Chapter 79: I’ve gone too far! The Demon King pinned me to the bed!

“Is it fun?”

Lucia’s voice was very soft.

Yet it caused the bottom of the pool to fall silent instantly.

Lilia’s manic laughter caught in her throat.

A chill rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

Even colder than the Ten-thousand-year-old Ice beside her.

She looked at the woman sitting in the pile of ice blocks.

Soaked black hair clung to her cheeks, with ice shards still hanging from the tips.

But on that face was a smile that Lililia had never seen before.

It’s over.

Only those two words remained in her mind.

She had played too much.

“Ma… Master… meow…”

Her voice trembled, and her teeth were chattering.

“I… I was just joking, meow…”

Lilia hurriedly waved her hands.

“I just… wanted to cool you down, meow!”

Lucia ignored her.

She stood up from the pile of crushed ice and walked toward her.

She walked very slowly, and the ice blocks beneath her feet shattered into powder with a “crack, crack” sound following her pace.

This wasn’t a person walking; it was a disaster approaching.

“No… don’t come over here, meow!”

Petrified, Lilia scrambled backward on the slippery ice using both hands and feet.

But after only two steps, her back hit the pool wall.

There was nowhere left to retreat.

A shadow loomed over her as Lucia stopped in front of her, looking down at her.

“Your spatial magic is indeed quite well-used.”

A cold hand pinched her chin, forcing her to look up.

“Thinking of displacing the water of an entire hot spring pool is very creative.”

Lucia’s fingertips lightly brushed across her incessantly trembling lips.

“But, did you forget something?”

Lililia’s pupils dilated.

“This is Lucia’s World.”

The moment the words fell, the world before her eyes collapsed.

The bone-chilling ice and the messy pool floor disappeared.

Replaced by the soft carpet of her own bedroom.

Lilia was in a daze, finding herself naked, kneeling on the carpet.

And Lucia stood right in front of her.

The soaked nightgown on her body had, at some point, changed back into the dry and majestic Black Imperial Gown.

Everything just now seemed like a nightmare.

But Lilia knew it wasn’t.

Because on every inch of her skin, the chill of the ice still lingered.

“Since you like playing ‘surprises’ so much.”

Lucia leaned down and easily lifted her from the carpet.

“Then I’ll give you one too.”

Carrying Lilia, she walked to the bed and threw her onto it without a hint of gentleness.

The mattress made her bounce.

Before she could struggle to get up, a black figure pressed down on her.

Lucia leaned over, bracing her hands on both sides of her body, trapping her beneath.

Their eyes met, and their breaths intertwined.

Lilia’s heart beat like a drum, her cheeks so hot they could fry an egg.

This posture… was way too wrong.

“You… what do you want to do? Meow?”

“Punishment.”

Lucia leaned down, her warm breath blowing into her ear.

“To punish you, this… Little Wild Cat who always wants to bite her master.”

That voice, low and raspy, dug into Lilia’s brain and stirred it into mush.

“I… I didn’t… meow…”

She still wanted to argue, but her voice was so soft she couldn’t even listen to it herself.

“Still being stubborn?”

…….

She couldn’t cry out anymore.

She couldn’t let this pervert see her as a laughingstock!

She desperately suppressed the sounds in her throat, her face flushed red.

But Lucia’s hands were becoming more and more excessive.

Sliding down from her collarbone, tracing circles on her chest.

Lilia finally couldn’t hold it in any longer.

……

She could no longer think about what mistake she had made. Just when she felt like she was about to die, Lucia’s hand finally let go.

Lilia was like a puddle of mud.

Slumped on the bed, she gasped for air, unable to muster a single ounce of strength in her body.

“What a truly disobedient thing.”

Lucia propped herself up, looking down from above at the little thing she had completely broken.

Her cheeks were flushed, tears hung from the corners of her eyes, and her lips were slightly parted as she breathed heavily.

That look of being completely ravaged had a soul-stirring beauty.

Lucia’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly; in those blood-red eyes, something deeper was churning.

She slowly leaned down, moving close to Lilia’s lips, their breaths intertwining once again.

“The game is over…”

Lucia’s voice rang in her ear, raspy and dangerous.

“Now, it’s time for the real ‘punishment’.”