to the second floor. This level seemed to be Zerdan’s private living space. When he opened the door, I saw a large room with a bed and a big window, indicating it was a bedroom.

“The bathroom is attached to the bedroom. You can use it.”

“I didn’t expect you to invite me to your bedroom, Zerdan. What should I make of this?”

“Well, as I said earlier, I like you and want to spend some time alone together.”

“My body, you mean? That’s why you told him not to come up earlier.”

Zerdan approached, wrapped his arm around my waist, and pulled me into his embrace.

It seemed he had a particular fondness for my neck and ankles, and now he was also fond of my ears. He gently touched my ear again.

“Miss Moa Ablon, you truly are my type of woman.”

“Thank you for the compliment. I’m glad you like me. At least I won’t be tortured.”

“I generally don’t enjoy torturing women, if possible. I won’t stop others from doing it, though.”

“Is that so?”

He doesn’t usually stop it, but he had just prevented the middle-aged man from torturing Diswen. Zerdan coveted Diswen’s ability.

Zerdan, who had killed his parents to test his abilities. Could he steal abilities, or was there another method? Or perhaps he had a way to obtain the ability while keeping Diswen’s body intact…

“Considering your interest in her mind-control ability, it’s not brainwashing. Maybe you can turn her into a puppet after killing her?”

Right. If that’s the case, then he could have confirmed that he could control people at will by killing his parents. Moreover, there’s a high possibility that he can use the abilities of those he controls.

And a body that’s as intact as possible could be even more useful.

Zerdan stopped moving his hand, which had been touching my ear, at my words. He then resumed touching my earlobe, seemingly unperturbed. Just as I began to think I was wrong, a sharp pain pricked my earlobe. Zerdan had pinned me down on the bed in an instant, now hovering over me. His eyes gleamed dangerously.

“That’s dangerous. Not only do I like your body, but I’m starting to genuinely like you.”

So, I was right.

Zerdan’s ability was dangerous. Although I hadn’t figured out all the limitations yet, it seemed he had the power to turn corpses into his puppets. An ability that suited him well.

As I brought my hand to my still-tingling earlobe, I felt something small. It was an earring.

“That is an accessory that temporarily blocks abilities. One of our members developed it, and it’s quite challenging to deal with unless you possess a very strong ability.”

So, that’s why he believed me so easily when I said I had no abilities. This is how he intended to play it.

Zerdan smirked, his hand moving to grasp my chest. Normally, I didn’t feel much in my chest.

But perhaps it was because I was in Moa Ablon’s body, or maybe it was because the attractive sub-male lead in front of me was touching it.

His rough handling made my chest feel like it was about to burst, but strangely, my heart started pounding harder.

The gentle manner in which he had licked my g*nitals in the basement was gone; now he roughly kneaded my chest. His unrestrained touch excited me.

“Miss Moa Ablon, are you really not a spy?”

His right hand remained on my chest, pinching my n*pple between his fingers.

It hurts.

But it felt oddly good, and I found myself rubbing my knees together. Zerdan, noticing my reaction, pressed lightly on my thigh to prompt an answer.

His weight bore down on my thigh. The weight of a grown man didn’t feel unpleasant.

I covered my mouth slightly and answered.

“Oh, Zerdan. If I said I was a spy, would you kill me right here? I’d pretend to be one if it meant dying from pl*asure.”

“You don’t need to lie for that; I can easily kill you with pl*asure in bed. Miss Moa Ablon, your face looks the same, but your body is honest. You’re aroused.”

Zerdan pressed his thumb firmly against my n*pple, rubbing it. In response, I moved my free hand to his lower body.

“Zerdan, you’re not bad either. You’re already aroused before I even got a chance to play with you.”

Then, I pulled his hand, which had been touching my chest, closer and lightly licked it.

Feeling Zerdan’s gaze on me, I got playful and began to lick, then slowly suck his fingers, as if I were performing f*llatio.

Wrapping my tongue around the two fingers in my mouth, I licked them, making him flinch.

“Hah… You’re driving me crazy. I’ve never been this turned on by a woman before.”

“Mmph…!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zerdan started moving his fingers rapidly inside my mouth, mimicking the motions of intercourse. He thrust his fingers in and out of my mouth with quick movements.

Though I could have opened my mouth to avoid it, I played along with his actions. Whenever he slowed down, I carefully licked his fingers. I could feel him getting even more aroused.

“I’m seriously considering killing you and having s*x with your corpse every day.”

“I respect your unique taste.”

Despite his words about killing me, I responded calmly. Zerdan leaned down and lightly tugged at the buttons on my top. The buttons came off effortlessly.

Though it looked cheap, I hadn’t expected it to come off this easily.

With my chest exposed in an instant, Zerdan placed a light kiss on my cleavage. His lips were warm. Wherever he touched, it felt like a burn.

“If I kill you, I won’t be able to have such pleasant conversations with you, so I’ll restrain myself. And who knows? Maybe you’ll successfully seduce me and escape from here.”

“In that case, I’d better try hard to seduce you.”

I gently pulled his nape closer. He came down without resistance, burying his face in my cleavage and chuckling softly.

He kissed my cleavage, then lifted his head to kiss my lips.