Chapter 57: A New Nest? A Love Nest!
Soft sounds came from the bathroom, the frosted glass revealing the slender silhouette of a girl.
Lena sat on the bed, the King of Narcissus back on her finger.
Without any cost, the newly adopted little dove had retrieved her treasure, as if it were only natural.
There was no surprise of recovery, Lena simply rubbed the ring with her fingertip, her gray eyes calmly watching Mines cleaning herself in the bathroom… ah, the soap slipped… it seemed the little dove wasn’t quite used to her new nest yet.
“Master, I’m finished washing.”
Mines emerged from the bathroom, holding her feather dress. She had cleaned herself and the soiled dress, so now she stood naked before Lena, unsure what to do.
Lena’s gaze swept over Mines’s body.
Truth be told, Mines was truly beautiful, her natural fragrance the most alluring Lena had ever encountered on a woman.
Aside from her short stature and the scars on her back, she was practically flawless.
Her skin was delicate and radiant, flushed with a healthy glow, her knees and elbows particularly enticing, and her eyes, always downcast with a hint of sorrow, resembled a pet dove, dependent on Lena for survival.
Such people often evoked a strong protective instinct in others, compelling them to serve her…
“Master, should I get dressed?”
“I usually don’t wear clothes at home.” Lena chuckled, like a rogue without a rogue’s demeanor. “If you’re not comfortable, do as you please.”
Mines nodded, putting on her still-damp feather dress, shivering slightly.
“Master’s home is so comfortable, with warm water and a nice bathtub… I hope to see you again tomorrow morning…”
“Have you made up your mind?” Lena stared into Mines’s blood-red eyes, her gaze drawn to the artificial flower headband.
A spider lily in perpetual bloom, just like the girl herself, captivating, disastrous, carrying an ominous beauty of death and separation.
This was the red spider lily, the flower of the other shore, blooming brilliantly, waiting for me, and waiting for you.
“Yes.”
Mines replied softly, bowing to Lena.
Just as she was about to leave, a languid voice stopped her.
“You’re leaving just like that?”
“Ah, Master…”
Lena scooped Mines up into her arms, as light as a feather, even lighter than Lena had imagined.
“How long did it take you to get here, half an hour?”
“Twenty minutes… Master, please don’t do this.”
Mines’s trembling voice betrayed her nervousness, but the expected aversion didn’t come. Even Mines was surprised.
She was sensitive to any physical contact, a fact long established, but Lena’s embrace brought her a strange sense of peace. She hadn’t been treated like this since leaving Cabaliga.
Lena set her down on the soft bed.
“You’ll get it wet!”
“I’ll change the sheets.”
Lena’s assertive tone made Mines hesitate.
After a moment, she chuckled softly. “Are you trying to corrupt me, Master?”
Who are you?!
Lena was startled. The black-haired girl before her seemed like a different person. Lena leaned closer, but it was the same nose, the same eyes, what had changed?
It must be an illusion brought on by lust.
Mm-hmm.
“I mean, at least wait until the rain stops. You just took a bath, running back out into the rain is foolish.” Lena wanted to have sex, but she wasn’t indiscriminate. Being picky was a necessary step. “If you really don’t want to stay, I can have someone send you back.”
“It’s not necessary, Master, I can go alone.”
“Alone? And get drenched again?”
Lena stared intently into Mines’s eyes, as if searching for something.
Mines averted her gaze, backing away until her back pressed against the cold headboard, a soft moan escaping her lips.
Unexpected.
Given Mines’s personality, this wasn’t the kind of sound she would normally make. “I really want to know your profession, what are you hiding?”
“I don’t understand… Master.” Mines blocked Lena’s advance, her slender fingers trembling. “Is my profession really that important to you, Master? I promise I won’t harm your interests, please don’t…”
“Since you won’t tell me, I’ll have to use my own methods.”
Lena must have seemed like a predatory landlord forcing a girl into prostitution, at least that’s how she felt.
Oh ho ho, poor little dove, if you don’t speak up, you’ll be at the mercy of this creepy older woman~
Mm, I can’t wait to see you cry tears of regret while calling me Master~
Click—
The scene froze, as if time had stopped.
Lena slowly moved the gun barrel away from her forehead with one finger, her expression calm and serious…
Can’t we talk things out?!
Don’t you know guns hurt?!
Even at Lena’s current rank, facing a magic gun at such close range would result in serious injury.
So, a strategic retreat was necessary. Lena acknowledged Mines’s quick draw.
“Master… please don’t force me…”
Mines shook her head; she didn’t want to shoot Lena.
Once she fired, there would be no turning back. Pulling out the gun was more of a self-defense mechanism than a threat.
She hadn’t even released the safety…
“What did I force you to do?”
Lena swatted the Desert Eagle-like magic gun away, her voice turning cold. “I hate it when people point guns at me.”
Yes, any kind of gun.
“I’m sorry.”
Mines’s voice was soft and sorrowful. She was reflecting, but she didn’t know if Lena would forgive her.
She would definitely be fired…
Please no…
“My Master…” Mines clutched her chest dramatically, like a sickly maiden on the verge of a heart attack. If one looked closely, they would see that her eyebrows were always slightly downturned, her dignity placed so low that it was hard to dislike her.
“If you’re truly sorry, you should have apologized when you were about to kiss me.”
Lena released her, letting her lie on the pillows to catch her breath.
The fire of lust had died down, Lena’s desires vanishing the moment Mines pulled out that weapon.
“Idiot,” Lena scolded.
“Master.” Mines didn’t know how to face Lena, her long, black eyelashes casting shadows on her face, bracing herself for Lena’s reprimand.
“But since you returned my ring, I forgive you.” Lena flicked Mines’s forehead.
“Ah! Master…” Mines winced, her cheeks flushing, much to Lena’s amusement.
“I barely touched you, don’t act like I bullied you.” Lena rubbed her fingers, leaning against the headboard, now level with Mines. “Are you going back?”
“Yes, my siblings are waiting for me at home, I have to take care of them…”
“Oh? Siblings?”
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