Chapter 27: Perverted Demon King, You Really Know How to Enjoy Yourself!

The bathroom door opened.

Steam mixed with the scent of flowers rushed out.

Lucia walked out wrapped in a bath towel, her black hair soaked and clinging to her shoulders and back.

Water droplets slid down her collarbone, disappearing beneath the edge of the towel.

Lilia stood at the door, her mind blank for a second.

Oh…

She quickly turned her head to the side.

“Dry my hair.”

Lucia sat down in front of the dressing table, her voice hoarse from just finishing her bath.

Lilia snapped back to reality, grabbed a dry towel from the rack, and walked behind her.

Standing on tiptoe, she draped the towel over that wet hair.

Lucia’s hair was ridiculously long, reaching past her waist.

And the texture was outrageously smooth, as if it had just been ironed.

Lilia’s fingers ran through the strands, feeling the silkiness.

Her nose was filled with Lucia’s scent—shower gel mixed with her own cold fragrance.

Lilia didn’t dare use any strength with her hands.

Afraid of pulling and hurting her.

She pressed the towel over and over, soaking up the water.

The study was so quiet that only the sound of the towel rubbing against hair could be heard.

And Lilia’s own uncontrollable heartbeat.

“Done, meow…”

Lilia finally felt it was dry enough.

“Mm.”

Lucia opened her eyes and looked at her through the mirror.

“Comb it.”

Lilia had no choice but to pick up the white jade comb again.

She started from the tips, working her way up, gently untangling the strands.

All the way through, not a single knot.

As she combed, she cursed inwardly.

This perverted Demon King really knows how to enjoy life!

Tea brewing, changing clothes, drying hair, combing hair…

Is the next step a full-body massage?

“You did well today.”

Lucia suddenly spoke.

Lilia’s hands froze.

Was she praising her?

“You learned faster than I expected.”

Lucia’s tone revealed no emotion.

“As a reward…”

Lilia’s nerves instantly tightened.

Here we go again!

Another reward!

Last time the reward was cleaning, what is it this time?

“Tonight, you’ll sleep in my room.”

Lilia’s mind exploded with a “boom”.

Sleep in her room?

“I…I don’t want to, meow!”

The words burst out.

“I’m fine sleeping in my own room, meow!”

What kind of joke is this!

How could she sleep with this pervert in the same room?

“I mean sleeping on my bed.”

Lucia looked at her through the mirror, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly.

Lilia was completely dumbfounded.

Sleep…on her bed?

What kind of reward is this?

Isn’t this a death sentence?!

“What’s wrong?”

Lucia raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t want to?”

“I…”

Lilia opened her mouth.

A sentence from the Succubus Advancement Manual flashed through her mind—

“Learn to accept the Mistress’s favor, even if it makes you uneasy. Your acceptance satisfies her desire for control and allows you to gain more initiative.”

She bit her molars.

Forcing a smile onto her face.

“Willing, meow.”

Her voice dripped with sweetness.

“Being able to sleep with the Mistress is my blessing, meow.”

She spoke while trying to encourage herself.

It’s just sharing a bed!

The bed is as big as a playground. She could sleep at the edge, far away from this pervert!

Just treat it as sleeping somewhere else!

“Good.”

Lucia stood up, and the towel slipped a bit due to the movement.

Lilia quickly turned her face away.

“Bring me my pajamas.”

Lilia walked to the wardrobe and opened the door.

Inside hung a row of black silk pajamas, all similar in style and extremely conservative.

She grabbed one at random and handed it over.

Then she wanted to retreat.

“Help me put it on.”

Lucia’s voice sounded again.

Lilia:”…”

What sins did she commit in her past life!

She had no choice but to steel herself and reverse the steps she had taken when undressing Lucia earlier.

Throughout the process, her face burned red.

Her eyes were glued to the ceiling, never daring to look down.

When she finally finished dressing, Lucia walked toward the bedroom.

‘Follow.’

Lilia bowed her head and trailed behind.

The bedroom was still the same—absurdly large and frighteningly empty.

A massive black bed lay in the center of the room.

“Get on.”

Lucia lifted the quilt and got in, patting the spot beside her.

Lilia hesitated, then climbed onto the bed.

She immediately shrank to the farthest corner, as far from Lucia as possible.

She wished she could hang off the edge of the bed.

“Come here.”

Lucia’s voice called.

“I’m fine here, meow.”

Lilia curled up with the quilt.

“I’m cold.”

Lucia’s reason was blunt.

Lilia nearly choked.

You’re cold?

You, a Demon King, tell me you’re cold?

Are you kidding me?!

Meow!

But she didn’t dare argue.

She could only inch closer, little by little.

She stopped halfway, keeping a distance she considered safe.

The next moment, an arm reached over and pulled her in.

“Meow!”

Lilia cried out, her entire body crashing into a warm embrace.

This damned position again!

“Don’t move.”

Lucia’s arm wrapped around her waist, locking her in place.

“Sleep.”

“I can’t sleep like this, meow!”

Lilia struggled.

But that little strength was as useless as a kitten’s in Lucia’s grasp.

“Can’t sleep?”

Lucia’s voice sounded in her ear, tinged with laughter.

“Then let’s chat.”

Ch…chat?

Lilia froze.

“You peeked at my Diary today. Any thoughts?”

Lilia’s body instantly stiffened.

Thoughts?

Her only thought was to burn that wretched notebook along with its owner!

“N-no thoughts, meow…”

“Really?”

Lucia’s fingers began tracing circles on her back.

“I thought you’d be interested in my Tomorrow’s Plan.”

Lilia didn’t dare answer.

“For example…”

Lucia’s voice dropped lower.

“Tomorrow’s Punishment.”

Lilia’s heart leapt into her throat.

Tomorrow…there’s more?

“Today was just an appetizer.”

Lucia laughed softly.

“Tomorrow, I’ll teach you the Third Lesson.”

“What lesson? Meow?”

Lilia’s voice trembled.

Lucia didn’t answer.

She just held Lilia tighter.

“Sleep.”

Her voice carried an irresistible force.

“Rest well. You’ll need strength to learn tomorrow.”

Lilia wanted to ask more.

But a wave of drowsiness suddenly washed over her.

After a day of torment, her mind and body were at their limit.

In Lucia’s warm embrace and steady heartbeat, she soon fell into a deep sleep.

In the last second before sleep claimed her, only one thought remained in her mind.

Tomorrow…what other demonic thing is coming…