章節 10: 10
Mrs. Wong found herself in a situation she never expected. She made sure Beelithina was gone before taking action. Walking towards the house, she tried not to seem suspicious. Constantly scanning for anyone who might call her out, she was relieved to find no one around.
Peering through the dark window, she couldn't see inside. "Do I need to go in? Maybe she took that person against their will?" Mrs. Wong pondered, doubting that such a troublesome person had moved in.
Her suspicions about Kenzo lingered, and this might confirm them. Testing the door, she was surprised to find it unlocked. While unusual for Kenzo, it presented an opportunity to glimpse inside his house.
Mrs. Wong considered potential consequences but believed she could explain herself as a concerned neighbor if caught. The interpretation by law enforcement was uncertain.
She was inside and planned to search the house thoroughly to figure out what was happening.
Hearing muffled sounds from one of the rooms, she instantly thought it must be the person the strange woman had kidnapped. She decided to tiptoe, but the noise seemed to be coming from the living room.
Mrs. Wong was surprised to find the curtains closed and the lights off. This made the whole place too dark for her to see, but it also acted as a cloak, ensuring she couldn't be seen.
The house smelled better than expected, maybe due to the lingering perfume of the woman who had just left. Mrs. Wong knew she had to be quick and rushed in.
She noticed a figure lying on the chair, appearing distressed. Uncertain of the situation, it seemed unlikely he was there willingly.
"Are you okay!?" she asked, receiving no response from the person in distress. The paper bag still covered his head, indicating discomfort.
"Give me a minute!" Mrs. Wong muttered, sliding the curtains aside for a better view.
Approaching the person, she removed the bag, revealing Kenzo. Uncertain of what to do, Mrs. Wong observed him unconscious, wondering about the situation.
Despite Kenzo's evident pain, an unusual desire overcame her. Confused by her own feelings, she couldn't help but be drawn in with a single look at his face.
Kenzo slowly opens his eyes, and the last person he wanted to see is staring right at him.
"Mrs. Wong?" Kenzo muttered, and she sensed that there was something wrong with the young man before her.
"Are you okay, Kenzo!?" Mrs. Wong asked, but Kenzo was unaware of what she knew.
However, Kenzo wasn't ready to wait and discover what Beelithina's intentions were; now wasn't the time for such an experiment.
A group of assassins were after him, and he understood that they had the power to harm him if he wasn't ready.
If one of the four dons issued the order, there's no telling what extremes they were willing to go to.
"T-That woman, she's evil," Kenzo muttered, triggering Mrs. Wong's craving for drama.
She was a bored housewife seeking excitement since her husband left on a long business trip.
"I knew something was up with her! Do you need any help? Should I call the police!?" Mrs. Wong asked but this was were Kenzo had her.
He repeatedly warned her not to barge into his house, so it was for that reason that led him to punish her for doing so.
"There's no need for the police, but you can help me with something, Mrs. Wong," Kenzo mumbled, slowly sitting up and closing the distance between himself and Mrs Wong.
His pain wasn't physical, but Kenzo's body was adjusting and reshaping itself as part of an evolutionary progress he was going through.
"What is that?" Mrs. Wong inquired, sounding more engaged, and Kenzo planned to play into her fantasy.
"You know, up close, you're quite the beautiful lady," Kenzo said, completely changing the subject.
Mrs. Wong gushed, but this was the exact reaction Kenzo expected.
"You're just saying that to be nice," Mrs. Wong responded, averting her gaze.
In the end, despite being a nosy neighbor, she was still a woman, and her body was something he would definitely like to devour.
Kenzo gently cupped her face, guiding it back towards him.
"Mrs. Wong..." His voice was gentle, and his eyes held a spark of desire.
It had been a while since anyone had gazed at her with such intensity, especially someone as attractive as Kenzo.
"If I were your husband, I would never have left you for as long as he did. Do you know why?" Kenzo asked, aware of the power of words and skilled in the art of persuasion, a necessity in his line of work.
Mrs. Wong felt a mix of emotions, her thoughts swirling as she grappled with a decision that could alter her life.
"Why is that?" Her curiosity got the better of her.
Kenzo didn't respond verbally; instead, he directed her attention downward.
Mrs. Wong took action, and she noticed a bulge fixed on her. Despite wanting to step back, the desire overwhelmed her. Biting her lower lip, she resisted, aware she couldn't give in. Kenzo sensed she only needed a little push. With no time to spare, he needed to wrap this up quickly.
"That's why it will only crave you, Mrs. Wong. Allow me to crave just you," sweet words flowed from his tongue, leaving Mrs. Wong captivated.
"I-I'm married. I cannot do this," Mrs. Wong blurted out. Attempting to maintain the moral high ground, Kenzo questioned how his maker handled it, revealing he might not have as much control over his power as he thought.
It was now or never; he couldn't understand why she played hard to get when it was clear she craved intimacy.
Despite his warning, she continued to snoop around. Perhaps this could be a way to assert control over her to make sure this doesn't happen again.
Kenzo took her hand, guiding it towards his erection. Surprisingly, she offered no resistance.
"Mrs. Wong, you led me here; shouldn't you take responsibility?" Kenzo suggested, leaving her hand in place. She hesitated but found herself stroking it.
"J-Just this once," Mrs. Wong convinced herself, unaware that Kenzo had anticipated this as the inevitable outcome.
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