Bab 30: What Can You Offer? (R-18)

'She is not my mother then. But no one else should have known about my body. The information must have come from them,' he thought.

"Any other information?"

Sabrina tried to think hard and said everything that came to her mind, "She is quite beautiful. She has golden hair, her eyes, and the iris is unique - it changes color depending on the angle I see it from."

"One more thing, she always wears a cross pendant. And based on her accent, she seems to come from overseas."

"So she will contact you again after my graduation?" Malacai asked.

'That should be around three months,' he thought.

Sabrina, seeing Malacai deep in thought, gulped, still kneeling, not daring to move.

Malacai looked at her; at first, he wanted to kill her too, but it seemed she still had her use.

But this doesn't mean he would forgive her.

After a few moments, Malacai's expression started returning to normal. Then he realized something warm gripping his arm; it was Nerissa.

Seeing Malacai glance at her silently, questioning her action, she quickly released her grip. "I am sorry, I just moved without thinking."

"No need to feel sorry about it; you've done nothing wrong," he then looked at Sabrina, "Stand up, move closer."

Sabrina walked closer until she was only two steps away from Malacai. "Strip," he commanded.

Hearing his order, Sabrina quickly complied.

Her mind already stopped thinking logically as she began to remove her red dress, revealing her voluptuous body and a set of black laced underwear.

Sabrina's only thought now is to satisfy Malacai so she can survive.

She pulled the strap of her bra, then slid down her panties, exposing her bare body in front of Malacai.

Her skin was white and smooth, showing how much care she put in.

Her breasts are adorned with pink-brown nipples. It was quite large compared to others he had seen.

Her slit was closed tightly, with the pubic hair meticulously shaved off.

Malacai moved without warning, causing Sabrina to scream in pain, "Arrgh."

He forcefully pushed his finger inside her, tearing her hymen in one swift motion.

He then began to thrust it roughly. "Don't make a noise," he ordered.

Sabrina could feel her insides tearing apart as the lack of lubrication made each friction painful.

She bit her lower lip, her eyes welling up with tears. Her legs began to shake, but Malacai's words forced her to try to remain standing.

"If you fall down, I will make you regret it."

The blood began to act as a lubricant while Malacai continued thrusting his finger in and out. As he felt the flow of love juice starting, Malacai inserted more fingers.

This caused Sabrina's face to grimace in pain.

Her eyes turned to Nerissa, hoping for any empathy, as she believed Nerissa was in a similar situation.

However, Nerissa ignored her gaze.

If she didn't know what had transpired with Malacai or her reasons for doing that, she might have empathized.

But it wouldn't have any use; even when Malacai killed innocent people in Darius' cage, she chose not to say anything.

Soon, Malacai put his thumb, using the edge of his nail to play with Sabrina's clitoris.

This intensified her shaking, the sensation a mix of pain and pleasure. Her body trembled as she heard the sound of a door opening.

Feeling Sabrina's impulse to move, Malacai ordered her to stand still without using his abilities.

With fear etched in her, she didn't dare to defy Malacai.

She turned her gaze to the wall, lamenting her situation, 'I've never shown my body to anyone, and now he has taken my virginity with his finger and only God knows who will see my bare body next.'

Tears began to fall, but no one offered her pity. Just like she never gave one to any of her victims, she sucked them dry, some even suicide.

The burly man, Malacai's stepfather, soon entered, dragging a middle-aged man in a suit, their face and body covered in blood.

Despite having no control over his body, Malacai's stepfather could still see Sabrina in her birthday suit, a sight he had always wanted to see but never had the opportunity.

Sabrina didn't even put her hand up to hide her breasts, fearing that it might trigger Malacai.

Nerissa, observing the new man tied up, felt puzzled.

She remembered Malacai telling her to ask if she had any questions. Otherwise, she would have kept her curiosity to herself.

"Who is that man, Malacai?"

"That is the one responsible for bullying Ms. Reina's little brother to death."

"Isn't it a joke? He bullied a man to death and now lives a happily married life," he answered with a chuckle.

"I see. What did you do with his family then?" Nerissa asked.

"Mmpfhph..." Sabrina let out a muffled sound as Malacai pulled his finger out of her.

"What do you think I did?"

Malacai grinned, then looked at Sabrina with his black eyes, "Kneel and lick my finger clean."

Sabrina knelt down and then placed his finger in her mouth, her warm, wet tongue moving around it, tasting the salty metallic flavor.

She felt disgusted but didn't dare to throw up.

Malacai's stepfather then threw the man to the floor; he was completely bound, his eyes and mouth tied with fabric.

He then took out his phone, removed the SD card, and placed it on the desk.

Malacai looked at Sabrina, who was still licking his finger clean.

"You have heard it, so you know what will happen to your fake husband now. He always looks at you with lust and desire."

"I am being nice. How about this: I will let him live if you do it with him."

Sabrina gulped after finishing licking Malacai's finger. Her eyes coldly glanced at the man for only a second before she shook her head.

Seeing her answer, the man's eyes glinted with rage.

Malacai's eyes turned purple as he looked at him. "You can speak. I will give you a chance. What can you offer if I give her to you before you lose your life?"