A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Chapter 109  Mental Workout…Ashamed? Not at all! - IV

When this thought popped into her head, Seraphina herself was startled, cursing herself for being shameless while her frantic state didn't lessen at all, but she couldn't find an opportunity to interject.

"Um... speaking of which, Miss Seraphina."

At this moment, Eula suddenly shifted the topic to Seraphina, she softly laughed, "You've changed your style of dress, you didn't used to wear long ones, did you?"

"Uh, ah? Oh! This, well, peo-people can't wear the same clothes all their life, right? Changing is normal." Finally having something to say, Seraphina wished she could seize the conversation, not wanting to be kicked out after running out of things to say, she continued without thinking, "I think this style suits me quite well."

"That's indeed the case, because Miss Seraphina has such a good figure."

Eula nodded in complete agreement, "And as a tall girl, wearing this kind of clothes is very handsome."

"Hehe... not really."

"But, if you want to highlight your figure, you can't button your coat so tightly."

Eula took the initiative to step forward, reaching out to touch Seraphina's coat button, and said in a sisterly tone, "You need to show the inner match to highlight your figure, Miss Seraphina, what are you wearing inside, can I take a look?"

"..."

Seraphina held Eula's hand with a stiff smile.

The mature lady tilted her head; "What's wrong, Seraphina?"

"Ah... this..."

Seraphina didn't know how fast her brain could spin, but she felt that it couldn't possibly be faster than it was now.

"What I'm wearing inside... is VERY ordinary, you'll laugh at me."

"How could I?" Eula warmly held Seraphina's hand, "Miss Seraphina looks good in any clothes, let me take a look!"

"Don't you know Eula's aesthetic in clothes, Seraphina?"

Ansel couldn't help but laugh, and also said from the side, "Isn't it good to let her take a look?"

"I... I..."

At this critical moment, a ray of light suddenly flashed through Seraphina's mind.

She hugged Ansel tightly, half of her body hiding behind Ansel, and with a voice that was actually not disguised as shy, she said somewhat coyly:

"To be honest, what's inside... is for Ansel to see, not for others!"

This sentence left both Eula and Ansel stunned.

The lady was silent for a moment, then withdrew her hand, looking at Seraphina with an even more affectionate gaze, and said with a smile:

"If that's the case, then I won't waste this surprise."

"Master." She curled her lips, her voice dripping with charm, "You must take a good look at what Miss Seraphina has prepared for you."

Ansel, who had come back to his senses, also started laughing. He turned his head to look at Seraphina, who had turned her head to the side, her ears blushing:

"Of course, how could I disappoint Seraphina's intentions?"

Eula curtsied, then left. Seraphina, who was secretly watching Eula's back, only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she had completely left.

"Seraphina."

Ansel's eyes were smiling, "You said something that even caught me off guard."

"...How, how so."

Seraphina tried to make her voice sound calm, "Haven't you seen it several times already?"

"Even so, when you say it... it feels very different."

Ansel admitted frankly, "I have to admit, my heart sparked just now."

This simple narration made Seraphina both happy and shy. She lightly pinched his arm, complaining sweetly, "You, you… can you not say such things at this time... pick a better situation."

"That depends on whether you can create the opportunity, Seraphina."

Ansel chuckled, pulling his hand out of Seraphina's grip, and patted her head, "As a reward for my spark, um... let me think."

The wicked Hydral whispered in the young girl's ear:

"For the last part of this journey, I won't torment you."

"Just give you... joy."

* Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Ansel is a man of utmost integrity, never once lying to Seraphina. Thus, when he promises to bring her joy, he will undoubtedly fulfill his vow. With his perfect control over the intensity of the electric current, he maintains the level that strikes Seraphina's vulnerability. Unquestionably, Seraphina, now half-draped over Ansel, her eyes completely blurred and veiled in mist, is in a state of extreme bliss, so much so that she can barely speak.

"We're almost there, Seraphina," Ansel whispers to the limp Seraphina leaning against him, "Would you like me to assist you with your bath?" "Mm... Ah... Yes..." Seraphina, her consciousness somewhat muddled, weakly utters these scattered syllables. She has given up struggling, whatever happens now is fine... What she needs now is a release, either to stop immediately or to experience a pleasure that would make her lose consciousness. As long as Ansel doesn't do anything too outrageous, Seraphina, whose sense of shame has now reached a new low, would probably agree to anything.

Except for a few unexpected occurrences that could bring her back to her senses, such as —

"Mr. Ansel, and... Seri?" For instance, the sudden appearance of her most respected and beloved sister. Marlina, holding a wooden basin, looks at the two with some surprise, "What's... going on?" "Seraphina has been exercising until now, she's all sweaty," Ansel's gaze flickers to the ground, and Marlina also notices the puddles on the path they had walked. "She's out of strength, so I brought her here." "How could we trouble you with such a thing," Marlina sighs helplessly, her gaze falling on Seraphina, "Seri, are you so weak that you can't even walk? Do you have to lean on Mr. Ansel?"

"..."

Seraphina shivers, hiding her face behind Ansel. "You said you've grown up and become sensible just a few days ago." Marlina, stern enough not to indulge Seraphina any longer, furrows her brows and steps forward, "Why do you still rely on Mr. Ansel for everything? This won't do, Seri!" "I..." "You're still wearing your coat after sweating so much? Aren't you uncomfortable?" As the elder sister nags, she reaches out to unbutton Seraphina's coat. But this time, it's Ansel who stops her for Seraphina. "She was wearing a tight suit while exercising, it's not convenient to walk around outside," Ansel explains, "Seraphina has her pride, let's wait until we're in the bath to undress."

Seraphina, weak and limp, glares at Ansel with a mix of love and resentment, and says in a very real weak voice, "Yes, Marli, I... I'll undress in the bath." "You... sigh, I'm sorry, I've caused you unnecessary trouble." Marlina apologizes to Ansel again, "I'll discipline her properly, Mr. Ansel." Ansel smiles, "Seraphina is also trying her best, consider this my praise and recognition for her." He half-carries Seraphina into the changing area of the bath and then steps out, saying in a very gentlemanly manner, "I'll leave Seraphina to you, Marlina, you should rest well too, just like her." "Alright, Mr. Ansel." Marlina bows her head slightly, and after about ten seconds, she raises her head to look at Seraphina, who has slumped onto the wooden chair. "Why aren't you undressing?" She raises an eyebrow, "Are you planning to sleep here, Seri?" "You, you go in first, I'll just rest for a bit," Seraphina says guiltily, she can't afford to fail at this point, "I'm a grown-up, I don't need you to help me undress."

Fortunately, Marlina seems to take this well, she doesn't say much, quickly undresses and enters the bath. Seraphina, who has just experienced this heart-pounding adventure, finally breathes a sigh of relief. She unbuttons her coat with her still trembling hands, quickly removes the collar from her thigh, wraps it in her coat and sets it aside. "Pervert, pervert, pervert..." She mutters with a flushed face, "Sticky... so uncomfortable." Although she says this, everything that happened on this short journey has given Seraphina an indescribable... peculiar experience. It seems to have awakened something... strange in her. "No, no, no! I can't think about this!" The young girl slaps her face hard and walks unsteadily towards the bath.

Inside the spacious bath, Marlina leans against the far end, her snow-white hair spread out in the water. Seraphina doesn't want to walk that far, so she carefully lowers herself into the water by the bath wall, stretches her sticky, limp legs into the bath, lets out a long sigh of relief, and quickly slides in. "So comfortable..." she murmurs dreamily. "Is it very comfortable?" Marlina softly asks from across her. "Yes, bathing is really comfortable..." Seraphina's voice is as if she's about to melt.

"I was asking, was it comfortable... doing that with Mr. Ansel?" Marlina's words echo in the steamy air. "Of course it's... eh?" "You don't need to explain anything, Seri, when I came close to you just now, I smelled that scent." Marlina's tone is very calm, "The scent of a female in heat."

"..."

"If you're going to ask why I know this so well..." Her sister sighs softly, "Who wouldn't be familiar with the scent they emit every night?"