Quick Travel: Redeem the Villain

"Don't you know who I am? How dare you stop me?"

A man's voice sounded outside.

"I don't care who you are." This is the voice of Levin, the weekend bodyguard.

Levin did not move to make way, but stood straight, like an insurmountable mountain, firmly blocking the door. His eyes were burning with anger, and he stared fiercely at the man with blue pupils standing in front of him. The man was fat, and his short legs seemed to be unable to support the weight of his body. His face was greasy.

"I was invited by the Queen to cultivate my relationship with the little prince!" The man stared at Levin with an angry expression on his face. His voice was full of threats and dissatisfaction. He felt that he was being treated coldly.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the man pushed Levin aside with force, then raised his foot and kicked the door hard.

As the door was kicked open, he quickly rushed into the room.

When he saw Weekend with long blonde hair and wearing a silk nightgown, his eyes immediately became red and he rubbed his hands together with a drooling face.

What a beauty! The queen did not lie to me.

She ran away on weekends with her arms open and her eyes wide open, shouting, "Your husband is here~"

He licked his mouth, and there was a trace of glittering saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, as if the saliva would drip down at any time. His eyes revealed a kind of greed and desire, like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time seeing food. His face was full of greasiness.

At this moment, a flash of cold light suddenly appeared, and an extremely sharp sword blade slashed across the greasy man's neck. In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and the greasy man's head rolled down, with a look of astonishment on his face, and fell to the ground, separated from his body. His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen God before he realized what had happened.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh—” Weekend screamed.

With a gloomy face and cold eyes, and a sharp aura, Keles walked quickly towards Weekend, stood in front of the shouting Weekend, and looked down at him condescendingly.

He was filled with rage and wanted the weekend to be his own immediately.

Take a deep breath and calm yourself down.

“Don’t be afraid.” Keles said softly, stretching out his arms and hugging Weekend tightly in his arms.

Weekend's body was still shaking and his face was as pale as paper. He was obviously frightened by the scene just now.

Keles patted Weekend's back gently and comforted him, "It's okay. This disgusting guy will never come to harass you again."

He glanced at the corpse on the ground and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

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As Keles soaked in the warm bath, his mind was occupied by a person. He imagined Weekend's weak look when she cried, and that helpless look made people feel pity; he also imagined Weekend looking up to him to please him, like a cute kitten, making people want to touch his head; more importantly, he also imagined the scene of spending passionate moments with Weekend, the two of them making love, enjoying the harmony of each other's body and soul. These beautiful fantasies filled his mind, making him immersed in them.

……

After taking a shower, Keles walked out of the bathroom, his hair dripping with water. He had a towel wrapped around his waist, his upper body was bare, revealing his strong muscles and perfect body lines. While wiping his hair, he walked towards his big bed.