This House Has A Delicious Restaurant - Chapter 4 - The Hunters (1) - Part 3

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating my body. Looking down at my prominent figure, I grasped my chest once.

“I dressed like this, and Bella didn’t even react? Is he impotent?”

“Indeed. These beautiful n*pples are fully visible.”

A large hand covered mine, and I felt the warmth of someone behind me.

I found myself in someone’s embrace. Shocked, I tried to turn around, but a large hand grasped my n*pple and twisted it lightly.

Every nerve in my body stood on end. I trembled from the pain and excitement, and a voice whispered in my ear.

“Ms. Moa Ablon, we meet again.”

“Zerdan…?”

How the hell did this man get here?

I hadn’t heard the door open, and there was no one in the room when I entered. Yet, when I turned around, there he was, with a handsome face that perfectly hit my type, smiling softly.

Dark hair and golden eyes like Obella, but Zerdan exuded a more dangerous and seductive aura overall.

“The Queen of the Opera was tempting, but letting you go would be such a waste. So, I planted Khan’s shadow in yours.”

He lightly kissed me, then pushed my disheveled hair behind my ear and stroked my face.

“Your ability is quite cute, you know? The thought of you using that against us is impressive.”

He spoke in a tone one might use to praise a child.

Shadow.

I suddenly recalled Khan’s ability to produce an axe from the shadows.

So, it was Khan’s ability.

From Zerdan’s words, it was clear he had been using my shadow for some time, overhearing my conversations with Anise and Luke.

It was over.

Resigned to my fate, I let myself go limp and leaned against Zerdan. He held me from behind.

To an onlooker, we might have looked like lovers tenderly embracing by the window, gazing at the moonlight. The reality was far from it.

“You’re giving up faster than I expected. Aren’t you afraid of dying?”

“I’m not afraid of dying.”

What I hated was the thought of having to start over if I couldn’t clear the game. It was Moa Ablon who would die, not the real me.

But he had no way of knowing that. Honestly, it seemed reckless for him to show up alone at the enemy’s stronghold, but given his personality, he must have had some sort of safety measure in place.

“Not afraid of dying, huh? Your words seem sincere, and I like that. Moa Ablon, I won’t kill you. Not yet.”

He grabbed my chest and lifted my chin with his other hand.

Then he kissed me. Slowly, deeply. His lips touched mine, his tongue entering my mouth and touching mine.

I found myself wanting to reciprocate his smile, but pain shot through as he lightly bit my tongue.

“I’ll let you live. I like your body, your responses, your actions, and everything you’ve shown so far. And you enjoy mixing bodies with me, don’t you?”

“I can’t deny that.”

“Neither can I. So stay alive for now, my lady. Don’t die until I decide to end your life. Live here as my puppet.”

“Are you asking me to spy for you?”

I hadn’t anticipated this proposal. What if I told Obella everything when Zerdan disappeared?

Sensing my thoughts, Zerdan smiled reassuringly. His smile was still enough to make my heart flutter.

“Go ahead and ask Bella for help. If it comes to it, I’ll just kill you. You said you’re not afraid of dying, so I’ll make sure you get a taste of torture. Don’t worry, I’ll keep you alive with some medical treatment and serve you meals. Fresh ones… like Bella, the Queen of the Opera, or that little child’s flesh.”

This time, his smile was terrifying.

Right, I kept forgetting that this place wasn’t real and that Zerdan is a criminal, a man who kills without remorse.

“…Should I try to hold back my screams?”

I turned around and wrapped my arms around Zerdan’s neck, smiling. He laughed, pleased with my sudden change in demeanor. He knew me well.

If he hadn’t threatened me with Anise or Luke’s lives, I wouldn’t have been able to move a muscle.

“Don’t worry. This space is isolated, so Bella won’t sense or hear a thing.”

He lifted me, his large hands supporting my bottom, and his erect*on pressed against my entrance. It was hard and hot.

He had me in a position where I looked down at him, his face nestled between my br*asts as he looked up at me mischievously.

He smiled with his eyes.

“Bella would be furious if he found out. Walking in here so easily as if it were just a stroll.”

“It’s my first time coming in. I didn’t feel the need before.”

His breath was hot against my chest. Though his actions and thoughts were cold, his body and breath were always warm.

A soft kiss echoed in the room.

Our lips hadn’t met, so that sound came from him kissing my chest, which was barely covered by my clothes.

“So, what changed your mind today? Did you come to threaten me?”

“More like… to punish my little lady?”

One hand that was supporting my bottom moved slowly. Soon, his hand was on my s*x, making me shiver involuntarily.

With my legs wrapped around his waist, my s*x was fully exposed. I still had my underwear on, but his fingers were rubbing against it, heating it up. He seemed intent on making both of us hot.

“Are you jealous, Zerdan?”

“Not jealous. You’re not my possession. But I don’t feel like sharing a hidden gem with anyone else.”

“Ooh.”

I tightened my grip around his neck. His fingers were pressing hard against my underwear.

The thin fabric tried to hold back, but it was already soaked, allowing me to feel every contour of his fingers.

“I feel like that seems like jealousy to me?”

I whispered with a slight smile, pulling Zerdan close. As he lightly nibbled on my ear, Zerdan didn’t deny it.

To a third party, we might appear affectionate lovers. But the reality might be different.

“If the lady desires, we’ll call it jealousy. It’s a simple request for a regular.”

His hand pushed aside my underwear and slid inside. The tight space made it a bit awkward for his large hand, but his teasing tone made me weak. His fingers slipped in again.

“That’s quite a favorite, huh, though a little rough the way it comes in there.”

“Is it?”

Zerdan responded with a natural expression as if he didn’t know.

An annoying person. We’d been lenient because were pretty and handsome.

He kissed my chest again. This time, it was a bit deeper than before.

His heat rose gently on my chest. Seeing the mark he’d left on my chest, I kissed him. Our lips intertwined and our tongues touched inside our open mouths.

He withdrew his fingers and hugged me, slowly stepping away. He sat me by the window. Sitting by the window, my vision caught a glimpse of a man shimmering in the moonlight.

His black hair wasn’t as glamorous as Bella’s radiant blonde, but it suited the moonlight, and his golden gaze on me was more beautiful than that moonlight.

He was a beautiful man. He didn’t love me, and I didn’t love him, but that was okay. It wasn’t like we wanted love from each other anyway.

“Will you be jealous if I do it with Bella?”

“Well, I don’t know about anyone else, but if it was Bella, I might feel a little bad.”

That wasn’t jealousy towards me, but emotions for not liking Bella.

It was an honest answer. And I liked it. He said that our relationship was like being alive but that he wouldn’t oppress my freedom.

Is it not a good condition? I liked being with a charming man like Zerdan.

“I’m curious about Zerdan’s face when he’s feeling bad, but right now I’m more curious about Zerdan’s face when he’s excited.”

I sat by the window and stretched out one leg. When my leg reached toward him, Zerdan stepped back a step. The intention was to take care of his p*nis with my leg, just like last time.

However.

“I’m the same, Moa Ablon.”