Chapter 410: Bedroom Battle

"W-what are you doing?"

Xiao Yue asked with a tremble in her voice—she was staring straight into Fang Raon’s bright blue eyes.

They were beautiful...

"I don’t know. What am I doing?"

Fang Raon asked with a slight smile on his lips, his gaze never leaving Xiao Yue’s face—like it was glued to hers.

It turned quiet.

The two of them were just looking at each other. Her heart was beating quick. So was Fang Raon’s.

To be honest, while Fang Raon was making his way back to the 31st floor, he was just thinking about trying to kill Xiao Yue for betraying him.

However.

The closer he got, the more curious he became about why she did that in the first place—he realized it must’ve had something to do with Chaewon and Della.

Ever since they visited her, she had been acting really suspicious.

"I will scream. There are others in here. They won’t hesitate to kill you, and if they see what you are doing right now, they will tell my father.

"Do you think your family can survive the wrath of the Rorazon Crime Family?"

Xiao Yue asked.

"I don’t think you will scream. You’re stronger than me, so all you need to do is push me off, but... you are not doing that."

Fang Raon said.

Xiao Yue looked flustered.

He was right. She could easily free herself. But she wasn’t even trying to move, like she wanted this.

"Beautiful dress."

Fang Raon looked at her dress.

She had an ivory-colored corset-style bustier with structured cups, gathered fabric, delicate ruffled trim, and thin black lace shoulder straps.

On her waist, there was a fitted, corset-like bodice that emphasized the waist. She was really thin.

The skirt was a high-waisted black mini skirt made from sheer, layered lace, with a scalloped lace hem and slightly flared silhouette.

It was like she had stepped out straight from a page of a gothic romance novel!

Beautiful. Truly one of a kind.

Tap... tap... tap...

At that moment, they both looked towards the door, as they heard someone walk right outside the room.

Right in the hallway.

The footsteps receded down the hallway.

"You didn’t call out for help."

Fang Raon smiled cheekily, and Xiao Yue glared at him with embarrassment, like an angry kitten.

It just made her look even more adorable.

In that moment.

Fang Raon moved his hand down her leg. Down the mini skirt. Until he reached the soft flesh of her thigh.

"Stop..."

Xiao Yue put her hands on his chest. Blushing furiously. However, she didn’t put any strength into pushing him off.

"You have a girlfriend already..."

She said with a pout.

"Two, in fact. And I don’t plan on breaking up with either of them. However, I also want you."

Fang Raon said.

"...You selfish bastard."

She said with a glare, and this time around, put some force into pushing him off, but he wasn’t budging.

"Why did you betray me?"

Fang Raon asked.

The question silenced Xiao Yue. She stopped pushing him. She then moved her head to the side and avoided his gaze.

"...At high school, I was dating a boy. A childhood friend of mine. My family used to be close with his family.

"They were called the Hurrakah Mafia Family.... I really liked him, you know... but then I found that I was actually only his side-chick.

"He filled my head with lies... even when I found out, he was trying to convince me that what I saw wasn’t true...

"Like a moron I was, I gave him a second chance... what a pathetic mistake that was..."

Xiao Yue looked back at him. Her eyes grew wet. There was deep pain in her eyes.

"One night, he called me out to hang out with him. I went without telling my family. When I arrived at his place, he wasn’t alone.

"There were... several friends of his. Friends that he got by being the young prince of the Hurrakah Mafia Family.

"As you could guess, they weren’t exactly... good people."

Xiao Yue gulped, like her words refused to leave her throat, as those memories resurfaced.

Then, she continued.

"He invited me there because... he sold me to them. As if I were some kind of escort... They didn’t allow me to leave...

"I was about to get... assaulted..."

Xiao Yue looked like she was in a lot of pain, but then Fang Raon gently caressed her soft cheek.

She looked back at him with teary eyes. His eyes looked soft. But there was also anger inside.

"My father then saved me. He noticed me sneak out of our family compound, and he followed me out of concern for his daughter.

"...My father, King Rorazon, then killed them but didn’t stop there. He eradicated the Hurrakah Mafia Family.

"My father was actually very good friends with the patriarch of the Hurrakah Mafia Family, but what his son was trying to do angered him so much... that he even killed his best friend and his entire family.

"...It was all my fault too..."

Xiao Yue choked on her tears and then wrapped her arms around Fang Raon and hugged him tightly.

Crying in his embrace.

"...And you thought I was going to do the same?"

Fang Raon asked.

She nodded slightly. He kept hugging her.

Fang Raon wasn’t mad that she thought that. There were just deep, deep scars in her heart that had never healed.

"I should’ve told you about Chaewon and Della immediately. I didn’t realize that I was leading you on."

He said softly.

"No... You weren’t... It was just me, being stupid... I overreacted, and I am sorry..."

She wiped the tears off her eyes with her hands, but they kept just coming, and she could barely see anything anymore.

Fang Raon turned on his back and lay beside her and looked at the plain white ceiling.

Xiao Yue looked at the ceiling with him. Just lying on the bed. Those emotions that had been building up inside her were finally released.

She honestly felt better now.

"I forgive you."

Fang Raon said.

"...Thanks..."

Xiao Yue whispered, and then she put her head on his shoulder—they looked like a couple.

Fang Raon’s senses were filled with her—her smell, touch, and presence were intoxicating—he felt that it was hard to control himself.

"I... should get going."

Fang Raon sat up, and then he pulled out a Tower Pearl from his inventory—planning to head out.

"...Why?"

Xiao Yue asked.

As he turned to look at her, she crossed her arms under her breasts, like she was lifting them just enough to make them more prominent.

It almost looked like they were about to burst out of the bustier.

The mini skirt was also slightly lifted, just enough to flesh around thighs, and it was a very temptation-inducing sight.

"Don’t tempt me."

Fang Raon chuckled.

"Giggle~!"

Xiao Yue just giggled, her cheeks turning a faint shade of pink, and she then sat up—leaning close to him.

"You were so ready to ravage me. Don’t tell me you’re getting cold feet now? After all that teasing."

She said with a smile.

"I was just playing around... I just wanted you to reveal your real feelings. I am a gentleman, you see."

Fang Raon said with a smile.

"Gentleman... Is that so...?"

Xiao Yue’s eyes shone with mischief, and she then turned to lie on her stomach, resting her head on the pillow.

She slightly lifted her butt up, like she was giving him an invitation, and smiled sheepishly at him.

’...This girl...’

Fang Raon thought with a gulp, and then he leaned over her—looming over her like a tree shadow looming over a small flower.

Her eyes widened slightly. She was also just playing around and didn’t think that he would actually make a move.

She pressed her head against the pillow—readying herself—butterflies flying in her stomach like a flock of birds taking off in all directions.

Nervousness intensified.

In that moment.

Fang Raon moved his lips next to her ear and whispered, "Gotcha..." and her eyes widened in surprise.

It turned silent in the room.

Nothing happened after that.

"...Raon?"

Xiao Yue turned around, but then she saw that she was the only one left in the room—Fang Raon disappeared!

There were just remnants of the purple mist lingering slightly in the air—a faint trace of Tower Pearl being used.

"Haah... haah... haah..."

Xiao Yue breathed heavily out of nervousness, and she then touched her chest—feeling the hard beat of her heart smacking against her chest.

She sat down on the bed—her legs crossed in a W-shape—the mini skirt barely covering the front.

She moved her hand inside her mini skirt, touched her panties, and then moved her hand out of the mini skirt.

The tip of her finger was slightly damp.

"You dummy... Ah!"

Xiao Yue lay down on the bed, sprawled like a butterfly with its wings spread wide open, and she could still feel Raon’s warmth on the bed.

"Mmh..."

Xiao Yue laid down on her stomach, pressing her face where Raon was just lying, and closed her eyes with satisfaction.

She could still smell his cologne lingering in the mattress.