When the Villains Unite - Chapter 11; Part 3
Maybe I should have just accepted them.
You didn’t need to take over the capital’s commercial buildings, you parasites1 i couldnt think of a good insult for capitalists but right here she’s insulting them for being capitalists lmao …
Damian is now trying to turn the Duke’s garden into a rose garden, just like Prince Kane did for Aria. I looked out my window at the dozens of wizards who stormed the manor gardens and turned my head away, trying to ignore this reality.
Letting them know I was pissed was a necessary part of taming the brothers, but it was starting to feel like something that had escalated and was out of my control.
When I didn’t respond despite their several attempts, they must have sensed the gravity of the situation because they no longer continued.
It had been a while since the garden was uprooted, so they should be getting off of work soon.
I went into the bathroom and washed myself once the bathwater was ready. I didn’t know if I wanted the smell of roses on my body or just soap, so I just spritzed some rose perfume in my hair for the scents to blend. I dried off with a large towel and rubbed it in my hair. Then, I put on the one-piece slip hanging inside the bathroom.
I was the one who asked for the lightest one, but it’s like I wasn’t wearing anything, right?
Short is one thing, but this slip was so sheer that the fabric lost its original meaning.
“Mary.”
“…”
“Mary?”
I called out to Mary from inside the bathroom, hoping to get a change of clothes, but there was silence. Had she left the room? She was there until a moment ago…
With no choice, I left the bathroom in my near-naked state. As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom though, I froze in my tracks as a great wave of surprise washed over me.
It was easy to recognize that it was Bellamy who bent down and embraced me by the cool scent that wafted to my nostrils. He held me and ran his hands through my hair, blowing the water away with magic. Then, he buried his nose in the nape of my neck, took a deep breath, and whispered in my ear.
“I missed you.”
Was I being too hard on him?
I was a little taken aback by my brother’s unexpected foolishness, and I almost hugged him back. However, my expression hardened as I pushed him away, and he obediently let me out of his arms.
I took a step back, avoiding his hands as he stared down at me, trying to keep hold of my shoulders.
“Rose.”
“I told you not to touch me.”
The cold words tumbled out of my mouth.
Surely, Bellamy would have remembered what I said this morning, but he still chose to touch me. He was well aware it wasn’t only them who are weak to me, but I am also weak to them. However, I couldn’t back down today. My eight years of acting experience against Count Wright had helped me maintain a poker face, but I couldn’t bring myself to look him in the eye, so I turned away.
In response, Bellamy reached out as if to take my hand, but he withdrew. Then, he leaned down to search for my face.
“Rose, show me your face. Are you angry?”
“…”
“If it’s because of what happened yesterda-”
“I don’t even want to talk about that, so don’t.”
I cut him off before he could say anything more, and his face fell.
I walked past him to the bed, picked up the shawl on the bedside table, and wrapped it around my shoulders. I felt ashamed for being nearly naked in front of Bellamy, even as the mood turned serious. Of course, I would take the shawl off shortly after Damian arrived.
Bellamy didn’t seem to care what I was wearing, though. He walked over to where I sat on the bed, knelt down on one knee, and looked me in the eyes. It felt alien to see him so nervous for the first time.
“Rose, what do you want me to do?”
“… Huh?”
“I’ve been thinking about it all day, but I don’t think I’ll ever know unless you tell me. Tell me, please. How can I make you feel better?”
This is easier than I thought.
I glanced down at the two chairs in front of me as Bellamy willingly threw himself at my feet.
“Sit down because I have some serious things to say to both of you today.”
Bellamy followed my gaze and turned around, noticing the presence of the chairs. He sensed something was amiss, believing the chairs were placed there on purpose.
I grew increasingly nervous as the hour approached. This would be my first time using my newfound knowledge against the Orca brothers, and I wondered if I could act naturally.
While I was distracted, there was a light knock on the door and it opened.
“Sis, I’m back… What are you two doing here?”
Damian, dressed in a white knight’s uniform, held a purple bouquet in his hands. He set the flowers down on the table and casually sat down next to Bellamy. I could tell he was nervous after seeing the seriousness in my and Bellamy’s eyes.
As soon as he sat down, I got into character. I kept my eyes on the end of the bed and fiddled with my shawl as the two men watched.
“Sis, what’s going on?”
Damian asked since I continued to pause, a worried look on his face. I opened my mouth, hoping he would remain seated.
“… I’ve been thinking about our relationship all day today.”
“…”
“Actually, it’s not because of what happened yesterday. It’s because I’m becoming increasingly unsure of myself.”
“… So what are you trying to say?”
“I mean, the relationship between the three of us is too much for me right now. To be honest, it’s hard because I feel like I’m always being pushed around by you and Damian.”
I stood up and watched the Orca brothers’ stunned expressions, never guessing those words would come out of my mouth.
Bellamy quickly tried to pull himself up to his feet as I brushed past them in the chairs.
“Stop, Rose, if you just walk out like this…”
“Don’t look back. If you move now, I’ll never see you again.”
As the Orca brothers tried to grab me as I moved to leave the room, I threatened them and quickly opened the desk drawer, pulling out the prepared items.
Immediately, I grabbed Bellamy’s wrists and handcuffed them. There was an iron ‘clang’ and he became rigid at the weight on his wrists.
I walked over to Damian, too scared to look away, and cuffed him the same way. I stood in front of them with my arms crossed as they looked at me in bewilderment.
“So, now I’m going to flip it around.”
“Sis… What’s this…”
“You’re supposed to call me master now, Dami.”
I may have been smirking at them as if I was confident, but I really was trying to hide my embarrassment.
It was supposed to look natural, but instead, the corners of my mouth twitched and I kept dropping my head lower and lower.
The Orca brothers blankly looked at me and dropped their heads as well. Damian’s shoulder shook and slumped.
The tension in the room became heavier during the silence. I decided to be brazen since I was already embarrassing myself.
When I looked up again, I saw the two men stunned by my words. Bellamy looked relieved, but he kept his mouth firmly shut at my unconventional orders. Damian shrugged his shoulders for a moment, then answered back with an expression showing he was trying to follow.
“Master… ummm… sorry, just a moment…”
“…”
Damian managed to keep a straight expression, but there was a hint of laughter in his voice.
Bellamy seemed to have regained his composure, much to Damian’s dismay as he averted his eyes from mine. Damian couldn’t seem to find it in himself to get into the role he was supposed to play, so as I glared at him, Bellamy spoke up.
“Rose, I understand, so untie me and talk to me.”
“Master.”
Bellamy was clearly uncomfortable as he tried to move his hands, but they were immobilized by the handcuffs. He didn’t seem to like the unfamiliar title though, judging by his lack of response to my firm insistence on calling me master.
Goodness, if they understood the situation, they knew I wouldn’t let them go so easily. Unfortunately for them, I have too much resentment built up to go easy on them.
“You still don’t understand the situation.”
I held out two glass vials of purple liquid in my hands. I popped the caps off the bottles with my teeth and spit them out on the floor. The caps clattered and rolled around.
I raised one of the bottles to my mouth and swallowed the liquid inside. Then, I moved slowly, stepping in front of Bellamy, leaned down and took his chin in my hand, kissed him, and pushed the liquid into his mouth.
The traces of the liquid were sweet and left a hot feeling.
Bellamy glared at me and refused to swallow what I gave him, defending his stubborn attitude. I didn’t think he would drink it so easily, either.
I reached down to stroke the nape of his neck and whispered in his ear.
“Swallow it all, Bell.”
Bellamy’s eyes widened slightly at my words, as he swallowed all the liquid.
In all these years, I had never called him “Bell.” It was always either “brother,” or his full name. Since I was going to be his master, I decided to spare myself all the unnecessary syllables. Not to mention, I’m probably the only person since the Duke and Duchess to call him by his shortest nickname. Whether he liked the name or not, I smiled, feeling good that I am now the only one to say it.
“Good boy.”
I briefly stroked his hair, then I walked over to Damian, who has been intently watching.
He remained silent, sensing the change in mood, unlike earlier when he struggled to hold back his laughter at the first order to be called “master.”
Riding on the high of power I was still feeling, I brought the other vial of liquid to Damian’s mouth and poured it in. He gulped it down without a word, but his face clearly showed his dislike.
“Why aren’t you feeding me by mouth?”
I shrugged off the shawl around my shoulders and tossed it on the bed. Then, I sat on Damian’s lap in just my thin slip. Since the chairs were close together, I crossed my legs over Bellamy’s thighs.
Damian deeply breathed in the scent of roses in my hair as soon as I sat on him. I ran a hand through my long, flowing hair and glared. His eyes slightly fluttered, and he could see my immaculate body under the slip.
I smirked at Damian and lowered my gaze to undo the button on his knight’s jacket with slow movements.
“I think you just said something…”
“No, I didn’t say anything.”
Damian shook his head from side to side and firmly kept his mouth closed. I gave him a little side eye and undid the last button.
Underneath his white shirt, his defined muscles stood out. I traced the line of muscle as I pressed my finger against his shirt. I lifted up one of the legs on Bellamy and stroked his thigh with my foot.
Bellamy’s manhood seemed to have hardened a little more than earlier. The medicine hadn’t fully kicked in yet.
“Ugh…”
My hand grazed Damian’s sensitive spot and I heard a metallic ‘thud’ behind him. I could tell he was frustrated by my insistence on his submission since they had both taken the lead in sex so far.
“I shouldn’t be doing this so soon…”
I took my leg off Bellamy’s thigh and then rose from Damian’s lap. I could feel their eyes on me as I moved about the room.
The Orca brothers harshly exhaled and blatantly watched me, any relaxation in their demeanors disappeared.
The aphrodisiac I held in my mouth for a moment earlier was working, and brought me a rush of excitement, even if it was in small doses. They were both probably more affected by the drug than I was, as they each had to drink a whole vial. I could see the bulge in their pants already.
“You both look so impatient, but I’m not about to reward a disobedient beast…”
“…”
“I’ll give you one last chance, though. Are you sure you won’t let me down this time?”
I innocently smiled at Bellamy and Damian, whose eyes were beginning to soften.
I’m not sure if they’ll hear me in their aphrodisiac-induced arousal, but with their brilliant minds, they’ll know that staying still isn’t a good idea.
“Hah…”
“Come and beg your master, Bell, Dami.”
At the mention of begging, Damian’s eyes lowered. I was surprised to see him take a step back as if in shame because I expected him to be the more brazen of the two.
It wasn’t as if he didn’t want to say “master.” After all, it was Damian who had used the title when he was first tied up…
Is he suddenly shy? No, I don’t think he’s shy, but rather, holding something back…
It was clear that this wasn’t the usual Damian. As they both remained silent, except for the occasional hot breath, I decided to provoke them.
I glanced sideways at Bellamy, who was blushing more than Damian, maybe since he took the drug first. I figured it would be faster if I went for him first.
“Hah… do I have to tell you everything?”
I walked up to Bellamy and tugged at his tie. He looked up at me with eyes that said he would follow me to the end of the earth.
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