In the charged silence of the room, Elara's labored breathing was the only sound—a tangible marker of her inner turmoil.
Her breath, once warm against his face, now seed like a storm, bounce back to slap her with the force of her own anger.
But deep down, she knew the truth. In her current situation, bargaining power was a luxury she couldn't afford.
"I co from the Rothschild family..." she began, her confession drawing a frown from Wang Xiao.
He allowed her to continue, despite his initial reaction, intrigued by the unexpected revelation. "They nad Elara Rothschild, but... in reality, I was taken from my tribe when I was very young..."
Her story, revealing her origins from a tribe now scattered, hidden in the remote depths of the Amazon rainforests.
Their uniqueness lay in their lethal touch—a single contact could be fatal to any ordinary human.
Their bloodline, imbued with such peculiar capabilities, was bound to attract attention...
Wang Xiao absorbed Elara's story without evident surprise.
The Rothschilds, a dynasty known for their unquenchable thirst for power and influence over the centuries, setting their sights on a being as unique as Elara, seed almost expected to him.
Yet, despite their ticulously crafted sches, they succeeded in abducting only Elara.
Over the ensuing decade, in their pursuit to harness her abilities, they subjected her to a horrifying ordeal, injecting her with a myriad of venoms.
This cruel experintation caused her body to endure agonizing pain, as if afla from within.
Despite being carriers of one of the world's deadliest toxins, the poison maidens like Elara were not immune to the effects of other poisons, especially when introduced in large volus.
Though not lethal, these substances still wreaked havoc on their systems.
Things didn't end with the injections. The experints were just the beginning.
Fortunately for Elara, the dical personnel were too intimidated by her lethal nature to proceed with invasive surgeries, which might have dissected her in their quest to unveil the secrets of her anatomy.
Subsequently, the Rothschilds opted to weaponize her unique attributes, repurposing her existence into that of an assassination tool.
In a world where her fate seed irrevocably grim, and where no one dared challenge the might of the Rothschilds,
Asmodeus erged as her unlikely savior fifteen years ago.
He was the sole individual bold enough to extricate her from the clutches of the Rothschilds, offering her a semblance of freedom for the first ti in her life.
This act of defiance against a power as formidable as the Rothschild family painted Asmodeus not just as a rebel but as a liberator in Elara's eyes.
In a life overshadowed by manipulation and tornt, he stood as the beacon of hope and autonomy she had longed for, further centing her unwavering loyalty and devotion to him.
Elara's devotion to Asmodeus knew no bounds, willing to dedicate her very existence to him.
However, upon discovering that her inherently toxic nature had even a minimal effect on him, Asmodeus chose not to take any risks.
Instead, he relegated her to the role of an assistant, a position that, despite its limitations, provided Elara with a sense of purpose and belonging.
Now, with Asmodeus no longer in the picture—
"Kill , I don't have any need to live anymore..." Elara's voice was firm, her gaze steadfast, yet veiling a deep-seated sorrow.
It raises an intriguing question: How can soone perceived as a monster by others be cherished so deeply by soone else?
Perhaps it's not so peculiar after all.
Being labeled a monster is often a matter of perspective.
Wang Xiao, upon witnessing her determined gaze, couldn't suppress a sinister smile. "Kill you? But why? Didn't you express a desire to be spared?"
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Elara recoiled slightly under his intense scrutiny, his fingers weaving subtly through her hair in a mockingly gentle gesture. "Don't you wish to test the extent of my immunity to your poison? What about changing allegiances?" he proposed.
Her retort was laced with hateful venom not derived from her physical condition. "Humph! What makes you think I won't slit your throat as you sleep?"
Wang Xiao's hand caressed her face, sending involuntary shudders through her, as he responded with chilling calmness, "Good luck with that."
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Elara was left confused by his bold words, her heart racing as his hand ca to rest on her back.
gasp!
His fingers slowly traced over her bare skin, sending goosebumps down her back through the gaps in her clothing. "You know... I've always wanted to enjoy soone's company after they've lost the love of their life."
"Huh!?"
"You're sick!" Elara surpised, spat out in disgust, unable to hide her contempt.
Wang Xiao let out a soft, eerie laugh. "Perhaps I am," he agreed, nodding slightly as his face drew closer to hers.
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Elara recoiled in revulsion, not wanting his touch.
However, a strange force seed to hold her in place, rendering her unable to move.
Her eyes widened in fear as Wang Xiao stopped just an inch away from her lips, breathing in her scent - a mix of spice and seduction that ignited a fla within him. "Do you think it's so easy to end your own life?"
Elara's eyes quivered, paralyzed with fear, unable to even bring herself to bite her own tongue in an act of suicide.
The sense of despair washed over her.
With a twisted smile, Wang Xiao tilted his face and rubbed it against her lips. Elara's eyelashes fluttered in shock as she realized the full extent of his intentions, her body frozen in disbelief of his actions.
It felt as though it was only just the beginning when Wang Xiao's hands eagerly made their way towards her chest.
She was clad in a stunning netted black dress that he wasted no ti in tearing apart, revealing her pale white breasts that were just begging to be touched.
Describing it as belonging to mature won seed like an exaggeration.
As her nipples brushed against his chest, he realized that the softness more than made up for their size.
"Mmmnn!"
With no hesitation, he delved in to savor the sweetness of her exposed skin, completely disregarding Elara's trembling eyes that followed his every move, incapable of forming a single sound apart from the silent pleading in her eyes.
The sheer horror of betraying soone against her will dawned on her.
She couldn't even bear the thought!
She wanted to perish!
Die!
Die!
Die!
But all of her screams went unheard by heaven as she felt her nipples wet with his saliva, being flicked by his tongue. As she sucked it off, she couldn't help but shiver.
Her veins started to scream for her as his hand went between her legs, and Wang Xiao's brows couldn't help but be raised.
His eyes, slightly teasing, landed on her face as she shut her eyes in humiliation.
"Is your vagina also poisonous?" He taunted, his fingers rubbing against her folds.
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Elara's eyes snapped open, her lips quivering in raw anger without a single word uttered.
A chuckle threatened to escape Wang Xiao, but instead, he hastily discarded his pants with a sense of excitent fluttering within him - he was eager to see the tornt he could unleash upon this woman.
Gazing at her trembling yet determined eyes, tears threatening to fall, he longed to...
The taste of her breasts was surprisingly sweet, not the bitterness he had expected. With anticipation building, he guided his throbbing mber toward her entrance, watching as Elara's face darkened with despair.
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Wang Xiao refused to show rcy, fully aware that if Asmodeous sohow managed to survive, he would rcilessly target anyone Wang Xiao knew about.
This wasn't so fairy tale or novel where authors conveniently ignore the harsh realities of the world.
No, this was a brutal world, where the illusion of a beautiful and peaceful existence was simply a façade created by censorship.
In the complex complex, won were like precious trophies — Everyone coveted the thrill of possessing them for themselves, but envy consud them when others received shinier, more coveted trophies.
No one wanted to be given a trophy that had already been claid by soone else; it only served as a reminder of their own perceived inadequacy.
With Wang Xiao's increasing desire, his manhood pressed forcefully against Elara's entrance.
In response, her eyes tightly clenched shut, her whole body trembling with anticipation and fear. 'Lord... Forgive for not accompanying you in afterlif—ahnnn' she silently pleaded, until he drove his tip into her, the sensation of his hardened length rubbing against her moist walls caused her inner muscles to instinctively contract, her hands clenching involuntarily.
"Ugh!"
At that very mont, Wang Xiao's arms encircled her back, pulling her closer, while his mouth claid her lips!
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He greedily sucked on them, causing her eyes to snap open in wide-eyed disbelief.
Her saliva, laced with a venomous taste, dripped from the corners of her mouth, yet he paid little attention to it.
In that very mont, Elara felt an agonizing jolt of pain shoot through her abdon, leaving her gasping for breath and groaning in discomfort.
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