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Capítulo 4: Devil in the Castle

Editor: Atlas Studios

Ye Ling narrowed his eyes at her dangerously. The well-behaved little kitty had suddenly decided to raise its sharp claws, and give him a taste of its razor-edge teeth. How refreshing. Her face became vividly clear in his mind. He no longer had to rely on her scent to remember her.

"Trash, it's just trash." Ye Ling repeated coldly. He took one of the sketches and a pen beside him. On her original work, he made some rough lines, altering it within minutes. An eye-catching design appeared on the paper, completely transformed from its previous form.

Although it was just a quick sketch, it was outstanding.

The simple blood-drop necklace she had designed now seemed voluptuous and full of life after Ye Ling's casual editing. He had used a crescent moon to hold the drop of blood. The simple lines he drew were more skillful, sophisticated, and of an exceptionally higher level than those drawn by Shen Qianshu.

"You…" Shen Qianshu marvelled at her ordinary design which had been casually brought to life by a few strokes of talent. She wouldn't have believed he was actually so gifted! Completely disregarding any personal integrity and forgetting her earlier outrage, Shen Qianshu clasped her hands together and said brightly, "Senpai, teach me please!"

"No, you're ugly!" Ye Ling rejected Shen Qianshu heartlessly, cutting her off without a thought.

Shen Qianshu stared at his back and stuck up her middle finger.

You just look good. What's the big deal!

Since Shen Qianshu discovered that Ye Ling was so talented at jewelry design, she intentionally revealed some of her sketches around him, hoping to receive some constructive feedback. Most of the sketches consisted of rough lines and concepts.

Whenever Ye Ling was in a good mood, he would provide some guidance with a word or two. Whenever he was in a bad mood, he would instantly tear her drafts apart without mercy. Shen Qianshu would immediately drag him to lie down and give him a massage to alleviate him. Once when she was massaging him, Ye Ling seemed to be overcome by the pain and his body stiffened up like a piece of brittle rock. Seeing that his rigid body refused to loosen up, Shen Qianshu racked her brain, then softly hummed a gentle melody. The tune was soft and light, and miraculously, Ye Ling relaxed.

Since then, whenever Shen Qianshu massaged him, she was made to sing. Massaging all day long like this, her mouth was dry and her arms were stiff and sore. It was simply agonizing.

I strongly demand for a pay raise!

Nights in Paris always came slowly.

Shen Qianshu experienced her first gloomy day in Paris.

According to the weather forecast, a storm would approach at night.

The moment the clock turned to six in the evening, the sky started to darken to a threatening pitch black—ominous and heavy. Shen Qianshu prepared the meal and brought it upstairs. Ye Ling sat by the window as always, looking like a statue as he stared into the dark sky. These days, conversations between the pair had increased. Although they were sometimes awkward small talk initiated forcefully by Shen Qianshu, the words exchanged were no longer as few and sparse as that of a month ago.

"Master, there will be a thunderstorm tonight. I'm afraid of potential delays, may I leave earlier today?"

Ye Ling gave no response or any indication that he had heard her at all. He continued to stare outside through the window. Shen Qianshu put down the plates gently and sensed that Ye Ling was in a terrible mood and had been holding it in. There was a surge of violence in the air, Shen Qianshu could feel a thick, tangible tension all around that she couldn't explain, and this made her somewhat fearful.

He was like a great devil that floated in the darkness.

"Master, I'll take my leave now."

Shen Qianshu left the castle hurriedly. It had been almost two months since she had started working here, and she had never spent a night in the castle, always leaving before the day broke. She still remembered Butler Luther's warning clearly: At night, there seems to be a devil in the castle… Recalling those words, Shen Qianshu walked faster towards the public bus stop.

The atmosphere was stiff and cold. Her heart palpitated wildly.

The castle was located was on the far outskirts of the town. Every day, she had to walk a distance of two kilometers by foot before she could reach the bus stop. Usually, she came early and left early. She treated it as a form of exercise.

However, today, when she was halfway to the bus stop, there was a sudden streak of lightning and intense rumblings of thunder. The sky darkened threateningly, as though signalling an unrelenting downpour of heavy rain. Shen Qianshu turned around and took a quick look towards the castle. The lone castle that stood in the middle of the woods was the only house around.

"I'll just stay for a little longer… What can go wrong?"


Capítulo 5: My Tender Tyrant

Editor: Atlas Studios

Lightning and thunder tore at the skies relentlessly. No one knew if there would be a public bus at all, given the turbulent conditions. It was definitely too dangerous for a woman like her to walk mindlessly through the forest in this weather. Shen Qianshu returned to the castle. It had begun to pour before she had even reached the entrance, soaking her to the bone.

Streaks of lightning intertwined with the thunderous roaring of the sky like a dangerous song; the rain falling torrentially without a care.

Shen Qianshu tried her best to make as little noise as possible as she entered the castle. She lightly picked up a towel and dried her hair with it. Afterwards, mindful of the mess she had made, she changed carefully out of her drenched clothing and into a set of dry pajamas before she hung the wet items up to dry.

The castle was completely silent. The darkness was like a black void and it was difficult to see in the absence of any source of light.

She had never spent a night in the castle. She never knew that in the night, the castle lamps would remain unlit. Where is Ye Ling?

What is he doing?

The thunderstorm raged on for two hours and the sky was pitch black. Shen Qianshu was about to switch on the lamp when a roaring sound came from upstairs. It sounded like growls from a wounded beast. Straight afterwards, a series of intense shattering and heart-pounding vibrations could be felt. It sounded like destruction personified.

Shen Qianshu was terrified.

She suddenly had a hazy recollection of something strange in the back of her mind. The layout of Ye Ling's room changed every single day. All the furnishings in the room seemed to appear only once. They were always replaced by something new the next day.

The growling became louder and louder. She could vaguely make out Ye Ling's voice but it seemed to be a much lower pitch than the voice she knew.

Although Ye Ling was bad-tempered and raged often, he had a high degree of self control. She had never seen him in such a violent state. Shen Qianshu was fearful yet extremely worried, her fingers twitching in anxiety. What's wrong with her? The shattering sounds coming from the level above were intensifying. It seemed as though a great beast was trapped in the castle.

Shen Qianshu's worry for Ye Ling surpassed her fears and she rushed upstairs immediately without another thought.

"Master, what's wrong?" When she spoke as she neared the door, the violent growling became stronger and clearer. Shen Qianshu calmed herself, taking a deep breath, and pushed the door open, hoping to see what was happening with Ye Ling. Just as it opened a crack, a beastial force suddenly pulled at her, throwing her forcefully into the stiff arms of a figure in the darkness. The person was fumbling to carry her and she grabbed onto him desperately to balance herself. A flash of lightning sparked through the air and in the chaos, she spotted a pair of familiar eyes, deep and amber and… a sinister face.

"Master?" Shen Qianshu stared at him, confused.

Eyes filled with fear, face deathly pale. There was nowhere to run or hide.

She sensed danger.

She wanted to escape, but it was all too late.

The castle was like an oppressive cage, imprisoning them both in its wild embrace.

The crisp fragrance that surrounded Shen Qianshu found its way into his nose, like a charm that could draw people closer and closer. Ye Ling went crazy, mesmerised by her scent and gripped onto her forcefully. He slammed her hard onto the big bed, holding her down. Getting thrown around made her head spin and she fumbled around, disoriented. As she tried to sit up, she was pushed back down and held tightly in place, unable to move. Her pajamas were ripped apart by Ye Ling.

"Master… You…" before she could finish, she was cut off forcefully.

Ye Ling kissed her lips aggressively. The crisp fragrance on her drew him closely to her like a mindless beast, triggering a savage response that was purely instinctive and irrational. He was like an uncontrollable beast, attacking the woman underneath him. In the darkness, his amber eyes darted around the room, alert and wary at the slightest movement and sound.

Shen Qianshu sensed the danger and struggled wildly to escape. Just as she had finally pushed Ye Ling away, the remaining shreds of clothing that were hanging on her body were torn aggressively to pieces. She tried to climb off of the bed, grasping at the sheets to escape, but was grabbed hard around the ankle by Ye Ling. She flinched, holding her ankle in great pain.

"Ahh…" She had lost all of her remaining energy.

"Master, what are you doing!" Shen Qianshu's terrified scream was stuck in her throat.

"Ahh…!" it was unexpected and forceful. It ripped her apart from the inside and her eyes widened before her mind shut down and went blank. The beast on top of her began to prey on her, plundering her body in the most primitive way. Like the god of war that conquered the universe, with all of the sins and cruelty hidden away in the darkness…


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