Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

The blood-stained hand reached over and rubbed the tender white of her waist.

He looked at the dry and black blood between his fingers, smearing the white porcelain skin inch by inch.

The light bursting out from the eyes of the God of Darkness was simply extremely exciting.

"It's so beautiful. I really love the feeling of defiling the purity and pulling it into the abyss.

"Baby, your waist is so thin, and your skin feels like cream, just like the one described in the book."

"Get away! Don't touch me!"

It was obviously just the caress between fingers, but it made Erin feel like there were thousands of bugs crawling around her waist.

That kind of creepy numbness was a thousand times more painful than stabbing her.

"Don't touch you? Ha, what a joke."

As if he didn't hear Irene's roaring anger at all, the God of Darkness was even more violent in his eyes,

"That bug, Caroly, can touch you, why can't I touch you?

"In the lounge in the afternoon, you guys kissed me in front of me, which made me half angry to death.

"And at night, you went to the palace with a hickey on your face. You didn't even take me seriously!"

Suddenly grabbing Irene's neck, the God of Darkness came closer and gritted his teeth and said:

"I don't care at all whether you can be kissed or not. Except for your lips, every part of your body will be touched by me.

"Do you still remember the first time you met me? I seemed to be hugging you from behind.

"Let's change positions today. It seems good from the front. Or do you have any good suggestions?"

"Go away!!!"

The moment the man's tall body pressed down, Irene screamed.

The harsh screams were mixed with endless collapse, just like the despair when the soul falls into the abyss.

"Hahahaha!" The God of Darkness laughed out loud as if he had seen something extremely interesting. "Your eyes are already filled with tears. Are you going to cry?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this posture is really good. After all, I was from behind before, so I didn't have a chance to see your expression clearly.

"Looking carefully now, it's really amazing. Your tear-stained eyes look like crystal grapes.

"It really tempts me to have a taste. Are these tears as sweet as juice?"

After saying that, without waiting for Eileen to react, a pair of big hands held her head, and the kiss fell directly on the corner of her eyes.

Being licked by the wet and hot snake letter, Irene's heart suddenly tightened, and she was so frightened that she almost went crazy.

She didn't know where the strength came from, but she broke free from the restraints of her hands and violently pushed the God of Darkness away.

The man's tall body was pushed and staggered.

The ambiguous infatuation was interrupted, and the God of Darkness was not angry. Instead, his eyes widened, even more surprised.

"You still have strength? Without magic power, you still have strength?

"Hahahaha, it's so interesting. Your struggle and resistance are so similar to before!"

With a wave of his hand, all the black threads that bound Irene's body faded away.

The God of Darkness arched his eyebrows, and the smile in his eyes flashed with the strong banter of a cat playing with a mouse.

"Run, since you still have the strength, then struggle to escape.

"But every time you take a step, black threads will appear on the Soul Devouring Formation and wrap around you.

"If you can run out before I finish taking off my clothes, I will give you a small reward.

"But if you can't run out, hey hey, I can't blame you for everything~~"

Without giving Irene the slightest chance to negotiate, as soon as the deep voice fell, the man's hand pulled open his shirt.

The moment the buttons of her shirt fell to the ground, the rationality in Erin's mind also snapped.

She knew clearly that he was deliberately teasing her, and she knew that the so-called 'little reward' he was talking about would not be a good thing.

But when she thought of the wet heat that the snake letter swept across the corner of her eyes, Irene felt her scalp numb and desperately wanted to escape.

But before she could take a few steps, the black thread on the spirit-devouring array quickly wrapped around her.

He finally broke free from the black string on his ankle, and when he stood up, he tripped heavily again.

He stretched out his hand and tore the black thread wrapped around his calf. His tender white palm was scratched, and blood slid down the black thread and dripped on the ground.

The spider-web-shaped soul-devouring array was lit up with blood, giving off a dazzling light.

The originally noble and beautiful woman was now struggling in a messy manner, her face as pale as frost.

The blood splattered on her face, instead of adding a touch of coquettishness to her, instead highlighted a strong sense of brokenness.

It looks like a dreamy butterfly, stuck in a spider web and unable to escape, in a poignant and beautiful state.

The undressed hand paused slightly, and the God of Darkness looked at Irene, a little dazed for a moment.

So beautiful...

His body was shaking, his eyes were filled with tears, blood was leaking out, he was fragile and helpless.

But even so, he is still struggling, resisting, and not giving up hope.

why?

Why do you still desperately rush towards the light despite knowing that you have fallen into the abyss?

Isn’t it good to give up?

Is it so difficult to let the darkness swallow you up, let the silence swamp, and fall into hell?

What's wrong with you?

For tens of thousands of years, there have been so many people begging for mercy from me and clamoring to be their loyal dogs, but I have not agreed.

Why is she so dismissive of herself?

It was obvious that he had saved her life, and it was obvious that he had given her exclusive favor and preference.

He was obviously the man who knew everything, but he didn't regard her as a substitute.

All his deceptions, threats and calculations were just to keep her by his side. Why was she so angry?

Why...doesn't she cherish her feelings at all?

[Elman Hvitsek, so what if you have the power to destroy the world? You don't even know what love is, you are just a pathetic killing machine! 】

The sudden voice in his head made the God of Darkness Snake's eyes shrink sharply, and he froze in place.

who is it?

Whose voice is it?

How could this voice that had been buried in dust for tens of thousands of years sound from the bottom of my heart at this moment? !

"No, no!"

Without any warning, the God of Darkness suddenly roared.

"Go and get it if you want it, rob it if you can't get it, kill everything if you can't grab it, and dominate everything. These are what she taught me. Why do you say this is not love?

"I became bloodthirsty, indulged in lust, and got everything I wanted. I'm so happy!

"Didn't you say that love makes people happy? I understand! I obviously understand!!"

Different from the leisurely and contented days before.

In the words of the God of Darkness, he no longer refers to himself as "my true self".

In those strange snake eyes, the previous cat-and-mouse banter was gone, replaced by overwhelming anger and mania.

Irene tore off the black thread on her calf with all her strength and just wanted to escape. She didn't care who the God of Darkness was talking to.

The moment she ran away, she found that the man who had been standing still, taking off his clothes leisurely, suddenly rushed towards her.