Chapter 67: Rewards – 4

Honestly, it’s true that when I threw her onto the bed, other thoughts crossed my mind.

But I couldn’t let myself follow those thoughts.

I didn’t want to rape Vivian.

No matter how much I hated her and how much she annoyed me, I didn’t want to hurt her that badly.

…No, in truth, I didn’t want to hurt her at all.

If it were up to me, I would’ve wanted to treat her with care until the very end.

That was my honest feeling.

But now, I knew that wouldn’t work.

If I just kept protecting her, I’d get nothing in the end.

Vivian made that clear when she prevented me from visiting my mother’s grave.

If I stay still, I’ll just look like a fool.

It was only recently that I made up my mind to ask for some kind of compensation.

Click

I had no intention of giving up on that compensation just yet.

Vivian, standing beside the bed and looking down at me, was frozen still.

Her tightly clenched fist was trembling.

I couldn’t push her further, and all I could do was silently observe her trembling fist.

Was that disgust?

I was scrutinizing her state more carefully than she was aware, but for now, I decided to ignore it.

At this moment, the hatred I felt for her made it possible for me to do so.

She kept interfering in my life, scolding me for my dirty desires, yet pushing me away at the same time…

And calling me a filthy despite my efforts to distance myself from other women…

It just made me angry.

If I wanted to surrender to my desires, I could do so anytime.

I really don’t understand myself.

I hated Vivian enough to want to hit her… but at the same time, I couldn’t resist the temptation of the kiss I’d receive from her.

I was curious about that sensation.

I wanted to know what Vivian’s tongue would feel like.

I wondered what her saliva would taste like.

I also wanted to see what kind of expression she would make.

Even if she showed a face full of hatred, I thought it might be fine in its own way.

Wouldn’t I be able to say “Serves you right” right to her face?

After all, she would have to kiss the lips of someone she hates.

It was a perverse thought, but when it came to Vivian, I was genuinely sincere about everything.

“…Hurry up.”

I urged Vivian.

Unlike before, she replied with a slightly weakened attitude.

“…I said I would do it before the day ends, I never said I would do it now?”

“We agreed you’d do it after treating the wound.”

I said, looking up at Vivian, who was clearly rejecting it.

I sneered at her.

“There’s no moment when delaying like this will improve things.”

“It’d be easier if you just got it over with.”

Vivian frowned.

That made my chest tighten a little, but in a strange way, it was also satisfying.

At this point, even the slight ache she caused felt oddly pleasant.

Vivian shook her head in the end and said,

“…No. I don’t want to do it now. Let’s… let’s do it after we wake up tomorrow—”

“Do you think you have a choice here?”

This room was small.

Even if she tried to run, she couldn’t escape.

The door was right within reach, and Vivian was even closer.

When you let go of power, position, and status… in the end, all that matters is physical strength.

I wasn’t planning to force Vivian to stay, but if things started getting chaotic, I wouldn’t be able to force her anymore… But at least, I would make sure she understood the threat.

I spoke.

“…I’m not forcing you. I saved your life, didn’t I?”

“If it weren’t for me, who knows what would’ve happened to you… Is this really so hard? You agreed to this contract, too.”

Vivian’s fist slowly relaxed.

It seemed like she was starting to realize that I was right.

Looking down at me, she swallowed hard and spoke in a trembling voice.

“…I… I want to do it with someone I love, later on.”

“Shut up.”

The sudden childish words from her ignited a strange anger in me.

Before I knew it, I was clenching my fists, and blood was seeping out of the wound I had recently stitched up.

“…Shut up and do it now.”

I ordered.

“If it was not for me, you’d never meet that ‘someone you love’ in the future.”

Vivian seemed to finally realize she couldn’t escape this situation.

She tried to catch her breath, and then said to me,

“…P-Please, stand up.”

I shook my head, still sitting on the bed.

“You sit in front of me.”

I said, and then paused for a long while.

In the end, the one growing uncomfortable the longer we were trapped in this small room was Vivian.

She hesitated but moved slowly.

Although I was the one pushing, it felt strange that she was now surrendering to me and moving according to my will.

Vivian crouched down in front of me, brushing her hair back.

Her expression softened oddly as she prepared for the forthcoming intimate act.

She adjusted her posture, touched the bed, and shifted around.

Eventually, she frowned and kneeled in front of me.

That action made my heart race.

The proud Vivian was kneeling in front of me.

Of course, for her face to meet mine, this position was the most natural.

I couldn’t understand why she looked so beautiful, kneeling between my legs.

This was a feeling I had trouble admitting, as I had only ever spewed hatred towards her.

But it was the truth.

Now that we had gotten this close, Vivian’s expression no longer had that venomous edge.

It was as if she had shed her armor, her haughty demeanor fading away.

The weak personality of the 13-year-old Vivian, whom I had first met, came through.

Though she was now 16, the girl I had first known had appeared again.

After three or maybe four years, something was about to change in our relationship.

A strange tremor began to fill my chest, but I didn’t want to show it.

I spoke to provoke Vivian further.

“…Show me how well you were taught by that grandmother.”

Vivian flinched and trembled.

“…How do you know that…? And stop pushing me.”

A silence followed.

If Vivian wasn’t going to do anything further, I wasn’t planning to say anything either.

I was ready to stay quiet, even if it was awkward.

We stared at each other for a while.

Maybe she realized I wasn’t going to give up, because Vivian broke the long silence and grabbed my face.

By now, my heart was trembling as if it were about to burst.

The reaction that came from my body was completely different from what I had felt earlier with Serena.

Vivian’s eyes trembled.

I could feel how much she hated it.

Unable to bear seeing it any longer, I closed my eyes.

The last thing I saw was Vivian’s face getting closer to mine as I waited.

-…Kiss.

“?”

After a long wait, Vivian pressed her lips to my face.

But it was different from what I had expected.

There was no stimulation on my lips, but the hot, burning sensation remained on my cheek.

That alone made my heart race, but I couldn’t help but ask.

“…What was that?”

When I opened my eyes, Vivian’s face was full of shame.

“Who asked for a kiss on the cheek? It’s supposed to be on the lips.”

Kiss.

The second time.

Vivian pressed her lips to my cheek again, as if trying to stop me from speaking.

I was stunned, unable to say anything after the second kiss.

I hadn’t expected a second one.

But maybe she thought I would act strangely, because her hand, like a snake, grabbed mine, not letting it move.

Both of my hands were locked in her small ones.

But that action only served as another stimulation for me.

She grabbed my hands tightly, and then, while kneeling in front of me, kissed my cheek.

Just a few years ago, she had threatened to show me a life worse than death.

…But the more I thought about it, the more greedy I became.

This wasn’t the promise we made.

When our lips met, I wanted to see the expression on her face.

I wanted to be the first to see it, more than any other man.

I wanted to be the one to taint and trample her purity for the first time.

“…You’re not a kid, what is this, some kind of game—”

Kiss.

The third time.

But every time I tried to say something, Vivian answered with a kiss on my cheek instead, like a woodpecker.

As if to silence me.

I looked at Vivian’s face.

Her expression was already red, as if it was about to explode.

Her face showed disbelief, as if she couldn’t believe she was doing this to me.

It was an expression I liked, but this filthy greed of mine seemed endless.

When my expression froze, Vivian hesitated again and brought her lips to my cheek.

Her face was full of humiliation, shame, and some emotion I couldn’t name.

Kiss.

The more it happened, the more familiar it became, or perhaps she was trying to persuade me.

She kissed me with more intensity, more deeply, pressing her lips to my cheek.

Left and right, she alternated, showering me with kisses.

“…With just this—”

Kiss.

“…Our promise was—”

Kiss.

“…I killed people for you…”

Kiss.

I was receiving an endless number of kisses.

She acted in such a way that she never touched my lips.

…What annoys me is that her plan is actually working.

Every time she kisses my cheek, my heart keeps melting.

The strange sense of guilt that she fills me with sends chills all over my body.

If a woman did this to a man she disliked, it would only be called submission.

“…K-Kailo…”

Could I have ever imagined that Vivian was this affectionate?

The Duchess of Rondor once said that Vivian’s personality was quite lively, but now it feels like I’m only realizing that.

“…I-I think it’s enough now.”

Vivian pleaded.

With just the two of us, it felt like she was being more honest than before.

“…A kiss… Ah, I still can’t do it.”

Chook

“Just once… just once, please.”

Chook

“…At least not until I’m 18… I don’t want to. I’m just not ready…”

Chook

“…I don’t want to be forced into my first kiss…”

Chook

I finally couldn’t hold it in and burst into a quiet laugh.

Then, I clenched my lonely lips.

I really didn’t know why.

When she’s in danger, I want to protect her, but when she reveals herself to me like this, I want to hurt her.

When I think that all this suffering is because of her… the growing knot in my chest and the ongoing worries, all because of her…

I want her to hurt more.

I hope she stands tall in front of others.

I wish she wouldn’t back down in front of anyone.

…But I hope she shows this weakness in front of me.

I wanted her to submit to me.

Vivian, who hated seeing me happy with another woman’s affection, was acting like she had feelings for me, making me happy instead.

For her to do something she herself had forbidden… it was truly strange.

The happiness from that situation, as perverted as it felt, I couldn’t deny it.

Maybe it was because I hadn’t fully resolved my mother’s matter yet.

This was my personal revenge I was delivering to her.

Her expression remained unchanged.

Every time the candle flickered, her cheeks turned so red, showing how enormous her sense of shame was.

I couldn’t stand that look of disgust she gave me, so I mockingly said.

“Why does that look of disgust look so good on you?”

Vivian, who was about to kiss my cheek, hesitated for a moment.

But she quickly grabbed my hand again and kissed me.

Vivian, who had been playful, could no longer hold back her emotions and said.

“…It’s disgusting.”

I laughed again.

“…That’s exactly why I like it. I’ve said it so many times.”

I was served like that for a while.

Vivian continued, giving me longer and longer kisses on my cheek.