Chapter 36: It’s time for your medicine, Young Master
The mere concatenation of words and phrases is enough to infer a dreadful truth. And An’s current actions do not indicate in the slightest that she is the harmless maid as Muen had earnestly believed.
She is far more terrifying than Muen could have imagined.
“Don’t worry, Young Master, I won’t harm you for the time being,” An said. “As long as you behave and stay here.”
“Behave… and stay here?”
“That’s right, stay here.”
A great joy flickered in An’s eyes.
“Then we’ll be together forever.”
“Forever? How is that possible?”
Muen understood An’s meaning, but precisely because he understood, he couldn’t accept it:
“Are you planning to imprison me for the rest of my life?”
“I don’t have a choice,” An showed a slightly regretful expression. “If the plan had gone smoothly and both your body and mind were under my control, I wouldn’t have to resort to such extremes. But the plan failed.”
“…”
“I actually can’t understand why it failed. There hadn’t been any issues for the past ten years, but suddenly, Young Master, you seemed to have changed completely.”
An widened her eyes, staring intently at Muen, as if trying to uncover any trace of deception from him.
“You became brave, ambitious, humble, and courteous. You cared for the sick maid, greeted guests respectfully, and even spent entire days in the library that you never bothered to enter before. Young Master, please tell me, what caused such a drastic change in you all of a sudden?”
“Could it be that you’re not the Young Master at all?”
Muen’s heart skipped a beat.
His intuition told him that he wasn’t truly Muen Campbell. If this truth were to be exposed, he might indeed be killed by An on the spot.
So, he forced a smile and explained, “Maybe… this is just growing up, isn’t it? Aren’t all men like this, suddenly growing up overnight?”
“Is that so?” An tilted her head.
“Alright, you indeed are the true Young Master, I’ve confirmed that much.”
An licked her lips, as if savoring the taste of a moment ago.
“So, since I can’t have full control over the Young Master’s body and mind, I’ll have to settle for second best.”
An gazed at Muen, and in her eyes, dark desires flowed once again, as if they were ready to engulf Muen entirely.
“At least, I will ensure that you, Young Master, will always stay by my side.”
…
…
“Let go of me!”
“You can’t do this, it’s a crime!”
“I am the son of a duke, An, you must understand the consequences of your actions!”
“Even if you have my body, you will never have my heart!”
Upon realizing that An truly intended to imprison him for life, Muen began to struggle in terror. He yelled, threatened, tempted, and even pleaded with An, but she remained unmoved.
“Give up, Young Master. Your heart, ever since you uttered those words about letting me go, I’ve long stopped hoping for it. So, everything I’ve done is simply to fully and forever possess your body,” An smiled.
“Do you really think you can possess my body?” Muen, having exhausted all methods, scoffed, “Let me tell you the truth, I have no desire for a woman as twisted as you!”
“Is that so?” An smiled faintly.
Then she stood up, her smile fading away.
Once again, she regained her composure, her expression icy. However, her hands slowly began to undo the buttons of her blouse.
As each button was undone, An’s ample, fair, and rounded assets, no less alluring than Selicia’s, burst forth like a wild beast breaking free from its cage, invading Muen’s field of vision.
“Ah…”
Muen sucked in a sharp breath.
The maid.
Expressionless, she removed her garments.
The captivity play.
No, too many elements, too stimulating… oh, no, too infuriating. Is this what a dignified maid should do?
“Oh my, Young Master, you don’t seem to be as you claim,” An lowered her head, staring at a certain part of Muen’s body, then suddenly giggled.
She leaned down, slipping one foot out of her shiny little shoe, then lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands, raising her foot wrapped in black silk, slowly pressing it towards a certain part of Muen.
“Uh…”
“How about it, feeling comfortable?”
“Comfor… No… Damn it… I won’t give in!”
Although this scene does stir up one’s blood, especially with those black silk stockings, Muen never expected that An would hide such a weapon under her long maid’s dress!
A maid in black silk stockings, who could resist that!
But Muen was determined not to surrender!
Being forcefully subdued by Selicia was one thing, but he couldn’t tolerate his dignity being trampled upon like this again!
“No matter what you say, I won’t give in so easily this time.”
“In the name of all the gods and buddhas in the world, I command you to stop!”
“Get away from me!”
Muen tightly shut his eyes, refusing to look at those stirring scenes, while continuously shouting strange incantations in an attempt to drown out An’s seductive voice.
At the same time, in his mind, he imagined the sensation in that area as the painful friction of wearing too tight underwear while having to run a thousand meters during gym class.
Under this multi-layered self-hypnosis of visual, auditory, and sensory distractions… could it actually be working a little?
“I underestimated your willpower, Young Master,” An frowned as she felt the obvious change in the sensation under her foot.
“It seems I’ll have to use some special methods.”
Huh?
Special methods?
Muen curiously opened his eyes slightly and saw An reaching into the deep cleavage of her chest, pulling out two small, sparkling glass bottles.
God knows how those glass bottles got stuck in such a place, with that elasticity…
No, now is not the time to think about that.
Muen looked at one of the glass bottles containing a red liquid, suddenly feeling a very bad premonition.
This thing… looks familiar.
“Fortunately, it wasn’t used up earlier.”
An shook the glass bottle, watching the red liquid inside sway like blood, suddenly revealing a smile of having everything under control.
“Is there… evil dragon’s blood in there?”
Trembling, Muen asked, looking at the red liquid in the bottle.
“I didn’t expect Young Master to know about evil dragon’s blood,” An replied.
“That’s right, this is a sedative laced with evil dragon’s blood. It’s the same one that was put in the red tea earlier.”
“Then… this one here, could it be a powdered dragon’s tongue?”
Muen looked at the white powder in the other glass bottle, his voice trembling slightly.
“Young Master knows about this too?”
An licked her lips, her eyes teasing.
“In that case, the Young Master should know what I’m about to do, right?”
An deftly mixed the two substances together, creating a pink, obviously ominous concoction.
She brought the potion to Muen’s lips and whispered softly, “Come on, it’s time for your medicine, Young Master~”
She brought the potion to Muen’s lips and whispered softly, “Come on, it’s time for your medicine, Young Master~”
Just surrender to her obediently ! hahaha