Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel

Chapter 461: Nora is Lonely

Nora broke down in tears. To think that her brother would actually lay his hands on her was undeniably unthinkable.

After all, he was the only remaining family that she had in the world. As her tears fell steady, the morning breeze blew.

All of a sudden, she felt a lone. she was a little girl in a very big, scary world, with no father, mother or big brother to protect her.

All she had were the memories of the home she once occupied and the incredible pain of it all. She missed her father, she missed her once upon a time good, and loving big brother. Now, she was all alone.

She cried for hours on end. Until she fell asleep. And by the time she woke up, she was surprised to see that she had been slinged across the shoulder by a rope like she was sack of meat.

She struggled and complained, beating against the back of the huge gorilla man that carried her. However, her struggles were useless.@@@@

Nora was not all that weak, and at a time, she was considered the genius of her clan. Such a status, came with the privillage of wanting to uphold a standard.

And so she turned, trying to give a kick to freedom, but kicking the face of the Gorilla man only pissed him off.

He grabbed the leg that had struck his face, and like how one would hold and break a twig to add to the fire, he SNAPPED her leg.

She screamed in the sheer magnitude of pain that it brought her.

It was pain far more profound than when Chiron had killed her with his flames. Then again, back then, her death had been instant.

Now, on the other hand, the pain was allowed to marinate and tears, spit and mucus fell in the gravitas of pain that she experienced.

Emma raised a brow, but sighed silently. Even now, Chiron did not look at her like she was a woman. Instead, it was like how one would look at a cup or a spoon after using it.

"Strip!" Chiron ordered.

Those words caught her off guard, but she did as she was instructed.

Clad in a silken gown that clung to her body like a second skin. The fabric shimmered with her every motion, catching the light and creating an almost ethereal glow around her.

The gown, with its plunging neckline and slits that teased glimpses of her toned thighs, left little to the imagination while still maintaining an air of mystery. Unfortunately, it was nothing compared to the mystery that Chiron carried.

As she stepped forward, the gown slid from her shoulders, the fabric whispering against her skin as it cascaded to the ground. It pooled around her feet, leaving her standing there in all her glory, a vision of unrestrained beauty. Her movements were slow and deliberate, each step a tantalizing promise, each sway of her hips a lure to draw in Chiron, if only he would look.

But Chiron’s eyes did not gift her the attention she sought. Making anger slowly rise in her heart.

"...On the Table!" Chiron ordered. And she did as instructed.

Chiron took a look at her. His skin, gliding against her body as he marked points on her lusciousness form using a red chalk. His focus was more around her chest area.

but as his fingers settled on her body, again and again, pressing points, he was starting to believe that he might need other options.

After all, he had to ensure that his plan was in the direction of her evolution. He did not want it to obstruct. But at the same time, he want to take maximum advantage of her.

Chiron massaged his jaw a bit.

Emma’s bare form was truly a masterpiece of divine artistry, every curve and contour crafted to perfection. Her body was a symphony of seduction, a testament to her nature as a succubus, but could he truly use it as a wallet...?